Another day, another pet story to share with you. Today's blog is featuring our little troublemakers at home.
Our Pet Cats: Kring-kring, Senku, and Tiger
Kring-kring — is definitely the trouble-maker. He’s the loudest and naughtiest, but also the most clingy. The moment he hears a plastic crinkle or sees us eating, he won’t stop meowing until he gets food too.
Senku — chill, lazy, and our mother cat. She was the type to come and go quietly without ever starting fights. She once had a kitten named Bambi, but we lost her. Huhu
Tiger — the one-eyed, grumpy but unbothered cat with a short temper. She lost one eye in an accident and gradually lost weight over time. I thought she was going to die because she was so weak, but I kept feeding her and she regained her strength.
I woke up early and checked the table. Only a little corned beef was left — my siblings’ brought them for lunch and Mama haven't eaten breakfast — so I planned to save half. I got rice first and left it for a second. When I turned back, there was Kring-kring, munching away. I got so mad I hit him with a stick. But he kept coming back. I ended up just shooing him away. I was frustrated because that was all we had. But I let it slide. Maybe he was just hungry too.
Rather than stress about it, I looked for other food to eat.
Meet our pet dog, Lecey. We named him that because he’s super energetic and playful. He’s been on a leash since he was a puppy, and he still is today. He’s still skinny, but his fur has grown longer.
It was bath time, but Lecey went first. He’s not a fan of water so he wouldn’t stop wiggling. I even tried taking pictures, but he was too busy moving — not a single good one. I let him dry first before untying him so he could go run around.
His fur was getting in the way of his eyes, so I thought of cutting it. Mama wouldn’t let me though. She was worried Lecey might bite me since nobody could hold him. Now he won’t even come when I call. He just runs off like he thinks I’ll hurt him. HAHA.
This is Mating, our other dog. She’s a mom who lost three puppies. Every time she gave birth, the puppies wouldn’t survive and she ended up eating them. I still don’t understand why. Despite being old, she’s still really small. She’s closest to my brother. He loves playing with her — he’d hold her paws and make her dance and stand.
Whenever I call her, Mating comes running and immediately clings to me. She’s the sweetest and clingiest one. Plus, she’s so photogenic — she loves being in front of the camera and grabbing the attention.
Home alone hits different — it’s boring and quiet. Aside from chores, there’s nothing else to do. I just crave company, and that’s what my pets give me. Even with all their naughtiness, they make things a little better.
This ends my blog. Thank you for your time. See you again on my next one. Lovelots😘
_Emmin◉‿◉msss
All the images are mine and edited using Canva.
