In my house now there is a cat. A wounded white cat. You can see on his face.
First he came, this injured white cat immediately stood at the front door of our house a few months ago. This injured white cat continues to meow never stop. He looks very hungry, said our daughter, who is still in elementary school.
Yes, this injured white cat is so hungry that he eats it greedily, said our daughter who mixed rice with a piece of fish and then placed it in the corner of our house.
Now my child is willing to set aside a little allowance to buy cat food at the store for an injured white cat. Now this cat, is really healthy and looks fat now compared to when he first came.
Actually, I don't like cats. For me, cats are annoying animals. I hate cats that urinate / defecate in the wrong place. But it's different from this injured white cat. I've never seen him do the thing I dislike the most.
Now this injured white cat has become part of our family. My wife and I often feed him. To this day, this injured white cat has never once entered our house even though the door is open. When he heard us eat, the cat just stood at the front door and meowed several times to tell us that he was hungry too. Then one of us came out to feed him and he stopped meowing.
Many thanks,
Pessal