Let the cat experience the warmth of the world (1)

Let the cat experience the warmth of the world (1)

Yes, I can. Let it experience the warmth and coldness of the world

Look, my kitten.

It was picked up by my mother and me when I was about 4 months old, and I took it to a pet shop for an injection. The thief was very fierce, and the people in the pet shop also said that the cat was very fierce. Sure enough …

When I got home, all kinds of sneak attacks, pouncing on people, often hiding in the dark and rushing out to hold your ankle and biting. We were bitten countless times. I had to wear stockings at home before, and I was really afraid that it would be unexpected. But at that time, we didn’t have the experience of raising cats, and we didn’t dare to fight. We were afraid that it would be broken and we could only be fierce.

But it’s okay for my mother, and it can jump, but it’s not that bad. Maybe my mother is more fierce? I’m even more afraid of my dad. Although he didn’t do anything, the cat ran away when he saw him.

It really is different treatment.

(Because I didn’t want to go to bed, I climbed the door to sleep, pathetic)

Because it is always like this, it often pounces on people and can’t be touched. Plus, I’m not at home, my mother is allergic, and to tell the truth, she doesn’t have much time for cat hair, let alone my father. It’s good to be able to raise it. So I put it in the garage (our garage is very clean, no cars, the kind with beds and windows on the ground). As a result, one night my mother left the garage door open, and it slipped out and didn’t come back. It was too dark to find it. I was not at home at that time, and my mother kept it from me for a long time before telling me. There was nothing I could do, and I cried for a long time. (In fact, although I was sad at the time, I was a little “secretly happy?” Because it’s really fierce and scares me)

As a result, when I came back from the winter vacation, my mother was washing dishes in the kitchen one day at the end of January, and she heard a cat barking, so she went downstairs to see it (I was surprised when I saw her go out). As a result, a cat was picked up after a while, and I went there. I was really surprised! It’s actually mine (our family lives on the fourth floor, and the garage is actually the fifth floor, which is actually very high)

My mother said that she vaguely heard the cat meowing on the fourth floor, so she went down to look, and it turned out to be true. Our cat was squatting on the flower bed at the garage door, and she went down to see it shouting “Mimi” at it and ran towards her. (It’s still touching to think about that scene.)

I gave it a bath when I got home, and then I lost a horn in my ear, a few hairs on my forehead and a scar. When I got home, the hairs on my belly fell off one by one (but now it’s all right, except for the horn missing from my ear).

I’ve been in this state every day since I first came back. I sleep and sleep every day, and I can’t wake up, and I don’t want to be soft. At that time, it was actually one year old, but it was only 6 kilograms thin.

The skin is loose.

I just went through the photo album and found that the photos I took when I first came back were not as clear as my ears. This one was taken after a period of time, and you can see the missing corners of my ears ~

However, after coming back, I can’t say that my temperament has changed greatly, but I’ve behaved a lot. Although I occasionally sneak up, I won’t be serious, just for fun.