The beauty in the beast: Pussy Tale

I am going to introduce to the world my new housemate with claws and whiskers. I have started to live with her purrs and furs. She is utterly sweet, in an unpredictable "this is the honeymoon period before I eventually kill you using knives" kind of way. I have got a 4 months old kitten at my place (which reminds me why my mother treated us with awesome food tonight. It’s her 4^th monthaversary). My family kept her name “Cheeta” while I prefer “Cheeto”.

I have become a cat owner for the first time, rather a pet owner for the first time. Except the days when my nani got a pair of parrots and when my brother got home a lab pup. She is absolutely a gorgeous kitten but doesn’t fancy being a show pony as she is secretly quite shy – mass public adoration isn’t for her. Granny (Naani) says she’s the most beautiful cat she’s ever seen.

Thousands of years ago, cats were treated as royalty. Cats have never forgotten this. Unlike dogs, cats won’t follow you around constantly trying to impress you and get attention from you. Cats have their own unique personalities and are quite often funny. Usually she is very timid and runs and hides when anyone moves around the house. It's quite funny because it's like she thinks that she is going to be in trouble for something. She will come to you to be pet though, but always on her terms.

I believe all the time she dreams of catching mice and likes to chase squirrels. Which once almost killed her. One day I woke up with mum’s and nani’s voices calling for her. They had been looking for her since early morning. But no clue. I left for work. After few hours, mum called up and told that a kid found her on the street and took it along. She jumped on the street below, cracking her forelimbs, chipping her nails and scratches all over… from the third floor. We assumed she would have gone behind some squirrel or flew after a pigeon.

If cats could speak, they'd probably do so in a low voice, not quite intelligible, but loud enough for you to know they'd insulted you. It’s fun to watch her flip and tumble a deck rail or ladder.

If you're a cat owner and a computer user, you know how difficult it can be to get anything done with a cat around. Cat loves nothing more than curling up directly in front of your keyboard for attention. You would be engrossed and staring at your screen and this little monster with paws would attack you without making a hertz noise. You react after that and it will make all her hairs stand up on end like a full-body Mohican. You would wonder what went wrong and she’ll be like “Talk to my tail”. I can assure you, it's all the more heartbreaking when you have a mournful Irish folk ballad playing at the same time.

In just 4 months she has become an unbelievable part of the family. Now she is recovered from all her wounds. In her excited moments she loves to mounting the chests of unsuspecting sleeping people and staring into their eyes intensely until they wake up. Or simply nibble with the nose. She does that to me every morning, which is quite early for me.

But it is fun watching her bat at insects or dangling strings, attacking your blanket-covered toes in the morning, her being curled up on the couch... can’t believe on my countless words for her. would it be called as my love for her? What if it's true that cats own her owner's mind :O