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I Love
to Watch Our Cats' Behavior
Kiyomi
Yamazaki from Japan
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Photo:
Kiyomi
Yamazaki
My
younger sister with our cat Hime. Hime
means 'princess' in Japanese, and we call
her that because of her attitude. She
behaves as if she were a
queen.
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There
are two cats in my family. One is called Hime, and
the other is called Goma.
Hime
means 'princess' in Japanese, and we call her that
because of her attitude. My younger sister brought
her home about 7 years ago. She reportedly lived in
a park as an alley cat.
At
that time she was already an adult cat, so she is
supposed to be over 10 years old now. She has long
white, or rather, gray hair with black stripes. I
don't know what kind of cat she is, but it doesn't
matter to us.
When
she came, there were already two cats in my house.
One was Goma, and the other was Goma's father.
Though she was the last cat that became a member of
our house, she soon began to behave as if she were
a queen. She was dignified and even arrogant. She
meowed, not in a pretty voice, but in a deep voice.
She followed my younger sister every day, and she
slept with her at night. She loved to sleep lying
around my sister's neck.
Now
that my sister has left our house, her fangs have
come out; and she looks older. But there is one
thing that has never changed; it is her character.
She is a kind of bold. She always approaches our
guests,meowing in a loud voice that never sounds
pretty. Though she doesn't seem pretty, I love her
efforts to try to show herself
off.
Goma was born with her sister and her brother at my
house nine years ago. She was the last one born in
the litter. The others were soon given to other
families, and she was the last one to remain. I
think that was because her brother had all black
hair and blue eyeshe looked beautiful, and
her sister was very even-tempered.
But
Goma is neither beautiful nor gentle. She has short
black hair, and her face is covered with very
small, brown dots The dots look like sesame; that's
why we named her Goma. In Japanese, goma
means sesame.
She
loved her mother very much, and she never took to
us. But after her mother died, she began to warm up
to us.
Now
she always sits beside my mother while my mother
hangs up our washed clothes to dry in the sun in
our garden. Then she meows, begging my mother to
brush her hair. She leads my mother to the small
table in the garden on which my mother brushes her
hair every day. After the brushing, she disappears
into the garden.
At
night, she always goes to my youngest sister's bed
and pats the edges of the comforter to let her know
that she wants to come up. When she lies on my
youngest sister's arm, she purrs and falls asleep.
I think this is the happiest time for
her.
Although
neither cat takes to me very much, I love to watch
their behavior; sometimes it is funny and
sometimes
it is annoying. I hope they are happy with my
family, and they will live as long as they can.
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