Because I was extremely sick during my pregnancy, the heavy responsibility of taking care of the cat fell entirely on someone else.
There were experiences like dealing with cat ringworm, ear mites, and the chaos when the cat came back from foster care full of fleas, but I won’t go into details.
At present, Johnny only loves that person and likes to scratch me. Humph!
As my belly got bigger and bigger, the cat also got fat as if it were blowing up a balloon. Now that it’s a big cat, it’s time to consider getting it neutered.
It stares eagerly at the toilet window, waiting for that person to take a bath.
Then it turns around and gives me a pitiful look.
—————– A long – time – passed dividing line —————–
5.25
The name was changed because it wasn’t easy to call. It was changed to a very common name in the pet world: Dandan. It also has an English name, Johnny, from the popular children’s song “Johnny Johnny Yes Papa” some time ago.
Finally, it has started to jump a couple of times and occasionally plays with its own shadow. Of course, it still sleeps 90% of the time. After all, being the sleepiest one on this street is not without reason.
It still can’t wash its face properly and always fails to scratch its ears with its hind legs. It’s really funny.
It’s still not afraid of people, even if it has just been disciplined. I guess it’s too young, and discipline is useless. When we weighed it on the day it came back, it was only 450g. The hospital for the physical examination said it was two months old. Considering they got the gender wrong, I’m skeptical about this information.
I want to ask, did your cats also make a mess all over the floor and their bodies when they were little?
It tries to lick its hind legs but can’t sit steadily. After failing several times, it starts to doubt its cat life.
The fur on its neck gets wet from eating.
It shakes its head and incidentally winks.
A healing view of its back of the head.
After taking a bath and getting dried, it shoots out and hangs on the back – scratcher, not moving at all.
5.24
On the day we brought it home, the hospital for the physical examination said it was a female.
But when we took it to another hospital for a Toxoplasma PCR test and internal deworming two days later, we were told it was a male! ((* ゜Д゜) ゞ”
Well, a male is a male. It’s a quiet little guy. Every day, except when eating, when it can instantly release a lot of energy, it’s always sleepy – eyed. At first, I thought it was deaf. It often sat there like in a trance, not reacting to any sounds, not even moving its ears. Then I thought it was blind because it didn’t make eye contact with people or look at the things we used to 逗 it. Now it seems it can hear and see, but it still doesn’t interact with people. It only does three things every day: eat, sleep, and poop. The scary thing is that it doesn’t know how to use the litter box! I even dreamed that I bought a big cat home and taught it how to use the litter box.
It likes to climb onto my shoulder.
It sleeps all the time.
A soul – to – soul gaze.
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