When Nougat grows up, she has another hobby: lying flat. Whether on the bed or on the floor, does she imagine herself as a monkey at this time?
Actually, she’s like a dog!!! Nougat’s most amazing skill is that she can play the “fetch – the – earplug” game with you. You throw the earplug, and she picks it up and brings it back to you. You throw it again, and she picks it up again. I seem to have a dog in a cat’s skin! There’s a video to prove it.
I just miss you so much, Nougat. Looking through your videos and photos, I think about every little bit of our time together. On the day we parted, I actually saw a big teardrop rolling down from your eye. I always feel that you understand me. Otherwise, you wouldn’t stay by my side every step of the way when I was sad and upset, and you wouldn’t come to me right away when you heard my call when I needed you. And every time I opened the door, I could see you squinting your sleepy eyes and wobbling to my feet. You are an angel. I knew from the beginning that you were an angel.
When you came to my home, I calculated how many years a cat could live and prayed that you must be healthy so that we could accompany you for a longer time. I originally thought I wouldn’t like raising a cat, but you changed my prejudice against cats. Nougat, when I left, I really wanted to take you away with me. But I knew that someone loved you more than me. You should have a calm and stable life in a loving family. I couldn’t provide a good environment for you temporarily, but I really love you. When my friend held you for the last time, he said that Nougat had lost weight and told me to take you with me. I firmly shook my head. Watching you turn your back on me, I tried hard to remember your appearance. When I closed the door, you were still sitting in the distance, staring at me. But this time, I won’t open this door again, Nougat.
When reading “The Hunters” by Zhu Tianxin and seeing her description of the cat named Li Jiabao, I couldn’t stop crying. In the future, I will continue to raise a cat, whether it’s a street cat or a pet cat. I believe that fate will let it choose me. And then, no matter what happens, I will never leave my cat again, because one separation is enough. Nougat, we don’t say goodbye.
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