The heartbreaking "rhubarb"

I don't know why I became the only person in my family who hated "Big Yellow" and became the most unpopular person at home because I hated it.

The experience of "rhubarb" is quite legendary, that is, in last year's winter snow dusk, my sister and her husband went back to their mother's house, walking through a hutong mouth a small black shadow followed them, they entered the home, but the black shadow from the brother-in-law's feet, in the middle of the living room, turned into a full body covered with a layer of The cat was covered with a layer of uneven fur and stripes but could not distinguish the color, its eye sockets were piled with black filthy things, dark vision, supporting a few short and hard whiskers in the incessant purring. I immediately drove it away, but my sister and mother were moved by compassion, saying that not only could it stay with my old cat as a companion, but it could also be saved from freezing to death. My mother pushed the old cat's food dish in front of it, and the cat tentatively hooked the fish head in the dish with its front paws, sniffed it with its nose, and then chewed and ate it, and made a threatening humming sound in its throat, when its beard and ears were covered with rice grains, and the smell from its body was disgusting.

After my sister bathed it and used a hair dryer to dry its fur, it received a unanimous compliment from everyone. He jumped into my arms, his eyes big and round, his stripes of gold and dark yellow regular and distinct, and I threw him to the floor with disdain, but my sister picked him up and tugged his ears with the top of his nose, so he was very affectionate. After only two months, his coat was oily and shiny, his body was athletic, big and long, his two big eyes were extraordinarily bright, and his long, transparent whiskers and erect eyebrows seemed to be four bundles of white rushes standing on the sides of his mouth and above his eyes, stuck into his big fat face. He had become lively and aggressive, as if he had become the master of the house, bullying the older and smaller cat with impunity, often ending in his chasing the older cat and running away. It also looks like a tourist, walking east and scurrying west, stopping to stare alertly when it hears a noise, with a cold, puzzled glint in its eyes and dilated pupils like a blue pool, deep and full of changes. Its long and athletic posture, head, and feet show a tiger-like majesty, and handsome. Because of its golden fur family also called it "big yellow", the wife often reach out to grab it, and it will show a very scared look, the body shrunk into a ball, down to the ground, and the yellow belly of the satin-like fine hair bright to the wife, four feet bent hooked together, eyes closed tightly afraid to look at people, see it this look, the wife will not help but put It will not be able to help but put it in her arms and rub it hard to feel happy. It is also a catcher of shadows, if you take a small mirror shaking in the sun, it will closely follow the light and shadow on the wall or the ground crazy run, spare no effort to pounce on it, although often in vain, still persistent, the family will also end the game with it in laughter.

I was so angry that I put the two "losers" in the bathroom before going to work, but every time I came home from work, I found them playing leisurely and still doing bad things, and everyone I asked at home did not admit to letting them out. On Sunday at home, I finally understood how they escaped. The rhubarb in the bathroom, when the house quieted down, jumped up high, hit the door bang, two front paws hanging on the wrench inside the door, to be wrenched down by its heavy body, the lock was opened, it slid down the moment, with two hind legs stomped hard on the door, the door was wide open four open. I was annoyed by its resourcefulness, and from then on, I put them both on the small balcony, so that their pranks could no longer be played. The naughtiness of the rhubarb also brought it to its doom, it was one dusk in the summer of this year, because the sand window of my balcony was scratched by it, into a few months, it was very interested in these flying things, left and right, a few months have been its captive, but the more he fought, so much so that he stood on the narrow window frame with two front paws to grab the moths flying in from the outside, due to excessive force, he lost his balance, from my house My mother and wife quickly picked him up and ran to the nearby hospital for an x-ray, which showed that his nose was broken and the bone in one of his front feet was fractured.

She was put into the new litter and heard her mother say that she had not eaten for two days and that the family had been missing a lot of laughter for two days. I went to the balcony and looked at the rhubarb in the nest, only to see that its dry and cracked nose, the fine hair around its mouth, and slightly open eyes were covered with black and red blood stains, in front of which lay its usual favorite fish and red sausage, the water bowl had blood stains, it seemed that it had only drunk water, and I could feel it's faint breathing with my hand close to its nose. My heart became heavy for some reason, thinking of how I treated it when it first arrived and then seeing how it looks now, I felt a vague pain in my heart. I think it has become a part of our life, although it has brought us a lot of trouble, it has also brought us a lot of joy. It has a life, but its life process is possessed by us, think about whether it has ever had real happiness. I sincerely hope it will get well soon.