Prose in the days with cats

I like small animals since I was a child, such as chickens, ducklings, birds, kittens (but I hate puppies and think other people's dogs are too fierce and flustered) ... I almost love them all. You should know that they are all small lives, so weak and so cute, which makes people feel loved. Although my family is not rich, fortunately, my parents acquiesced in my "hobby", which allowed me to play with small animals in the palm of my hand at will.

When we talk about cats, we can't help but remember the joy of owning cats as a child. It's as vivid as yesterday. We love and keep cats blindly and enjoy ourselves as the king of kittens, haha.

At that time, I had two conditions to play with cats. First, I had to be smart. Second, I had to be beautiful. I was smart, lovable and beautiful, hehe. I prefer yellow cats and carp cats. My cats must be sleek, round and full of air, and they will do whatever they want (don't say that cats can only "meow" and quite understand people's meaning). Before school, the kitten will see me off, and when I come back from school, the kitten will meet me. With a meow, it jumped into my hand or stood on my shoulder and followed me home triumphantly. When I do my homework, the kitten is at the corner of the table with me, or sprawled on all fours, or huddled in a circle, quiet and silent (I know very well that homework can't be easily disturbed). Once I finish my homework, I'm going to get up. Well, the kitten will be naughty, jump on her legs and make a purring sound. I want to hug her, haha!

At that time, cats only needed to be fed some white rice from time to time, and they never needed food from their owners (unlike cats now, they were so delicate and difficult to serve, and they had to have cat food for every meal). Moreover, often, it can catch some fish for its owner, which is amazing. At that time, a carp cat that I raised at home was strong, like a tiger, very energetic and best at fishing. There is a small ditch not far from home. When it rains, the water will gurgle, and the small fish and shrimp will come with the water. Amy will follow the sound and wait for the rabbit with her eyes open. As soon as the fish shakes her tail, she quickly puts out her front paws and grabs it. The whole action is in one go, clean, beautiful and amazing. When she caught the fish, Amy didn't think of enjoying it alone, but went home with it to ask her master for credit and reward. Every time I see Amy covered in mud and dirty, even her beard is covered with mud, and I often can't help laughing. Then I watch her put down the fish that has been bitten to death in front of her master (sometimes the fish is not small, and it is quite heavy when she comes home with the fish in her mouth, so that she has to stop talking on the way several times, but it is rare that she never greedy). When listening to her master's praise and praise, she looks satisfied. It understands.

among animals, cats are probably the most concerned about their own hygiene. First, it never urinates anywhere, so it must find a fixed place to solve it, or the coal ash that the owner has given it, or a quiet place that it has asked for. Moreover, it will never let the excrement be exposed after defecation, and it must be covered with dirt or something, and the smell must be checked repeatedly with its nose before it can rest assured (if it is locked indoors and it can't find a suitable place to urinate, it will make a big noise with irritability); Second, it washes its face every day, dips its front paws in saliva and wipes it on its face, and washes it patiently for a long time, especially after every meal. At ordinary times, the body is dirty, and it's okay. It will lick it with its tongue coating, and no matter how dirty it is, it can lick Mao Mao clean all over the body. So self-disciplined, it makes people feel sad.

A cat has many special functions. First, its eyes turn into a thin line at noon every day, and then it returns to the shape of a jujube pit after noon. Its eyes, in the dark, will emit green light, which makes the timid people afraid; Secondly, the cat has extraordinary balance ability, and it will never fall to death in general. For example, sometimes someone gets angry, grabs the cat and throws it into the air. The cat is not afraid of danger in the scream, and when landing, it must land on all fours first, safe and sound; Third, the cat walks silently and moves quickly, so the hateful mouse has become its loser ... < P > Cats have always had the reputation of "lazy cats", which is true. In people's eyes, the cat is mostly huddled in a circle all day, sleeping like a fiddle. I really don't know why it can't wake up. But I think that cats are sleepy every day and fresh at night. When they have enough sleep during the day, they can open their eyes and be good at catching rats at night, hehe.

Cats are small and eat a small amount, so they are called "cat rice" (meaning they only eat a little at every meal). But how clever the cat is. Besides its own job-catching mice (a good cat will take care of three places, and our neighbors will benefit if we lose mice), our cats also have many "responsibilities", which is quite interesting.

I remember one time, probably on a holiday, when a table was set at home to pay homage to my ancestors. Adults were busy walking in and out of the ground and told me not to let chickens fly up and steal food. I was just about to go out to play when I called out, "Amy, Amy!" " A little later, Amy, who was sleeping somewhere, answered, and I immediately ordered it: "Take care, don't let the chicken eat it!" " Amy seemed to understand, and with a whoosh, she got on the stool and dragged her tail and sat down on the stool. As soon as my mother turned around and saw me run away, she called a cat to take care of it. Although it was angry and funny, it was not surprising, because the cat's honesty and self-discipline were obvious, and it was completely safe to have a cat in charge.

Sure enough, the chickens at home are salivating when they see their master leave, flapping their wings and wanting to serve. Is the cat willing? It stared with a "meow", its hair stood on end, its body swelled, its mouth made a horrible "whirring" sound, and it was offensive. The chicken was not stupid, and it was already stunned at first sight, and it quickly fled in the cry of panic. At this time, just as the dog next door poked around at the door, the cat quickly jumped off the stool and ran to the door, his whole body hair stood on end, and he launched an attack on the dog with a whirring sound. It is reported that the dog was most afraid of the cat's move, and he turned and fled before the war. Originally here, the cat had won. I didn't expect it to be smart, and it didn't relax its vigilance against the dog. It was afraid that the dog would sneak in from the front door if it didn't go through the back door, so it quickly ran to the front door to look around. If it saw the dog sneaking around the front door, haha, the cat performed its offensive skills again, and the dog finally fled.

everyone who sees this scene is amazed.

At that time, it was not uncommon for people to own cats, but some people always had difficulty in owning cats. Cats were either lean and listless, disappeared or died inexplicably, while others stole food, which made their owners hate it. My cat had no such inferiority, and its natural reputation was far-reaching. Once the mother cat gave birth, people who wanted cats would definitely line up, and we were happy to do a ready-made good thing. But to tell you the truth, every time I see such a small, lovely, sleek and round cat, I always feel reluctant to give it up. However, due to the majesty of my parents, I can only reserve my opinion. Who let us be just a villain and have no decision? Besides, if you don't give it away, the number of cats at home will expand sharply, but what can you do?

On one occasion, the kitten in our family had long since disappeared, but a neighbor insisted on begging for a cat from my family, saying that their son's house in the mountainous area was infested with rats and had been harassed and unable to live a normal life. In order to show sincerity and urgency, they carried a basket full of mountain sweets as a gift. Sweet glutinous rice has always been my favorite, especially the sweet glutinous rice produced in the mountains, which is dry, fragrant and sweet after steaming. That is delicious, and it makes people drool when I think about it (neighbors are grabbing my weakness and attacking my weakness). But I tried my best to control my craving and refused, because there were only two cats and mothers at home at that time, big or small, both of which were my treasures, and I couldn't bear to give up my love. But my parents really couldn't beat others, and repeatedly mobilized me to support one out. After repeated ideological and political work, it was later agreed that no matter how big or small the cat is, let the neighbors catch one by luck. Cats are spiritual. When strangers came to their homes and roughed them up, they felt that they had escaped without a trace. At the last moment, I came forward to call back the cat, closed my eyes and caught the yellow kitten and gave it to my neighbor. At that moment, my neighbor smiled brightly, but I wanted to cry, but what could I do?

I never thought that the next morning, my neighbors came home and said that the yellow cat had been awake all night and screamed all night, which made their hair stand on end and they couldn't sleep. I chuckled in my heart, and I deserved it. Who asked you to insist? So he immediately ran to his house to see the kitten that had been tossing all night. As soon as the kitten hiding in the corner saw me, she immediately jumped on me, with tears in her eyes, licking me and "purring". That affectionate gesture seemed to express her grievances to me, which made me want to take her home at once! When I look at its rice bowl, I really don't have anything to say. In that era when the material life was quite poor, the new owner gave it the highest treatment, but it actually went on a hunger strike and didn't move, which shows how backbone it is!

that night, it was stormy, and I was immersed in my thoughts about the kitten, and my mood was quite low. I knew it would be "taken" to a family in the mountains the next day. Unexpectedly, about eight or nine o'clock, the wooden rear window of the house was knocked open with a bang. In the dim light, I saw the old cat coming in covered in mud, and behind it, I actually followed the little yellow cat, which was also covered in mud and had a bitten rope around her neck. God, at that moment, the whole family was shocked! We can't know how the old cat saved the child or how the rope was bitten off. But there is a very strong feeling: this cat must be unable to give away!

