Every man, more or less, has a dream of raising a dog. It may be the bud when he was a child, it may be the loneliness after entering the society, or it may be the companionship in his old age. After working, I have always wanted to raise a Labrador. I have been looking for it for 2 years, but I have never been able to get it, but I have never thought about raising a cat.
I have a colleague, and they both like cats very much. At the most, 7 Dragon Balls gathered together. That scene, with everyone shouting and hugging each other, is really amazing when I think about it. With my ears and eyes touched, I have a little understanding of cats. 35, she sent it to my house.
I remember that it was around 9 o'clock on Friday night. On the expressway back to Shenzhen from a business trip, I received a call from her saying that a friend had a cat and couldn't keep it for various reasons. She hoped that I would take over. After all kinds of lobbying, I agreed.
At 8 a.m. the next day, a 3-month-old short-haired tabby rang my doorbell. Generally speaking, when cats go to a strange place, most cats will find a corner to hide first and then come out after they feel safe. 35 didn’t have any stage fright. He looked around every corner including the kitchen, bedroom, study room, balcony, etc., and then sat down in front of me. He gave me a “meow” in a sweet voice, flicked his tail, and looked straight at me. At that moment, I thought that 35 and I must have been brothers in our previous life.
When I first came to Shenzhen, I liked smoking old golden 555 cigarettes. With the consent of the previous owner, I changed the name to 555 (35 for short).
In the afternoon of that day, I took 35 to the pet hospital for a comprehensive examination. After more than a month of continuous treatment for various diseases, plus a daily meal of boiled crucian carp or chicken legs or canned food, 35 gradually started to look like a cat. My weight also increased from 2.6 pounds when I first came here to 5, 7, and 10 pounds. It was not until I was 15 pounds that the doctor told me to lose weight, and I started to control my food intake.
Cats have aloof nature, and 35 is an exception. They are unusually clingy. No matter how late I come home every day, 35 is always waiting at the door. Without putting my things down, he will pounce on me and roll around in front of me, until I touch my head and kill him. I must be within his sight at all times. If I ignore him for too long, he will deliberately block the TV series or lie on the keyboard. From time to time, he will pick and pull you with his paws, scratch his cheeks and scratch his head. He will only leave when he is satisfied. Every time he takes a shower or goes to the toilet, he scratches the door and screams loudly for no more than 15 seconds. Every day when I go to bed to rest, 35 is clearly snoring in front of her feet. The moment she turns off the light, she rushes into the bedroom with a swish. After driving him out, he kept scratching the door and shouting. I ignored him and just raised his head. Unable to bear it, I spread an extra special sheet and slept soundly for about 10 minutes. Then I walked back to the nest to sleep. After we have been together for a long time, 35 also knows my schedule. At about the same time every morning, he will knock on the door to wake you up. Unless you open the door, it is impossible to sleep in.
35 When he first came here, he lived alone and autistic, traveling alone and drinking alone. I took Thirty-Five to a cafe on weekends, and Thirty-Five would just lie down on the chair, not running around or making trouble. We two brothers spent a very pleasant time with each other.
In order to give him a complete life, I asked my friends to post on the Internet "Spent a lot of money to ask for a child". I found him two wives and gave birth to 6 children. After causing harm to the leather sofa between us, I took him to the hospital for a quick break. Since then, 35's temperament has changed drastically. He ignored me for a whole week, and his weight has become uncontrollable. Later, with various canned services, the relationship was restored to its original state.
In the blink of an eye, 35 is now over 7 years old. Although some people say that men don’t have cats and women don’t have dogs, but in my opinion, every animal has spirituality. As long as you treat it with care, it will give you more in return than you pay