7.0 The Beard Of Our Lovely Garfield. A Gift For Cat Lovers.

Time to time there were a few Cats in our home and, we love all those little kittens a lot. We used to treat them like our family members. Therefore, certain people in our neighborhood brought the kittens to our home when they have more. Some people were like thieves. When they did not want to have more baby kittens, they put them in our yard. Those days, it was a pleasure to see a couple of kittens in our yard. We would like to see kittens in different colors. We loved the "Orange" color the most. However, there were very few kittens in the "Orange" color. We had many black and white cats.

I'm Sorry! I would like to express my sympathy for the whole cat society because of this incident. So, when this situation was happening, there were no cats in our home. But there was a group of cats who used to visit our house.

One big black and a Fluffy Cat came to our house regularly. We put our maximum effort to keep and pet that cat. But, we never got a chance to keep him as he was a big cat like a wildcat. However, it was a big-headed cat and, I think that because of the beauty. We liked his fluffy look. So, in addition to that proud cat, the other cat guys came in for food.  There was no difficulty in catching them as the union of people is common for them. They used to go to many houses to find food. My mother did not like that cat crowd like me and, my younger sister. At the same time, they were big trouble for my mother due to different reasons. Pooping in the corners of our house, hiding little kittens in the cloth racks and, tearing chair covers were some reasons. So, they were a big headache for my mother. Therefore, we could not adopt our own cat.

So, this misfortune had happened to one of the cats who came to our home. Actually, before I did this, I thought about it as a service that I could give to that cat.

Weird Beard! On that day I saw a grown beard on the face of that cat. As my father was also not keeping a beard like that, I thought to trim the whiskers of that cat as well. As the first thing, my father used to apply soap in his face. Therefore I also followed the same process. It was not an easy job. The cat was struggling to go away, but I could apply soap in his face. I tied him in the door like a dog to make the task easier. But he tried a lot to go out. However, I finished applying soap. Huh… Now it's time to shave the beard. However, it was not exactly like my father’s job. Some white hair has fallen on the floor to make sure the task had done. After that, according to the routine of my father, I washed his face and wiped well using a towel. Then removed the tie and let him move.  He didn’t wait for at least one second and ran away. What I thought was, he should offer gratitude for the service given. 

So that afternoon when my father came home, I told the whole story with him. As soon as he heard, he suddenly asked 'Oh my god, why did you do that for innocent cat and, that story spoiled his face even. I thought why did it bad for a cat if shaving is good for my father. That was my argument. After that, my father said, 'Dear, the Beard is important for animals like cats and, they have to use their beard for most of the tasks they do. So, now the worst thing had happened to that cat according to my father. 'What will happen to that cat guy?. I have been thinking for days because he never came to our home again.

After that, I did not make any trouble for cats. These animals like our own family members as we used to adopt cats as pets later. 

They were our family members! We treated them like our siblings. We used to call them as Sister or Brother. Sometimes we called them using names of humans. My mother did not like those names and, she asked us to put suitable names for them. She pointed out that there could be neighbors who have the same names and, it is not good for their respect. So, with these conditions, if we saw little cats on the road, I came home with a Heavy Heart. Their situation made me sad.

Even though this is a small story, I thought of writing this to show the generous feelings we have in our childhood. I know that now I do not have generous feelings up to that extent. 

Today also we can see little Cats live on the roads. But now we don’t want to bring them home. We know that their lives are at risk when they live near the main road where there are many vehicles. If I observe the thoughts of my colleague or sibling also, I can see how these thoughts have reduced up to now. As an adult, we don’t have that soft heart we had when we were kids.

Most of the time, I think that the mental state of every child is the same. By looking at my sister's little one, I could see the softness we had in our Childhood. One day he saw a little kitten and, she was laid down on a floor without her gang. So, out little one thought that she does not have her family members. He said that “see grandfather, how poor? This cat is left alone, and they do not have any parents or siblings”. The facial impressions he had at that time were horrible and, I thought that he would cry.

How cute and pure hearts do these kids have before moving into society as adults? 

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