My cat has now reached the age of one, and I had it neutered during the summer vacation. Initially, I had hoped that it could become a “cat dad,” but circumstances led to a different decision. Its temper is quite fierce. Once, during its heat period, it bit a large gash on my hand. Without hesitation, I contacted the veterinarian, and it was neutered in the afternoon.
At home, it behaves like an absolute “big shot,” and I dare not provoke it easily. If you give it a light tap, it will definitely bite back. Sometimes, when our playtime doesn’t go smoothly, it will chase me around the living room, seemingly determined to bite me before it’s satisfied. It’s as if it has its own set of rules and gets easily annoyed when things don’t go its way.
However, when we go outside, it transforms into an extremely well-behaved cat. Despite its plump body, it can cling tightly to my shoulder without me having to support its bottom. It holds on so firmly that it’s quite a sight. It’s a typical case of being tough at home but meek outside.
When guests come to our house, it gets really excited. It loves to squeeze into the crowd of people, but it won’t let anyone touch it. It’s as if it enjoys the company of others but on its own terms. It’s quite a contradiction, but that’s part of its unique charm.
When it wakes up and doesn’t see my mom or me, it will let out those soft, coquettish meows, as if it’s throwing a little tantrum. But once it spots us, it will come running over eagerly, asking for a pat. However, it has its limits. After you give it a few strokes, if you try to continue, you can almost sense it saying, “Hey, you, the one who cleans the litter box, take your hand away. You’re annoying me.”
It has a strong preference for sleeping with us. Sometimes, it spends the first half of the night sleeping with my mom, and when I wake up in the morning, I find it lying beside me. After I went to school, it became even more attached to my mom. My mom told me that every day when she comes home from work, it waits for her in the dining room. As soon as she arrives, it clings to her leg, seemingly overjoyed.
It’s quite intelligent in some ways. It knows that my mom likes to take a nap at noon. So, when my mom comes out of the kitchen, it will dash to the bed even faster than my mom and wait there for her, as if it’s looking forward to their nap time together. It’s really funny to imagine such a scene, and it shows how in tune it is with our daily routines.
This cat of mine, with its complex personality and endearing quirks, has become an important part of our family. Despite its sometimes difficult temper, we still love it deeply. Its presence fills our home with warmth and laughter, and every day spent with it is a new adventure. Whether it’s its fierce reactions at home, its docile behavior outside, or its sweet moments of seeking affection, each aspect of its character makes it unique and lovable. I look forward to many more years of companionship with this special feline friend, and I hope it will continue to bring joy and surprises to our lives.
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