Cats are truly quiet creatures It seems in a moment He will walk into the room Rubbing against both sides of the chair Wanting affection, pets and hugs Or Clattering his bowl Then meowing for food Swishing his tail while waiting for us to come out It seems when we open the front door He'll jump down from the chair Swaying his fluffy fat legs to run to the door Hoping to sneak out for a stroll Or We'll see scattered litter on the floor Not yet cleaned up And he'll come out meowing for food again - He loves eating Got fat since he was one or two Became picky after tasting good food Only likes sweet fruits and melons Also loves chicken and tuna Whenever people eat he meows beside them Standing there until mom and dad soften and share some He's timid Doesn't like going out because he's afraid Bold and proud at home but shrinks into a ball outside Bares his teeth even at smaller cats and dogs Backs away scared from the robot vacuum Such a big cat but completely without courage Yet strangely unafraid of heights He loves to play Used erasers as footballs when young Kicking them around by himself Likes walking on the rooftop Bringing small creatures home as toys Ears perking up at bird sounds Though he's never caught one He's willful Likes hiding in the wardrobe Opens the sliding door himself to climb in Constantly fusses to play outside Sits on neighbors' doormats and won't leave Knocks to come in when doors are closed Then knocks to go out right after entering Pounces to bite any limbs sticking out from blankets at night He's clever Recognizes the carrier bag for going out Runs to hide as soon as he sees it Loves chewing paper and plastic bags on the table But has never touched my models He's silly Can't aim properly when covering his litter Keeps pawing when something smells wrong Hides in the wardrobe or curtains with just his head Leaving feet and tail exposed He's clingy Chooses to sleep where people are Wants to see us when he opens his eyes Keeps meowing when mom and dad are late Constantly telling me about it Though he doesn't understand my explanations He loves attention Jumps up when we pat the chair (if in a good mood) Loves head and cheek rubs Lies down showing his belly after pets Buries his face in my arm when held Purrs so loud the whole house can hear Circles around our feet when we come home But gets angry if his tail gets stepped on He listens to me I tell him his fur is warm gray I often tell him he's too fat and should stop eating Before visitors come I list who's coming to see him When I'm at the computer I'll hold him and say let's listen to Ashin sing Or read papers to him He's so big Fills up a whole lap when sitting Takes up both arms when held Warm and fluffy in cold weather Curls up like a pillow on the bed Just that he bites, lies next to people, and purrs He's been many places Moved homes with us twice To grandpa's and auntie's houses in Taichung Traveled to Kenting and Cingjing Though always extremely nervous Only brave when he was little Even ran onto a roof top of a house at mt. Lala - Sometimes I wonder why we spoil him so much Then think it's fine that we do Spoiled into all sorts of quirks At least letting him be willful at home