Let me talk about my tabby cat.
He’s a bit slow – witted. He’s already three years old, but he still doesn’t know his name. He’s that kind of stupid – cute. My boyfriend says he’s actually wise but pretends to be dull.
He’s extremely timid. When there are guests at home, he can hide under the sofa all day long, not eating or drinking. As soon as the guests leave, he immediately comes out to act coquettish with me.
He’s loyal. It feels like he only acknowledges me as his master in this life. He really latched onto me. Before he came, there was already a white cat at home, so we didn’t plan to keep him permanently. We thought we’d send him away when we found a suitable adopter. Then, when he was one and a half years old, we happened to meet someone who really loved cats and wanted to adopt him, so we sent him away. But this little guy, during the four months at the new home, was constantly trying to escape. He almost jumped off the 26th floor. It took a great deal of effort to get him back from outside the 26th – floor balcony. He was really a handful.
After that, he hid everywhere in the new owner’s house. He either hid under the sofa or in the wardrobe. He would only come out secretly to eat a little when he was really starving. What made his new owner most frustrated was that once, when the owner came back from a business trip and wanted to give him a hug, as soon as the hand reached out, he was bitten hard by him. According to my friend’s description, the teeth were stuck in the flesh and couldn’t be pulled out on the first try. After being bitten, the new owner didn’t dare to keep him anymore. I had to take him back home.
My friend repeatedly told me to be careful of him, saying that he was different from before and bit very fiercely. To be honest, when I first picked him up, I was a bit scared, worried that he had forgotten me. They say a cat’s memory only lasts a few days and that cats don’t recognize their owners. Surprisingly, as soon as he got home, he rolled on the ground, showing his belly and meowing non – stop at me. Seeing how a once – chubby cat had become so skinny, just skin and bones, really made my heart ache. I was so glad that he still remembered me.
Another thing I want to mention is that he’s extremely tolerant of me. From about a month after I picked him up until now that he’s three years old, he has never bitten me, not even pretended to (the other cat at home often bites me). No matter how angry I make him, for example, sometimes when he doesn’t want me to hold him and runs away, I’ll hold him tightly in my arms. After struggling a few times and finding that he can’t break free, he’ll let out a deep sigh. Hahaha.
He can be really naughty sometimes, and I’ll scold him. But no matter how I treat him, he never holds a grudge. As soon as I pet him, he starts purring (people who raise cats know this feeling).
There’s also a really funny thing. Sometimes when he does something wrong, I’ll hold him and nag at him. As soon as I start scolding him, he closes his eyes. When I say, “Open your eyes and listen to me,” he silently opens his eyes and looks at me. It’s really exasperating and funny at the same time.
He can sleep a lot. He can really sleep like there’s no tomorrow. It seems like he’s never fully awake. He sleeps 22 hours out of 24 hours a day, and spends another hour sitting on the windowsill in a daze.
His name is Mack, and he’s a boy.
I picked him up while running in the park.
At that time, a bunch of kids were surrounding him, and he could hardly walk steadily. It made my heart ache, so I decisively took him away.
When I brought him home, he was covered in fleas.
The next day when I went to work, I first took him to the hospital for deworming.
I originally wanted to leave him at the hospital for one day.
But surprisingly, the pet hospital refused to take him.
So I took him to the office and he accompanied me to work for a day.
When he was a kitten, his hind legs were weak.
He couldn’t jump and often fell while walking.
I bought a bottle of calcium tablets, and after taking them for half a year,
Now he can jump really high.
His various sleeping postures when he was a kitten.
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