Does the cat love me?

On the day when it was over 5000, when I got home from work, it was all dark, windy and very cold.

Seeing it from a distance, it is still squatting at the door like an eager child, staring at my path home. When you see me, you jump up and hug.

It lies at the door waiting for me to go home every day, rain or shine for three years.

I said, you can’t rub against me. Why don’t you have dinner at the door first? You can’t go home until I take a shower and detoxify …

It can probably understand that I don’t want to touch it, and I am wronged.

I put the cat food in the kitten bowl outside the door and gave it to eat.

Then I disinfected at home, treated masks, and wiped my coat and shoes with alcohol … When I came out of the bathroom, it came running, hugging me tightly with its little paws, rubbing me hard with its ears, and purring as if to make sure that I still love it.

I’ll tell it, it’s dangerous outside now, and I can’t kiss and hug you first when I go home. It’s definitely not that I don’t love you, but to protect you and everyone, you know …

It just listened to my thoughts with a serious face. As if it understood everything.

I also want to spoil my little black, but he was wronged when he was wandering as a child. When he just picked it up, he was covered with fleas and a small piece of his ear was missing. The kitten was with me at first, just so that I could feed it.

It doesn’t know why it got separated from its mother cat, or was abandoned by her mother. It has been lying where it left its mother and refused to leave, mewing and crying.

When someone came near, it got into the grass and hid. I put a small dish on it to decorate the goat’s milk. It didn’t come out until people were far away, and small tongue licked the goat’s milk a little.

For the first three days in a row, it refused to accept me and defended its fear with anger. I want to add cat food to its plate, and when I get closer, it shrinks in the corner and becomes an angry baby. The fluff sets up, becomes twice as big, and suddenly spurts out.

I put away the cat food and ran away, hiding in the distance and watching it eat.

Later, I touched it quietly, and it didn’t refuse. And raise your little head with a face of enjoyment.

I asked, kitten, will you come home with me?

It raised its little head again and asked me to lick it.

In this way, we gradually established a relationship, accepted each other and became more and more stable.

It became my kitten.

After that, no matter how much I love it, it is sensible and distressing …

Now she has grown into a majestic big cat. No one is allowed to roll except me.

I said, you are full. I’m going to cook and eat, too

I cooked noodles and stood in front of the stove. It was lying on the ground, putting its little head on my feet and pretending to sleep.

If this is not love.

Even if it is to make a living, so what? The important thing is that I love it.

Do cats really have emotional conflicts with me to make a living? There is no conflict at all, but they can coexist.

Cover my quilt and help me turn off the light. I’m going to bed. Thank you. -a little cat that purrs before going to bed

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One day when I came home from work, I bought two swimming crabs and gave them joy.

Steamed, I sat on the table and peeled the crab’s shell. It jumped on the table and looked at me intently, without asking or barking. Just stare at me.

Of course, half of the crab meat is put in its small bowl, and the other half I eat with spaghetti.