The kitten finally escaped, but for the sake of neighborhood friendship, the parents gave the old cat away, and the scene was very tragic. It's a pity that the old cat, although it accomplished its mission well, mistakenly entered the rat trap set by others after February, and died innocently, which made me sad for a long time. Alas ...

Practice makes you heartless? This statement is true. If you keep a kitten for a long time, you will definitely have feelings. At that time, I was young and didn't know anything about hygiene. When I saw a funny, obedient and clever kitten, how could I resist hugging, teasing and making out with it?

I remember that at that time, I liked to let cats lick their fingers with their tongues, because its tongue coating was very rough, and it felt quite comfortable to lick. As long as I say "Amy, lick it!" The cat that can sense words and deeds will stick out its red small tongue, lick it patiently on my finger, and lick it at different angles around the direction of my finger, and it must be with its eyes closed, as if it were very intoxicated. As for me, I am proud because of the kitten's cleverness.

hehe, now that I think about it, it's actually very, very scary. How dirty it is for a cat to lick its fingers. How can it be licked? That's like being scratched or bitten by a cat. That's rabies vaccine! Besides, how many bacteria should there be in cats! Some cats are prone to fleas. If you pull out Mao Mao to look for them, you will often find fleas crawling around quickly, giving people goose bumps. And young me, how have I ever understood these truths? Occasionally, my parents criticized me. Once, my dad was very fierce. At that time, I did promise not to play again, but later, hehe, naturally, I admitted my mistake and never changed.

Cats are afraid of cold. As soon as they enter winter, they prefer to stick to people. They crawl on your legs to keep warm during the day and get into bed at night. For this matter, I have been scolded a lot, especially when the cat gets into the master's bed in the light bone sound of "Gollum" at night. Nine times out of ten, it will be beaten, but I will secretly allow the cat to come in. Cats are smart, too. They probably know that they are actually not very hygienic. They usually consciously crawl behind your feet and sleep next to your feet. Sometimes, the quilt is so tightly packed that it can't get in, so it purrs on the quilt, and it won't escape even if you play tricks on it under the quilt.

I remember one time, a guest came to my house, a young girl (I called her aunt), who stayed at my house at night. Adults told me to get out of bed and give up my seat, but I resolutely obeyed, but I was laughing in my heart. Sure enough, I don't know when it was, maybe it was the middle of the night. The aunt's panic-stricken scream woke up all the dreamers. My mother reacted quickly and immediately understood what was going on. She quickly got up to appease: "Don't be afraid, it must be my cat, which made my little boy spoil and always go to bed." Aunt's trembling voice brought tears into her eyes: "When I touched the quilt, how could there be anything furred and purring? It scared me to death!"

Therefore, it became a joke among relatives that cats disturb guests in the middle of the night.

I'm proud of keeping a cat, so I'll let it practice cat skills. In addition to its instinctive function of catching mice, I like to let cats walk upright with their tails dragged, that is, their front paws stretch forward to keep their natural state and their rear paws walk on the ground. Sometimes I give it something to eat, such as bones. I specially put it in my hand and hold out my hand to let it pick it up. The height is just where the cat stands. In order to eat, the cat naturally keeps walking in a standing posture. If you move one step, it will follow the other. If you move it, it will move a little. After a long time, it has actually practiced one skill, and the cat can walk upright for n minutes. Sometimes it can't hold on, and it will put its front paws on your hand and then keep an upright posture. The scene was particularly funny. When strangers saw it, most of them made a fuss: "Strange, cats can be trained like this?" What I am proud of is undoubtedly one of the most fulfilling things in my childhood, haha ...

The clever cat accompanied me through that childlike age, and that happiness made me immerse myself in the aftertaste for a long time ...