I Adopted a Cute Cat to Do an Experiment
My cat sleeps on my chest and bites me out of love
I love to do experiments.
When I was in university, I shared my room with four birds and some goldfishes. I used to spend a lot of my time feeding them and watching them play. The birds made a good friendship with me until they reached their adult age, and I let them go.
Later, I wrote a story about a man who gets lost in his bird’s eyes and ultimately escapes the world with a flight together. Though the birds are long gone, the story is still alive, even after almost ten years.
A few months ago, an interesting thought struck me. I see that almost all houses in the western world have pets. Especially dogs and cats are common, and they are everywhere. They get affection and love from their owners and reciprocate the same.
A survey conducted by Riley’s Organics finds that over half of dog owners kiss their pooches more than their partners.
I am curious about why people love their pets so much. Is it only because the pets do what they told them to do? Is this love-giving actually filling one’s loneliness? Do people spend time with their pets because they are more loyal than their human counterparts? Do pets less demanding and have more to offer?
Yes, there are tons of ready-made articles on the internet. But I want to figure it out by myself. So, I adopted a cat.
How I got my cat Mini
My younger sister, who lives with her husband a few miles away from me, has three cats — Harry, Kitty, and Piku. She is a pet lover. When I showed interest in adopting a cat, she asked me whether I am serious about it or not. I said, of course, I am serious. It will be fun.
Then after a few days, she called me and said she found a cat for me. She saw a post on the FB group, contacted the owner, and then took the cat for me. It’s a white cat with a few black marks, one on its right eyes.
It was only a few months old — a tiny cute cat. When I was in my 2nd grade, I read a story in one of our textbooks about a cat named Mini. I loved that story at that little age. But that time, I had no cat. So, when I saw this one, I immediately named it after Mini.
My sister gave me some suggestions about what this cat eats and how to take care of it. She told me to potty-train the cat. Otherwise, it will do the ‘natural works’ on my bed.
Anyway, I bought cat litter, two little bowls, and start raising my cute cat Mini.
Mini pooped on my bed
The first two days were tough for me. Mini pooped on my bed twice. And yak! It was too smelly. My mom was always against my cat-experiment exactly for this reason.
Anyway, when I changed the cat-litter and taught Mini where to poop, it got the point. Now we both are cool.
Now, it’s been three weeks since Mini is with me. I must say Mini is a funny and responsive cat. When we call, it responds. I am calling Mini ‘it’ because I still don’t know whether it’s a boy or girl. Anyway, I decided not to know its gender.
What I like most about this cat is its unpredictability. Once it’s playing with something, and in the next moment, you will find it in another place. And in a minute, it’s on my laptop trying to search for something very important on Google.
In most cases, Google couldn’t find any results because Mini searches for so unique things(e.g. 6666ffffkksieioffsbpejreorreefa,,s.ss;spww4udueeee).
What about the experiment?
Well, I want to see a few things — what emotional bonds I develop with this cat and how it impacts my daily life. Does this relationship enhance my happiness and mental wellbeing? Is this the sole purpose of having a pet — getting attached to something? What changes does this cute cat make into our family? I want to observe all these things and more.
Mini has already gained some popularity as my mom and dad love to spend time with this cute cat. But Mini loves me the most (so far). It sleeps right beside me. Well, not beside — most of the time, on my chest and bites me with its tiny teeth out of love.
I feel a connection towards this lovely little creature. But does that contribute to increase my empathy and fill the inner-void?
I don’t know yet. But I think I will figure it out soon. I will share my findings with you as well.
To Conclude
During my university days, I spent a lot of time just observing birds in my room. I freed four budgerigars in the room and lived with them an entire winter. I feed them, observed them, and loved them.
I didn’t know their language but I knew the language of love and care. And it was an overwhelming experience to witness their world twenty-four-seven.
Let’s see how my cat-experiment ends. I hope it will be a nice one and I will learn a lot from this adorable creature.
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