Milk, this lovely cat, has become an indispensable part of my life. Every move of it touches my heart and brings me countless joys and touches.
Since bringing Milk home nearly four months ago, its obedience is beyond imagination. Nothing in the house has been damaged by it. The sofa, bed, curtains, etc. are all intact. When its claws itch, it will consciously go to play with the cat scratching board, as if it knows which behaviors are not allowed. It has a unique sleeping habit. It never sleeps in the carefully prepared nest for it, nor does it like to sleep in the bed. Instead, it has a special preference for the dressing table. It often lies on the dressing table and quietly watches me put on makeup. Its focused look is as if it is enjoying a wonderful performance.
Milk is also a little guy who knows how to express love very well. Every time I pucker my mouth and lean over to kiss it, it will always respond to me by raising its head knowingly. At that moment, my heart is filled with its warmth. Every day when I open the door and come home, I can see it running towards me like a 100 – meter dash, circling my legs twice, and then turning over its belly, coquettishly asking me to stroke it. However, it won’t pester me all the time. After being stroked for two seconds, it will run to play by itself. Its lively appearance makes people can’t help laughing.
It has a strong interest in toilet paper balls. Every day when I play with it, I just need to roll a paper ball and throw it into the living room. It will excitedly rush over, pick up the paper ball and run back to put it on the bed, and also meow, as if showing me its trophy and announcing that it has successfully found the paper ball. Milk also especially likes to go to the bathroom. Once it played with water in the bathroom, and its claws and legs were all wet. Probably afraid of being criticized, it lay alone at the door of the toilet and didn’t dare to come to the room to play with us. Its cautious appearance is really pitiful.
Milk is a bit picky about its diet. It doesn’t like to drink goat milk and is only interested in fresh water and fresh cat food. Every morning, it will meow by my pillow, reminding me that it’s time to change its water and add cat food. When giving it a bath, it also has its own “ritual”. It will lie outside the door waiting. Sometimes it will even stretch its claws into the crack of the door to interact with me. After I finish the bath and come out, it will go to play on its own again.
What touched me the most happened last month. Because of past experiences, I was particularly afraid of sleeping alone and often couldn’t sleep all night when I was alone at home. At that time, its other owner was on a business trip. Before going to bed, I seriously said to Milk, “Milk, your mom is on a business trip. I’m very scared to sleep alone at home. Can you sleep with me in the bed today?” At that time, it still went to lie on the dressing table. I was a little disappointed. But unexpectedly, after I turned off the lights, it actually jumped onto the bed, lay beside me, and did nothing but quietly look at me. I squinted for a while and opened my eyes. I found that it was still looking at me. I deliberately squinted and pretended to be asleep, only to find that it had been watching me all the time. With its company, I really fell asleep unconsciously. I slept soundly all night without any dreams. When I woke up in the morning, it had already returned to the dressing table and was still asleep. I think it must have watched me for a long time, and after making sure that I was really asleep, it went to play or sleep by itself. At that moment, my love for it increased a bit more.
Looking at Milk, from a two – month – old kitten that was so clingy that it would sleep on my lap and watch mobile phones with us when it was first brought back, to now almost half a year old and almost too big to sleep on the dressing table, and becoming more and more handsome, my heart is full of emotion. It likes to play with plastic bags, and I even hang the plastic bags to tease it. The look in its eyes when it looks at me seriously seems to be able to see through my mind. The occasional “King’s contempt” expression makes it even more cute and interesting. My love for Milk is growing every moment. It has become the most important partner in my life, accompanying me through every ordinary and beautiful day.
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