My 9 year old “yogurt” daily
In our cozy little den lives a super cute nine-year-old cat named Yogurt. You see, they’re nine years old, and they’re no less energetic than those one-month-old kittens.
Every morning, just as the sun shines through the gaps in the curtains into the room, yogurt starts the day full of vitality. It first did an impromptu “parkour” in the living room, “whoosh” from the sofa to the end of the coffee table before I recovered from its series of agile movements, I heard a “snap”, it also pushed small objects on the table, such as my key chain, my son’s small toys to the ground, watching those things tumble, it also circled, Seems very pleased with the “little mess” he has created.
When it comes to eating and drinking, the act of yogurt is both irritating and hilarious. Once, I put the cat food bag in the corner, turn around time, heard a “hiss” sound. Ran over to see, good guy, pudding is using its sharp claws, skillfully grasping the cat food bag, the head is about to get into, eat that called a fragrant. It eats while watching me warily, afraid I will take away its “treasure”. It also has a unique “preference” for drinking water, the son on the table, always attract its attention, while we do not pay attention to it, it put its head into the cup, comfortable to drink water, completely regardless of this is the exclusive son’s cup.
In addition to daily mischief, yogurt is our “wake up officer.” Every morning, just after dawn, he arrives at our bedroom door on time, first with a small “meow”, if no one responds, the bark will gradually become louder, and from time to time he scratches the door until my son and I wake up from sleep. When we wake up, it immediately circles around our feet, urging us to start our day.
As playful as yogurt can be, it also has a quiet and clingy side. As soon as I sat down, he would quietly jump on my lap, find a comfortable position, curl up in a ball, close his eyes and begin to nap. Its soft body, warm body temperature, let me feel as if holding a small hot water bag. If I nest in the sofa, it is even more impolite, directly buttocks sit on me, find the most comfortable posture to lie down, as if I am its exclusive human sofa. Sometimes, I work in front of the computer, it will come to join in the fun, first jump on my leg, stay for a while feel not happy, just lie on my keyboard, with its body to block the screen, hairy head also kept rubbing my hand, as if in a pettle: “Don’t work, play with me for a while.” I can’t concentrate when it’s messing with me. But how could I have the heart to push it away? After all, it’s his unique way of showing love.
Nine-year-old yogurt, like a small complex of contradictions, both has a naughty energetic, but also has a gluttonous and clingy cute. It jumped in my life for nine years, bringing me countless joy and warmth, in the days to come, I hope it can always be so energetic, continue to accompany me through more nine years.
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