Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, my little master, Anna, has turned six years old. However, she still acts like a big baby who never grows up. Every day, she stages her own wonderful stories, bringing endless joy and surprises to our lives.
As winter approaches quietly and the temperature drops gradually, my mother’s love for Anna has increased a bit more. She specially bought a special stool for Anna to warm her face comfortably. Looking at Anna sitting comfortably on the stool with her little face close to the heater, it’s really hilarious. It seems that she is the little princess of this family, enjoying exclusive treatment.
I still remember when I first saw Anna. Her white and tender appearance was like a little angel, capturing my heart instantly. At that time, she was so white that she seemed to glow, making people couldn’t help but want to hold her in their hands and take good care of her. But who would have thought that now, before she turns five, she has changed dramatically. Basically, I feel like I’m raising a black cat. The “sharpening knife” of time seems to have a special magic on her.
When Anna was first brought home, she was extremely shy and kept meowing all the way. Her voice was full of unease and fear. However, what made people laugh and cry was that while she was meowing, she didn’t forget to ask for food. When other cats are shy, they often don’t eat or drink for a few days, looking very pitiful. But Anna was completely different. Her eager look for food made her meow change its tone to “meow – a – woo, meow – a – woo, meow – a – woo”, as if saying, “Hurry up and give me food. I’m starving!” Looking at her appearance of having no “noble dignity” and being so “disregarding of her image” for food, it was really annoying and funny at the same time.
Anna’s sleeping position is also quite unrestrained. She has no ladylike appearance at all. She often lies on her back with her limbs stretched out casually. Sometimes, she will turn over and expose her chubby belly. Her appearance is like announcing her comfort and coziness to the whole world. Compared with her well – behaved appearance when she was a child, she is like a completely different cat.
Now, Anna has the look of a “fat seal”. The proud oriental slender beauty of Siamese cats is hard to find on her. Instead, she has a chubby figure with no visible waist or neck. Every time I see her plump appearance, I can’t help but tease, “Anna, your figure management is really worrying!” Even so, her cuteness index in my heart has not decreased at all.
Although Anna’s figure has gone out of shape, her clingy skills are top – notch. But once no one pays attention to her, she seems to change into a different person. She starts howling and screaming, and her voice is so loud that it seems to be able to lift the roof. She is just like a shrew scolding in the street. However, as soon as you turn your head to look at her, she can instantly switch back to the state of a lady. She gracefully licks her paws and combs her hair, as if the crazy howling just now was not made by her. Her rich “acting skills” often make us laugh out loud. We have to sigh that she is really a “drama queen”.
Anna also has a special hobby, that is, she is crazy about being groomed, and her requirements are extremely high. She has to be groomed from head to toe with her designated massage comb in a fixed position on the same carpet. Every time she wants to enjoy the grooming service, she will start her “acting cute and pitiful” mode. First, she looks at you with her big watery eyes and makes a soft meowing sound, trying to attract your attention. Once she successfully catches your attention, she will walk slowly to her “exclusive carpet”, looking back step by step. Then, she will fall to the ground with a “thud” and strike an extremely attractive pose, as if saying, “Come on! Come and touch me!” However, there is a little trick here. At this time, you must not touch her directly with your hands. You must use her designated massage comb, otherwise she will be unhappy. She is like a carefully arranged “fur – lined trap”, firmly grasping our hearts with her cuteness and quirks.
Looking at Anna’s black fur, especially her unique “black underwear” shape, paired with her charming blue eyes, I often think of the moment when I was attracted by her appearance. Although she is no longer the white and tender kitten she used to be, has become fat, naughty, and full of various strange little tempers, I love her more and more. There’s nothing I can do about it. After all, she is so cute, and being cute gives her the right. I can only willingly admit defeat and continue to provide her with delicious food and good care, accompany her through every beautiful moment, and witness more interesting growth moments of hers. Because in my heart, she is no longer just a cat, but an indispensable and important member of our family, and the warmest company in my life.
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