Then I'm a cat,
Independence, freedom, agility,
I can still sleep a lot.
I think I will choose marine animals, because I love and yearn for the sea very much. Children born in summer will always be branded with the phrase "Summer is the best".
I thought I would choose a bird, because I was so eager to fly freely that I never stopped longing for the distance.
I thought I would choose carnivores running on the grassland, such as jaguar and African lion ... because I miss the African prairie so much, it is endless and magnificent.
I thought at least I would choose a dog, a handsome shepherd I always liked, or a smart and lovely schnauzer. Dogs are so loyal and docile.
However, in the end I chose to be the most common cat in my life.
I think it may be that I finally realized and landed.
Or maybe, I have kept the cat "gourd" for almost a year, and it has been engraved in my heart.
I like cats and dogs since I was a child. My mother likes these little animals very much, but my father doesn't like them very much. Until now, she still expressed her strong opposition to the gourd from a distance.
I had cats at home several times when I was a child. I still remember when I graduated from primary school, there was a small window near the roof of my dormitory, facing the corridor. The cat at home pulls out a hole in the screen window, often runs out from there to play, and then goes back the same way. A few times, I even brought back a mouse from outside, which made me panic for a while. Adults would angrily scold it for throwing away the mouse.
Later, he entered junior high school and high school, and his studies were heavier. Cats and dogs were not allowed at home.
I just joined the work more than ten years ago, and my colleagues got a little white cat from nowhere and planned to raise it by themselves. Finally, I asked to take it back and bring it back to the shared house without my roommate's consent. A kitten just one or two months old is so small that it can be stuffed into the big pocket of an apron or nested in the hole of my cotton slippers, so I named it Tuantuan.
Tuan Tuan is a male cat, which grows bigger and bigger, and moved with us once in the middle. He is also an experienced cat. When they get to their new homes, more and more groups begin to show the vitality and naughty of boys, often jumping up and down and picking things everywhere. The most irritating and helpless thing is that my roommate and my rattan furniture are tools for practicing claws, and the peeled outer layer will drop.
Tuan Tuan's naughty and my own uncertainty about whether I can take care of it all the time made me finally make up my mind to give Tuan Tuan to the cleaning aunt of my roommate's unit. After that, I stopped asking questions, but I was always worried. I feel guilty that I didn't finish it well.
I didn't have a cat for the next ten years. I don't pay much attention to cats. Although I saw that they would Doby them, I became realistic and objective. I will evaluate whether my present situation is suitable for raising them and whether I have the ability to raise them.
Until two years ago, there were some twists and turns in my life. I saw a sister send a photo of a kitten born to a stray cat in her community. Every time, I can't help but comment and ask about the progress, but I shrink back again and again to calm myself down and dare not easily move my mind about raising cats.
Last year, that sister sent another photo, which was the granddaughter of the cat two years ago! And it's a little black cat with four claws and a white collar. Although it's only a full moon, it's cute, compact and smart.
I was stabbed for no reason. Although I still thought for a while, I quickly made a decision and told my sister that I wanted to adopt. Later, my sister sent some photos of kittens playing together, which made me decide to adopt another little civet with a gray pattern.
Although my state is not very stable at the moment, I believe that the choice I made at the age of 37 is more firm than the impulse at the age of 25. Maybe I already know that I am ready, and Iceberg is willing to bear all the joys and sorrows that may exist after owning a cat. There will be joy and trouble.
However, when the elder sister wanted to send the cat, the clever little black hid and couldn't catch it. The elder sister had to take the little civet cat first, which is now the gourd.
Later, all kinds of misfortunes never came together at the right time, and Xiaohei was put on hold. So now it's just me and that stupid gourd.
After getting along for nearly a year, I was slapped when I first arrived. I was timid and began to snuggle up at my feet and legs, eating and sleeping every day. A small piece of paper and a chestnut shell can make it peel for a long time, which is really happy.
Before you know it, more than a thousand words are beside the point. I'll make up why I chose a cat later. In fact, it is the feeling in my heart.
PS, after choosing this topic, I heard a song "I am a cat, meow meow ..." which seems to be from Yi Nengjing.