In many families, the arrival of a pet is often not smooth sailing. Just like in my family, my parents initially did not allow cat – raising. But it turns out that sometimes, as long as you bravely take the first step and bring the cat home, the cat itself will create miracles next.
My dad had always firmly opposed cat – raising. When I decided to pick up the cat and bring it home, he was very unhappy. He thought that raising a cat would bring a lot of troubles, such as hygiene problems, and would disrupt the originally peaceful rhythm of life. However, this cute cat quickly changed my dad’s attitude with its unique charm.
Shortly after arriving home, the cat, probably unfamiliar with the new environment, urinated randomly. When my mom saw this, she was naturally a bit angry and made a gesture to hit it. At this moment, a dramatic scene occurred. My dad immediately rushed over, picked up the cat, and coaxed it softly, saying, “Oh, baby, you must have been wronged. You didn’t do it on purpose, right?” That tone was as if the cat was his most precious treasure and could not be wronged at all. From that moment on, I knew that the cat had already begun to take a place in my dad’s heart.
Another time, the cat fell asleep comfortably on my dad’s lap. Looking at the sleeping cat, my dad asked my mom helplessly, “It’s asleep. What should I do if I want to go to the toilet?” My mom was amused and speechless by my dad’s appearance and said, “Just pick it up and put it down.” But my dad was afraid of disturbing the cat’s sleep and endured not going to the toilet. He just sat there motionless, for fear of waking up the cat. At that moment, I saw my dad’s full love for the cat. This love came so suddenly but was so sincere.
My mom’s love for the cat is no less. Every time when feeding the cat fish, my mom will be extremely careful to pick out the thorns bit by bit before feeding the fish to it, for fear that the cat will be pricked by the fish bones. Her focused expression is as if she is dealing with an extremely important matter. And my mom’s affectionate actions towards the cat are even more hilarious. She often gets close to the cat and insists on kissing it. Her appearance is just like treating her own child. Once, my mom even wore my pajamas, gently patted the cat, and coaxed it to sleep. The picture was extremely warm.
This cat is like a seed of love, taking root, germinating, and growing in our family. With its cuteness and coquettishness, it has gradually melted the defense line in my parents’ hearts that originally resisted cat – raising. My dad, who once firmly opposed it, has now become the cat’s most solid guardian; and my mom has regarded the cat as a member of the family and given it meticulous care.
Looking back on my parents’ attitude when I first brought the cat home and seeing their love for the cat now, I can’t help but sigh at the great charm of the cat. It is not just a pet but more like a magical messenger, making the atmosphere in our family more warm and harmonious. It has taught us how to love and how to accept new members in its own way. I believe that in the days to come, the cat will continue to accompany us, spend more wonderful times together, and witness every happy moment of our family.
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