The Adorable and Lovable Pipi: My New Furry Companion

The Adorable and Lovable Pipi: My New Furry Companion

The experience is that even my husband, who strongly opposed me raising a cat at first, now loves him to death. You can imagine how cute and charming he is.

When I first saw him, I decided to take him. First impressions really matter a lot.

I never thought I would raise another cat. Perhaps everything is fate, pre – determined somehow.

Since I got this little guy, every day is full of anticipation. I’m looking forward to his growing up and getting fatter bit by bit, but at the same time, I’m reluctant to let his cutest moments pass by.

I’ve never met such a clingy cat before. Maybe it’s because he’s still young. He follows me everywhere. When I’m out every day, just thinking that there’s him at home makes my heart warm. And the little guy always greets me at the door when I get home. I feel that all my love for him is not in vain.

Because of what happened to my previous cat, I’m especially afraid that he’ll get sick. In the first week he came to my home, I almost spent it in fear. I observed him carefully several times a day, checking if he had pooped or peed, if he had diarrhea, if there was this problem or that problem… My husband said I was almost crazy. For this reason, I named him “Pipi”, fearing that he might not be lively by nature. But who would have thought that he really lived up to his name. He’s simply the epitome of being naughty and mischievous. Even so, I’m happy. I hope he’ll always be lively and naughty.

So——

Show yourself, little baby

This is my cat baby, Pipi – chan. A male baby. Three and a half months old. In fact, he’s only been in my home for one and a half months, but my husband and I love him more than anything.

I think he’s quite well – proportioned among British Shorthair Blue and White cats. He has a perfect “eight – shaped” nose line, a tuft of fur on his chin that’s just the right amount, and he always looks like he’s opening his mouth. The only thing a bit of a pity is that there’s a small black mole on the tip of his nose. But it’s right in the middle, so it doesn’t really matter.

On the second day he came to my home~He looked so young and his baby fur was still on him.


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