Cats...cats...cats are everywhere....
We see cats on the market, cats on the streets, and more cats on the park. They are everywhere. Some are neat and smart...Some are shy and timid. Some may look fierce and cruel...Some of them are hairy and some are bald. Some had green eyes, while other had brown. Some of them have lovely face, but some possess a fighting look....
Caught by the cats
I don't know why I am very fond of taking care of cats. Since childhood, I already has a soft spot for cats. If Isee a hurting one, I immediately get it and apply some medicines until it is healed. When I see them getting wet under the rain, I run and catch them and adopt them. When there are cats rushing in to our home, I offer them food until they come to stay with us and live and bear kittens..
A Parade of my Cats
Cats make me complete
My whole life is a life of taking care of cats. I never mind the cost of catfood spent for them. All I know is that they make my whole day complete and ease the stress I had in my work. My cats are so tender to touch and they know when I am sad. They immediately kiss my hand and touch my legs whenever I am tired. Most of the time, they stay on my bed waiting for me to feed them. When they can't see me the whole day, they are on their room playing and cuddling each other. When they sensed that I am already in the house, they would come out as if telling me that they haven't had their lunch or snacks yet. From that moment, I felt energized and like sons and daughters, I hug them and kiss them one by one....
Chat with cats
There are times I am alone at home and got some quiet time with my cats. I chat with them as if they are my sons. Though we don't have the same language, I know in my heart that we understand each other. They do what I say, when I told them to close the door, Nicky will push the door but of course, he can't close it completely because of his size but at least I know he knows what I said. Brittey is another intelligent cat. She knows when the fridge is open. When she heard the sound of an open fridge, she would run to the dining area and will meow at me as if asking for a strip of fish or whatever is in the fridge.
Love without bound
Loving my cats is like loving my own sons. I never mind what they are,where they came from and what their attitudes are.As long as they stay with me, make me happy and show that they are comfortable with me, I will take care of them.Sometimes my husband would tell me that if not for the cats, maybe the budgets allotted for their food is a budget enough for his garden. Well,of course I know it is a joke because his garden is far more costly than my cat's food. If his garden can make him relax and happy,so does my cats. Even some of my income are spent for them, the happiness they give me is priceless and the love they show is really a therapy for me.