In my cozy little home lives an extremely cute and full – of – personality “little master”, and its name is Okra. The name itself has a unique and fresh feeling, and Okra’s presence has added countless joys and warmth to my life.
Okra loves to interact and play with people. Whenever I sit in front of the computer, ready to handle work or enjoy some leisure time, it jumps onto the computer like a little shadow, finding a comfortable place to sit, as if saying, “Hey, human servant, don’t just focus on the screen. Play with me!” If I pick up my phone, it won’t be left out either. It will gently nudge my hand with its round little head, constantly acting cute and begging for attention, making it impossible for me to resist its enthusiasm.
It also really enjoys being petted. As soon as I reach out to stroke it, it immediately relaxes, making a purring sound in its throat, looking extremely comfortable. After a while, it falls asleep comfortably on my lap. At this time, I, the “servant”, don’t dare to move at all, for fear of disturbing this little ancestor who is having a sweet dream. Its sleeping postures are extremely strange. Whether it’s lying on its back with all four legs in the air or curling up into a ball, it can sleep soundly, which fully shows its strong trust in me. Once, when it was sleeping in a strange position on me and almost fell due to poor balance control, instead of quickly changing its position, it gave me a reproachful look, as if saying, “It’s all your fault for not keeping me steady.” Helplessly, I could only gently hold it steady and let it continue to sleep peacefully.
Okra’s curiosity is even stronger than that of an ordinary cat (although it is a cat itself). No matter what I do at home, it has to come over and take a look, getting involved. If I’m cooking in the kitchen, it will circle around my feet, curiously watching me cut vegetables and stir – fry. Occasionally, it will stretch out its little paws, trying to catch the flying vegetable leaves. It especially likes to sit by the window, intently observing the people passing by downstairs, as if studying this mysterious world.
I have to say that Okra also has an “internet – celebrity” skill – retrieving. And it learned this skill all by itself! Every time I throw a small toy, it rushes out like an arrow leaving the bow, accurately picking up the toy and proudly placing it in front of me, waiting for my praise. Once, when two people were playing the retrieving game with it together, after it picked up the toy, looking at the two of us, not knowing who to give the toy to, it had a clever idea and placed the toy between us. Its smart little mind really makes people laugh.
Its behavior of biting is also very interesting. Once it bit me, and I couldn’t help but let out a loud cry. After hearing the cry, it first looked at me. After a while, it bit me again with a slightly lighter force, as if testing my reaction. I cried out again, and it continued to observe me. Then it bit me with an even lighter force. When I cried out for the third time, it seemed to understand what I meant and stopped biting me. This little guy knows how to adjust its behavior according to my reaction.
Okra is very familiar with its name. However, whether it responds or not when it hears its name depends entirely on its mood. When it’s in a good mood, it will meow and happily run onto my lap; if it’s in a bad mood, it just moves its ears and pretends not to hear. It is basically not picky about food. No matter what cat food I change for it, it eats it with gusto, and can be called the “Queen of Changing Cat Food”.
Every morning and evening, Okra is like being injected with 鸡血 (enthusiasm). It runs around the house at high speed, starting its “crazy play mode”. It also bites things. Sometimes it bites the tissue paper into pieces or scratches a few marks on the sofa. It still has a bit of destructiveness. However, looking at its cute appearance, I can only helplessly forgive it.
Speaking of its quirks, there are really quite a few. It loves smelly feet and smelly shoes. Every time it sees my shoes, it has to run over and smell them, and it even lies on the shoes to sleep. It makes an “mmm” sound in two situations, not the common “meow” sound. One is when it wants to be hugged, and the other is when it reminds me to add cat food for it. When playing with people, it basically doesn’t extend its claws, unless it’s too excited. Its habit of drinking water is also very strange. It drinks foot – washing water and fish – tank water with relish, but it disdains the water in its own bowl. As soon as I come back from shopping at the supermarket, or pick up a courier, or buy vegetables and fruits, it has to come and inspect them immediately to see if there are any new things.
Okra especially hates the smell of oranges, oranges, lemons, and especially toothpaste. Every time it sees someone brushing their teeth, it will show a disgusted expression, as if saying, “What a strange smell. It’s unbearable.” It is often mistaken for a dog. When children see it, they will excitedly shout, “Ah, a little dog!” It can clearly distinguish between family members and strangers. When family members come back, it will obediently wait at the door; if a stranger knocks on the door, it will hide far away.
Once, Okra’s eyes became inflamed, and its originally beautiful eyes turned into heterochromatic eyes. Even so, it was still so cute. It gets along very well with the British Shorthair at home. It will help the British Shorthair groom its fur and bury its feces, being very united and friendly.
Okra is such a charming cat. Every quirk, every movement, and every interaction of it makes me deeply fall in love with it. It has become an indispensable part of my life, and I also hope to accompany it all the time and witness more of its growth moments.
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