Work has been a nightmare, full of overwhelming stress and setbacks at every step. Adding to my woes, I endured a painful breakup with my boyfriend. These two events combined left me in a constant state of confusion, constantly trapped in negative thoughts and on the verge of depression. There were moments when the weight of everything seemed so heavy that I even contemplated giving up on life.
In a desperate bid to find some light in the darkness, I decided to do something for myself. I bought a cat, a Siamese, a breed I had long adored. I hoped that having this furry companion would distract me and bring a bit of joy back into my life. It was the first time in a long while that I had done something purely for my own happiness, a birthday gift to myself that I was truly content with.
Since I lived in a relatively small place where it was challenging to find a Siamese that appealed to me, I resorted to online shopping. After thorough research and reading numerous reviews, I finally found a reliable seller. The seller arranged air freight, and to my relief, I received the cat on the same day. My friend and I went to the airport’s cargo department to pick it up. Even from outside the warehouse, behind the iron fence, I could hear its soft meows. That sound was like a glimmer of hope, assuring me that the journey hadn’t been too harsh on the little one.
When we got home, the cat was understandably a bit frightened. On the first night, it meowed non – stop until the middle of the night and even had an accident on my bed. To make matters worse, my dog, excited by the new arrival, scratched at the door all night long. However, things changed rapidly after that first night. The cat gradually grew more at ease around me, its confidence blossoming. It started sharing my bed at night, and thankfully, never had another accident on the sheets. Instead, it learned to use the litter box proficiently. In the initial days, its digestive system was adjusting, so its stools were a bit runny. The smell was quite strong, especially when it would come and snuggle up to me right after using the litter box. Those nights, I often had to wake up in the middle of the night, armed with baby wipes, to clean its bottom before we could both go back to sleep.
When it first arrived, it was only about two months old, a tiny bundle of cuteness that knew precisely how to tug at my heartstrings with its adorable antics. It would lie quietly on my lap as I worked at the computer, providing a sense of warmth and comfort. But as the days passed and it became more accustomed to its new surroundings, its true personality emerged. It would playfully nip at me from time to time, and its favorite pastimes soon included tearing up the paper on my desk, scattering bits of it all over the place, rummaging through the trash can, and using my computer keyboard as a personal trampoline.
When it comes to food, my dog’s behavior is relatively mild compared to the cat’s. My dog might circle around my legs or rest its chin on my lap when it’s hungry. But the cat? Oh, the cat is relentless. No matter where I try to hide while eating, it will find a way to get close, its little nose twitching and its mouth stretching towards my plate, as if to say, “Just let me have a little sniff, I promise I won’t eat.” The other day, I ordered a bowl of stinky luosifen. The moment the smell wafted through the air, the cat, which had been hiding in the keyboard drawer under the desk, came scrambling out, meowing loudly. The same thing happened when I was eating watermelon. I had to hold the watermelon in one hand, constantly on guard, so that the cat wouldn’t manage to steal a bite.
This little Siamese has brought so much chaos into my life, but at the same time, it has also brought a new sense of purpose and joy. It has distracted me from my troubles and reminded me that there are still things in life worth smiling about. Despite the messes and the constant need for attention, I wouldn’t trade this furry friend for anything in the world. It has become my source of comfort, my healer in these trying times.
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