"The reason why cats are fascinated is that they have a temperament that no matter how rich or poor you are, they look down on you." Have you ever seen a cat jumping onto the tidying table and taking its elegant square steps, but staring at the churn pot in a daze? The little eyes, the shrinking pupils, and the slightly moving beard, I wish I could eat the earnestness in my mouth immediately, all of which showed that this is a down-to-earth cat.

This cat is kept by my mother. The lives of the elderly are always monotonous, but since they have raised this cat, their lives have become more colorful. This cat, which is only a few months old, is so good at creating dark history for my mother to show off and make fun of us. She laughs when she says it, and she can’t finish it even with a smile. Its greedy little look made me care about. It’s not that I haven’t eaten, why is it so greedy? Why did my mother raise the noble cat like the greedy Bajie? Looking at the churning chicken in the pot, the clearly extinguished fireworks, and the rolling soup, I was really afraid that it could not help but pick the chestnuts from the fire. This is a naughty and greedy cat, too down-to-earth. The eagerness that jumped up and down, the impatient feeling of scratching the ears and heads, the greedy look that could not be driven away, and the sticky spirit that surrounded people was not loved or scolded. If you want to indulge it, it can make your home go! It has a pair of green cat eyes with starry light, as if it can speak, and when it opens its eyes wide, it can transform people's hearts. No wonder my mother spoiled it. It is said that her daughter is her mother's little cotton-padded jacket. Now this cat has become her little cotton-padded jacket. When it gets cold, my mother holds it and keeps warm to each other; when watching TV, it accompanys it and watches it, and her concentration looks even more dedicated than my mother; when she teases it, she will play with it, throw a back for you and despise you. This early winter, my father's old habits broke down and he was admitted to the hospital. My lonely mother, with the company of this cat, also added a little more comfort and warmth. Suddenly I understood the behavior of the elderly raising small animals. It is the comfort, fun and warmth that children cannot accompany themselves. Time is quiet, thank you!