I love cats. They are graceful, playful and beautiful. I love how they act around without care. I love how curious they are. I love how athletic they can be. I love their mews. I love their fur. I love their soft, squishy padded foot. But unfortunately, pets are not allowed in my place – apartment rule. Oh how sad. Why would the landlord prohibit pets such as cats and dogs.
I fell in love with cats when I was around 4 or 5 I guess. When I was outside our house playing by myself, I saw two kittens playing around and chasing a butterfly. The way they move and jump around as well as their playful nature really grabbed my attention. The more I looked at them, the more I became interested in them. Turns out, they were the kittens from our neighbors’ cat and I was so happy when I found out that I can pet them. It was hard for me to express my feeling when I ran my fingertips on the kittens’ fur. It was so soft and silky.
One time, our house was plagued by mice. My mom then asked our neighbor if we could borrow his cat. I was so excited that time because I thought we will finally have a cat. But my mother had a different plan in mind. She borrowed the cat to get rid of all the mice inside the house. That time, for the first time in my life, I saw that cats are accomplished hunters. I was amazed on how quick and agile a cat is.
Ever since then, I became a cat person.