In the days of getting along with my cat Sanmao, every day is filled with various wonderful emotional collisions, making me deeply appreciate the unique and complex charm of this small animal.
Sanmao sometimes shows deep love for me, and that warm feeling seems to be able to dispel all the haze in life. Every morning, when I wake up from my sleep, I can always see its small figure beside my pillow. It will purr contentedly, rubbing its furry head against my hand, as if telling me about its missing throughout the night. Then, it will lie obediently in my arms, close its eyes, and continue its second sleep. At that moment, I can truly feel its dependence and trust in me, as if I am its warmest haven. This kind of affectionate interaction makes me feel that I am the happiest person in the world and makes me cherish every moment spent with it even more.
However, Sanmao also has moments when I feel that it “doesn’t love me”. When it is in a bad mood, it will bite my hand without hesitation. Although it doesn’t really hurt me with force, that sudden move still makes me feel a bit surprised and wronged. Sometimes, when it is not willing to do something, such as when I want to comb its hair or play with it, it will quickly escape from my hand and hide in a safe corner, looking at me with vigilant eyes, as if I am a dangerous person. These moments make me feel that it doesn’t seem to have such deep feelings for me, and I can’t help but feel a little lost.
Looking back on the time when I first brought Sanmao home, actually, the one I originally had my eye on was another particularly white kitten in the same litter. That kitten had snow – white fluff and looked like a furry little snowball, extremely cute. However, Sanmao won my heart with its unique charm. It was the most clingy in the litter, and the reason for its clinginess was actually because it was greedy. As long as there was food, it would follow without hesitation. At that moment, I resolutely gave up the pursuit of appearance and chose Sanmao, who had a more lively and friendly personality. It turns out that my choice was correct. It has brought countless joys and surprises to my life.
There is also a deep bond between Sanmao and its “father” Sprite. They will kiss each other, and that warm scene makes people laugh. Sanmao often climbs onto my lap by itself and sleeps soundly, as if my lap is its exclusive luxury bed. It is full of curiosity about everything around. Its round eyes are always shining with the light of exploration. Whether it is a small toy or a new corner in the room, it can arouse its interest.
As time goes by, Sanmao has gradually grown a little bit. Its round face has become even more rounded and cute, and every move is full of cuteness. It likes to sleep under the quilt with me. Sometimes, it will playfully use my clothes as a pillow, looking very funny. Its sleeping postures are also extremely strange. Once, it actually posed in a “drunken old man” sleeping position, lying on the ground with all four limbs sprawled out, without any image at all, making people laugh out loud. Moreover, Sanmao can fall asleep anytime and anywhere. Whether it is on the sofa, on the floor, or in a small cardboard box, it can find its own comfortable corner and enter a sweet dream.
Although Sanmao’s behavior sometimes makes me unpredictable, sometimes I feel that it loves me, and sometimes I feel that it “doesn’t love me”, it is precisely these conflicting emotional experiences that make the relationship between me and it more unique and precious. It has become an indispensable part of my life. I know that no matter how it behaves, my love for it will not change. In the days to come, I look forward to spending more wonderful times with Sanmao, witnessing more of its interesting growth moments, and letting this special emotion precipitate and sublimate in the years.
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