In 2018, the days spent with my cat were filled with warmth and surprises every month. Those little moments were like bright stars, lighting up my life.
In April, I was pleasantly surprised to find that the cat had a special love for sleeping with me since it was a kitten. It either quietly curled up in my arms, enjoying the warm embrace; or nestled beside my pillow, as if getting closer to me in this way; and even jumped onto the desk, finding a comfortable place to sleep among the books. This month, it changed significantly. The previously serious tear stains disappeared a lot, and the whole cat looked more refreshing and cute. At the same time, it was visible to the naked eye that its size was constantly growing. From a small and cute creature, it gradually began to take on the round appearance that a cat should have.
In May, the cat’s sleeping postures became more diverse and interesting. It liked to lean in the cage and strike various strange poses, as if showing off its unique “sleeping skills” to me. And I always couldn’t help secretly pulling out its whiskers when it was asleep. Looking at its unaware appearance, my heart was filled with joy. Sometimes, it would show an elegant side, sitting quietly there with a kind of calmness in its eyes. Although this stage might be its awkward period, with its fur not fully grown yet, in my eyes, it was still extremely beautiful. The cat teaser was one of its toys, but its attitude towards it was always very casual. Its appearance of playing or not playing made people laugh. And sleeping with me seemed to be its eternal theme. Every night, it would try every means to get close to me and find the most comfortable position to fall asleep. On the last night of May, we still slept together, and that tranquility and warmth are still vivid in my mind.
In June, the cat became more and more dependent on me. It thought that my pillow was the most comfortable place and often left its little nest on it. I bought it a scratching basin, which stimulated its curiosity. It began to explore under my bed like a little detective. Although it sometimes slept in the cage, from its behavior and eyes, I seemed to be able to hear it saying, “Actually, mom, I don’t like the cage.” It would also actively send me an invitation: “Mom, play games with me.” When I played with it, its excited appearance made me feel its full happiness. At night, it would “actively” accompany me to sleep. As long as I lay on the bed, it would quickly jump up, find its exclusive position, and then fall asleep quietly.
In July, the summer heat did not reduce the cat’s clinginess to me. It still chose to stay up late with me. With it by my side, I no longer felt lonely. Its manners became more and more dignified, as if it was growing up slowly and had its own “cat charm”. It began to like my desk, often jumping up and pacing leisurely on it, as if this territory had been “occupied” by it. Even though it was very hot in summer, it still wanted to stick to me tightly. That enthusiasm made me feel deeply moved. Sometimes, it would play around with me, stretching out its claws to scratch me, but it knew how to control the strength. Anyway, it couldn’t scratch through. Looking at its cute appearance, I always couldn’t help sighing: “Oh my god, my son is the cutest.” It seemed to have inherited my laziness and enjoyed those leisurely times with me, as if saying to me, “Mom, my laziness comes from you.”
In this year of accompanying the cat, from its growth and changes to our intimate interactions, every moment has become the most precious memory in my life. It is not just a pet but an indispensable family member and friend in my life. I look forward to spending more wonderful times with it in the future and witnessing more of its growth and joy.
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