Lost a cat

Author: Jimi
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Publish Date: 2005-03-01
Features: The dreams of last night haven't yet awakened, and the dreams of tonight are already upon me. Truly, or falsely, I can't tell. On a Sunday morning, someone is singing. I wake up and fall back asleep. The singing comes from the pale ceiling, from the withered rosebushes; the singing comes from the dripping air vent, from the sighing alarm clock, from the sighing alarm clock; the singing comes from the dark forest, from the misty seaside. I'm always unable to wake up in the city, turning over and over again before falling back asleep. Are you singing? You're off-key. My cat, in my drowsiness, quietly left home. When I was young, I was afraid of cats, thinking they were mysterious creatures. After getting married, I started keeping cats, and my perception of them changed. Gradually, I've grown accustomed to having a cat curled up comfortably, accompanying me while I draw. The three pet cats in our home now are Little Sun, Little Moon, and Flower Flower. They are the cat father, cat mother, and cat child, perfectly mirroring our family. I'm very happy to have cats enter our lives and stories.