Moved
The dancing butterflies are moved by the blooming flowers; the tears on the cheeks are moved by the exciting victory. My heart is deeply moved by the maternal love of stray cats!
There are many cats in the courtyard of the dormitory where I live. These cats used to be pets raised by other people. The owner bought a new house and moved away, then abandoned the domestic cats he had raised for many years like garbage. They became homeless stray cats, often picking up and eating people's droppings in the trash cans in the yard. leftovers. Among them is a Persian cat with white fur and blue eyes. It is docile and cute. It looks like it has become an old cat. Every day it comes to my door to beg for food. I specially bought cat food for it and fed it several times a day. After feeding it for a few months, I didn't expect that it became pregnant with kittens and became a "pregnant woman". In order to increase its nutrition, I fed it the ham sausage that I ate. In the week before she was about to give birth, she would always knock on my door, trying to come in, and would make strange noises, which seemed a little bit sad. When a cat gives birth to a baby, it must first find a "delivery room", and it chose my home. However, due to various reasons, I couldn't keep a cat at home, so I had to build a small nest for it in a corner behind the building.
A few days later, she successfully gave birth to four kittens in that cat nest.
Unexpectedly, the weather was unpredictable. It rained heavily the next day, and the cat's nest was washed away by the rain. It was very cold that day, and the north wind was howling. I was worried about the kittens when I heard the cat's urgent cry at the door. When I opened the door, I saw, ah! The old cat actually had a black kitten in its mouth. The old cat screamed heartbrokenly. It must have wanted to move the cats and children in to take shelter from the rain. I was at a loss for a moment and looked at them being soaked by the rain. She looked really distressed, and was even more moved by the cat's maternal love. I had to go out and clean up the nest. After their home was rebuilt, I took the kittens back. On the way to the cat nest, the mother cat followed me. After I settled them down, I returned home with peace of mind. However, ten minutes later, there was a cat meowing at the door again. When I opened the door, the old cat came with the kitten in its mouth again. I saw that the kitten was shivering with cold after being wet by the rain. The old cat protected the kitten and barked at me hard. At that moment, my eyes were wet with emotion. I couldn't care less and hurriedly took the kitten in and put it in a small warm cardboard box. The old cat seemed to be very grateful. He barked at me in a low voice, turned around and ran back to the cat's nest. Five minutes, ten minutes... The old cat was busy, and finally got all the kittens in its mouth. It was already soaked by the rain. I brought it into my house, held it in my arms, and named it "Mimi".
This Mimi family is huddled together in a small box. The baby cats have not yet opened their eyes, clinging tightly to the mother cat, happily sucking her milk. This scene is really touching. , unforgettable.
Will the primitive and unutilitarian affection and care of the animal kingdom move the highly civilized human beings who live in a world filled with materialistic desires?