My silver shaded British Shorthair is truly a unique and endearing presence in my life, often behaving like the “love – stricken puppy” of the cat world.
A few months ago, when my place wasn’t yet fully tidied up, every time I called his name, he would dash over immediately with remarkable agility. It was at that moment that his “love – stricken” nature was vividly revealed. When he first came to my home, he was still a tiny little thing, but he was already three months old. His eyes were incredibly large. Initially, I worried that with such large eyes, would they be out of proportion as he grew up, and would he not look good? However, as time passed, those big eyes only added to his charm.
Right from the start, he was extremely clingy. He loved to climb onto my lap and fall asleep there, showing his complete and unreserved trust in me. His collection of sleeping postures was quite a sight. He slept in all sorts of funny positions, with his little body curled up in some and sprawled out in others, always looking so peaceful and adorable.
Kittens grow up astonishingly fast. In what seemed like the blink of an eye, he had become much larger. But since he was a kitten, he had issues like cat ringworm. Despite this, because I was so fond of him, I brought him home anyway. At that time, he always looked a bit dirty. But as I took care of him day by day, something amazing happened. The more I raised him, the better his fur felt to the touch. He gradually became whiter and cleaner, and he also loved to act cute.
As the days went by, he became more and more chubby, with a round and plump body. His once – small frame had now filled out into a delightfully round shape. But as this little guy grew up, he also started to play some pranks. For example, he once managed to lock me out on the balcony. Another time, he showed a strange preference for wearing my shoes. He would stick his little head into my shoes and walk around clumsily, looking rather comical.
Then, all of a sudden, he started to become more laid – back. One day, he fell off the table, and for a long time, I didn’t hear a sound. When I went to check, I found that he had fallen asleep right where he landed. Sleeping seemed to be his favorite thing in the world. Every day, his favorite activity was to rub against me. My other cat, the older sister, was a very aloof and elegant “goddess.” It would take a long time of petting her before she would start to purr. But for him, all it took was just one look from me, and he would be so happy that every single hair on his body seemed to be dancing with joy.
He follows me everywhere I go, his eyes always fixed on me. Whether I’m moving around the house, doing chores, or just sitting on the couch, he is right there by my side, as if I am the most important thing in his world. He has truly become an inseparable part of my daily life, bringing me countless joys and surprises with his unique and lovable personality.
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