My family bought the cross between a British shorthair and a tabby cat at the market. I think it is a cross between a British shorthair and a tabby cat. I bought it because I wanted a tabby cat with a good appearance. As for its personality, you know it is a fighting nation. I regret it a little because it was the first time I experienced the fear of destroying the house. But since I have raised it, I have to be responsible.
When I first saw it at the market, the cat owner was selling British shorthairs. The litter of little ones was only one month old. There were two tabby cats among seven or eight British shorthairs. I have always liked the personality and appearance of tabby cats. I picked the one that slept the best. This child was the one at the bottom of the eight or nine stacked cats. He was sleeping dazedly when the cat owner stood up on his tiptoes to show me his appearance. When I was looking at it, I woke up and found that something was wrong. I meowed loudly. I thought the baby was full of energy, so I took it.
The pictures above are all taken after I raised it for a month. When it came, it was just one month old and was a little one. I stuffed it into my chest bag. It was very small. It kept barking and struggling in the bag while riding the tram, and even bit open the zipper and stuck its little head out. I was really scared at the time. Fortunately, my home is not far away, and it stopped barking when I got home. It lay on the bed with its hands in its pockets very vigilantly.
Then… it fell asleep while putting its hands in its pockets.
At that time, my life was not very good. I was very sad and in trouble every day, so I went to the market every night to relax. I didn’t plan to buy small animals, but I had always wanted to raise a good-looking tabby cat. I happened to meet it, and I wanted it on impulse; cats can sleep a lot, and are afraid of being trapped in the bag, so I named it Kun Kun. After that, I became both a father and a mother, and I was always worried about her. I hope she can grow up healthily. Be independent and take care of herself in this world. The reason why I didn’t raise a purebred cat is that I was afraid that the cat would get lost one day and I would worry that the cat couldn’t take care of itself. Tabby cats are ferocious by themselves, so they shouldn’t. But I will also be careful not to let the cat leave me. Now the little guy can run and jump, just like a little axe, but he always sneezes. I don’t know if it’s because he is too young. It’s because I turn on the air conditioner when he sleeps in hot weather.
His sleeping position now is like this.
Like this…
When he drinks milk, he uses his ears to move. I finally feel what it means to use his strength to drink milk.
Recently I’ve always been worried about whether Kunkun will be lonely at home alone. Today I happened to have some time, so I went to the market again. I didn’t dare to buy chickens and ducklings. If I bought a kitten or a puppy of another breed, I was afraid that the tabby cat would be too fierce and easily scratch them. After thinking it over, I decided to raise a tabby cat. I was also afraid of my sofa and clothes, so I came back without buying anything. The furry child is now two months old. Now I have a little concern. Sometimes I worry about Kunkun in the future. He will get bigger and bigger, and the time he gets sleepy will become shorter and shorter, and the time he destroys the house will become longer and longer…
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