I have always had the memory of having pets. I can't remember a time when I didn't have a puppy in my home. And as an adult, I learned to love and treat these little animals as part of the family and not just as pets, with all the responsibilities that entails.
I remember that during the Covid, there were hardly any medicines for people in Cuba, and a blister of antibiotics cost an arm and a leg. My little dog got very sick and with a shortage of almost everything, we had to buy the medicines he needed, which were not few or cheap. Today he is there, healthy and sleeping next to me as I write this post. (...and i love him so much! 🤗)
I've never had cats, I don't really know why. Because I like them, not as much as puppies, but I find them very funny.
One day my mother saw a cat in the backyard of her house and told me about it. I laughed and told her that it wasn't a male cat at all, but a female cat, and that she was probably going to have kittens. We started looking around the yard and found the den. There she was with her two babies, in the house where we keep the water motor that is never turned on.
From that day on, the dynamic at my mother's house changed. At first it was just giving them food and water until they got used to our presence. Now the kittens never leave the house! They run around the dining room and kitchen all the time and occasionally sneak into other rooms. They mostly sleep inside, although mommy cat prefers to sleep outside.
And me, I always end up on the floor playing with them, because especially Misa, the white one, is very playful, although she was very wild at the beginning and could barely get a few meters away from us without running away. I always stare at them a lot, as their looks are extremely captivating. So of course I have to take a picture, or two or... 😜.
SPANISH VERSION
Desde siempre tengo el recuerdo de haber tenido animales domésticos. No recuerdo momentos en los que no hubiera un perrito en mi hogar. Y en la adultez he aprendido a querer y a tratar a esos animalitos como parte de la familia y no como solo una mascota, con todas las responsabilidades que conlleva.
Recuerdo que durante el Covid, en Cuba apenas habían medicamentos para las personas y un blíster de antibióticos costaba un ojo de la cara. Mi perrito se me enfermó bien malito y en plena pandemia, con una escasez de casi todo, tuvimos que zapatear los medicamentos que necesitaba que no fueron pocos. Hoy esta ahí, sanito durmiendo a mi lado mientras escribo este post.
Pero no vamos de perritos hoy. Sino de estas criaturas misteriosas: Los gatos. Nunca tuve gatos, no sé porqué la verdad. Porque si que me gustan, no tanto como los perritos, pero me resultan muy graciosos.
Un buen día, mi mamá vio como en el patio de su casa hacia mucha estancia un gato y me lo comentó. Yo me reí y le comenté que de gato macho nada, eso era una gata y seguramente traía consigo gatitos. Nos pusimos a revisar en el patio y encontramos la guarida. Ahí estaba ella con sus dos bebés, en la caseta donde guardamos el motor del agua, que nunca se enciende. A partir de ese día, la dinámica en casa de mi mamá cambió. Al comienzo solo incluía ponerles comidita y agua hasta que se acostumbraran a nuestra presencia. Ahora, los gatitos no salen de la casa! Andan correteando todo el rato por el comedor y la cocina y de vez en cuando se cuelan en otras habitaciones. Duermen casi siempre dentro, aunque mamá gata prefiere dormir en el exterior.
GEAR:
