Dangwu was extremely lively when he was young. He played without much sense of control. He would demand that you play with him; otherwise, he would scratch you. If you didn’t play with him seriously, he would still scratch you. A newly – bought cloth mouse toy only lasted two hours in his hands. He dug out all the cotton inside, leaving it in a pitiful, torn – apart state.
A new catnip stick didn’t last long either. He quickly bit off all the bark on it, and the floor was covered with bark debris. Then he lost interest in the bare stick.
Like most cats, he had a penchant for playing with toilet paper. When scolded, he looked completely indifferent.
He loved biting cardboard. My snack box always had a corner missing. The picture below shows it before it was bitten.
At 4 am, he would wake you up to feed him. If you didn’t get up, he would jump around on you like doing a “disco dance”.
He was fond of eggs. Once, he stole an entire box of eggs. When I got home, I found eggshells all over the floor… Surprisingly, he didn’t get diarrhea after eating so much raw egg white.
He even ate the paper at the bottom of a cheesecake, probably because it had a strong egg smell.
He really loved playing with paper balls and mastered the skill of fishing out paper balls.
Even right after being neutered and just arriving home, while still groggy from the anesthesia, he was staggering around trying to play with a ping – pong ball.
Oh… and he liked rummaging through the trash can.
When he was a kitten, he had to be bathed in a bathing bag.
To cut his nails or clean his ears, I had to put him in a pair of pants or wrap him in a towel.
However, he was very clingy and could sleep in your arms all day.
Whenever I went to the toilet or took a bath, he would wail outside the bathroom, as if I was about to drown.
If I didn’t let him into the room, he would just stare at the door from the outside.
He could be taken out for a walk. Although passers – by would always discuss whether he was a cat or a dog.
I noticed that after we went out, he would lie on the table and stare at the door until we came back.
When we got home, we would definitely be greeted enthusiastically by Dangwu.
However, during his adolescence, he was really too rowdy. When playing, he was rough and might hurt you. And a while later, he would act as if he didn’t remember and come to “care” about you (:з)∠).
Later, when he was neutered, I was extremely happy! Not only did Dangwu not hold a grudge and recover well, but he also became more composed after being neutered. His meow became more charming, though his voice was as hoarse as before the neutering. He was no longer neurotic due to male hormones, being alternately naughty and calm…
Of course, he was still not well – behaved when it came to cutting his nails and cleaning his ears. He remained a “cat litter excavator”.
Brushing his teeth was like a nightmare. He would run around everywhere. Whenever he saw me take out the toothbrush, he would hide everywhere, even pretending to go to the toilet and making a big show of digging the cat litter. When I finally managed to brush his teeth, he would foam at the mouth.
Oh, how could I forget the first time I took Dangwu out for a walk?
It seemed okay at first? In fact, he embarrassingly made a beeline for the trash can…
I put him on a very low tree, hoping to capture his heroic look.
But the picture his “dad” took turned out to be…
I think the arrival of Chuhe must have been a major turning point in Dangwu’s life.
Because Dangwu realized that he was no longer an only “child”.
And the “poop – shoveling officer” (me) was holding this little “stray” from who – knows – where, constantly exclaiming, “Chuhe is so beautiful! Chuhe is so beautiful!” Dangwu, on one hand, was trying to protect his territory, and on the other hand, out of jealousy, he went to attack this “rival”, but was instead scolded by the “poop – shoveling officer”.
Later, my husband (nicknamed “Loser”) told me that Dangwu cried. But at that time, I had just picked up Chuhe from the airport and was so excited that I didn’t notice at all…
Everyone must not be like me… When a new cat arrives home, be sure to soothe the emotions of the original cat first. Always prioritize the original cat. Be sure to do a good job of isolation (except for cats that can get along well from the start). The order of isolation can be through a glass door > in a cage > in separate rooms.
Later, after two weeks of commotion, the two cats fought for two weeks but didn’t get seriously hurt. There was just cat hair all over the place.
After that, the two cats became extremely affectionate, so affectionate that they didn’t have time to pay attention to the “poop – shoveling officer”.
Me???
And Dangwu, who used to only like me, started to like his “dad” more.
Me???
The two cats also played (mischievously) together.
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