As someone who dislikes trouble and has a touch of cleanliness, when I decided to raise a cat, my heart was filled with trepidation and unease. However, the month I’ve spent with my Siamese cat, 77, has completely changed my perspective. This experience, though full of challenges, has also brought me unexpected joy and happiness.
When I first dealt with scooping the cat litter, I truly understood the “power” of cat feces. Having had no previous contact with cats, I never expected cat poop to be so pungent. What’s more frustrating is that 77 couldn’t clean itself after defecating, so I had to act like an overprotective mother, constantly keeping an eye on its “movements” and cleaning up after it. For someone with a cleanliness obsession like me, this was undoubtedly a huge test. But whenever I looked into its innocent eyes, all my complaints would turn into helpless affection.
In terms of the costs of raising a cat, although Siamese cats are relatively affordable, 77 cost me 1000 yuan. However, the initial purchase of various supplies such as cat food, cat litter, and cat litter boxes added up to more than 4000 yuan. There will be ongoing expenses in the future, but I’m willing to give it the best life I can without reducing my own living standards. After all, it has become a part of my life.
The liveliness and hyperactivity of Siamese cats are vividly demonstrated in 77. It’s like a tireless “little rascal.” Even the vet was amazed at its naughtiness during the physical examination. When it sleeps, it’s like a peaceful little angel, with its fluffy neck fur making me want to stroke it. But once it wakes up, it starts its “parkour mode,” dashing around the house without a hint of elegance. Yet, it’s precisely this energetic naughtiness that has added so much fun to my life.
When 77 first came home, it unfortunately caught a cold, sneezing, with a runny nose and watery eyes. Seeing it uncomfortable, my heart ached. To treat its illness, I bought Solu – Medrol cold medicine and eye drops and took care of it for nearly two weeks. The process of feeding it medicine wasn’t easy and required a great deal of patience. Fortunately, 77 was relatively cooperative and could take the medicine on its own. Even though I sometimes got in a mess from the snot it flicked around, I never thought of giving up.
Recently, 77, who is almost four months old, suddenly started to bite. The first time it bit me, I was angry and upset, and I couldn’t help but scold it. Later, I changed my approach. When bitten, I would cry out in pain and then walk away silently. Gradually, it seemed to understand my feelings. Now, although it still occasionally grabs my hand, it only touches it lightly and immediately releases it when it hears me cry out. This makes me extremely gratified.
As time passes, 77’s back fur is showing signs of “darkening,” which is a characteristic of Siamese cats. I’m doing my best to keep it warm, but in my eyes, even if it turns into a “little coal ball,” it’s still incredibly cute.
In this one month, from the initial discomfort to our current mutual dependence, the warmth and touch that 77 has brought me far exceed my imagination. I once thought that raising a cat was asking for trouble, but now I look forward to going home every day. Its company has made me no longer feel lonely. Playing with it and watching it grow have become the most precious treasures in my life. It has not only helped me develop the good habit of going to bed early and getting up early but also become the motivation for me to work hard. It has even given me new topics to talk about with my friends.
Taking on the responsibility of a life is never an easy task, and Siamese cats may not be the easiest to raise. But for me, raising 77 is the best decision I’ve ever made. I hope everyone who has the idea of raising a cat can gather the courage to embrace this unique beauty and harvest their own happiness and joy.
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