A promise I won't keep with my cat

　My family has had several generations of cats, and these cats have always been bred generation after generation without termination, and this stems from the one that just started. Come to think of it, it was already 5 years ago.

　　At that time, my elder sister was away, and the atmosphere at home is very quiet, I proposed to a kitten, then I finally waited for a yellow and white hair, very lively kitten, it often rolled around in the sun, a wool ball, a pen are its toys, it always pounced to grab, grabbed and pounced. There is a grape arbor in the yard of the house, and it often sleeps on the sofa under the arbor, consuming hours of its time. He was so charming that he soon adopted another beaver-colored male cat. They both had a very good relationship and knew how to be popular, and every day when we had to leave for school, they both always came running back one after the other. After a few months, the yellow cat's belly grew bigger and bigger, so we knew he was going to be a mother.

　　One day, the cat suddenly "meowed, meowed", and we knew that the cat was going to give birth, and we were both happy and worried. Since we had not delivered the cat, we called the original owner of the cat to take care of it. The owner of the cat was from a famous cat family in our area, she did not have children, so she kept cats for fun, and there were more than a dozen of them.

　　Since our two families are not very far away, she arrived at my house in ten minutes. But we were busy for most of the day, and the yellow cat did not feel like it was going to be born. It was dark, and the cat owner had to go back, telling us some precautions before she left. In the early morning, the yellow cat finally gave birth to six kittens, originally thought it would be afraid of birth, but the yellow cat let us must be present, walking it will stand up and scream. After the birth, we put the kittens in a big paper box with their mother cat. What was even more interesting was that the little civet cats would always forbid down their noses and open their mouths when they peeked at the kittens, as if there was a smell they didn't like. When we went to see them, some of the kittens recognized us and rubbed against us, leaving us with tears when we left, and then some of the cats were run over by a car, some died from medication, some ran away, and some went missing. The other cats were lost.

　　I wanted to change the fate of these cats, but I couldn't do it. Whenever I see these two kittens at home, I think about how happy they are.

　One day it was raining, we didn't see the mother cat at night, and we didn't hear back when we called her outside. But the next morning, we went out and found the yellow cat lying under the grapevine, its body was all wet from the rain, and it didn't eat even when we fed it something.

　　Soon after we moved to a new home and the 3 cats went to a new environment. While the little civet cat did not go out to play as before after the move, and would later slowly try to go out, the two kittens played in the yard without worrying about the world outside the yard. One evening in autumn, my mother brought back a kitten from work. At first, we all thought it was the kitten in the house that had gone out and gotten lost, but when we came home, we found the two kittens sleeping nicely on the bed. Seeing that the kitten was small and thin, we decided to keep it for a few days before sending it away. But not more than half a month after we gave it away, we found it outside the door again, and it ran back, still as thin as before, maybe it has not been fed for a long time. The first one is also a keeper and the second one is also a release, so take it all. Keeping no problem, just one more cat to eat, but the little civet cat does not tolerate it, every day to find opportunities to bite it. The little abandoned cat is very depressed, perhaps it also knows that this temporary place to provide shelter does not last. We sent the little abandoned cat twice more, but it ran back. Once it was sent to its aunt's house, which was not far away, and then it ran back halfway; once it was sent out of town, but it went on a hunger strike and hit the glass. The last time, the little abandoned cat was bitten by a civet cat and its hind legs were broken, and a large piece of skin fell off. I stroked the abandoned cat, I was so afraid, so afraid that it would never be cared for like this again, so afraid that I would never see it again, and even more afraid that I didn't know what would happen to it in the future. I said to it with tears in my eyes: "Cat, don't run away when you get to someone else's house, no one will bully you in the future, and you can sleep well. I will come to see you, be good!" It seemed to understand something and licked my hand with its tongue and kept wagging its tail, which was a promise between me and it.