My mom's cat

Aaaahhh Here’s my mom’s cat, Tom-Tom, technically, he’s my cat. Well, my kitten was given to me right after my final exam in High School. The final exam was depend on my score for graduate in High School. I was so worry. I even had a dream that my test score was only one point less and I couldn’t graduate. I won’t find out my score until 3 to 4 weeks. I was still worry even the tests were finally over. So my mom decided to try to ease my mind, she brought a kitten home. Guess what, it worked. He melt my heart. (Although I was planning not to have any more kitten because I’m highly allergic to them). Good news! I graduated!! In next couple years, I went away to college so my cat, Tom-Tom grow attach to my mom. He still remembered me every time I comes home for the holiday but he still attach to my mom.



Even he did attach to my mom, when Tom-Tom found out that I left back to college. He pouted. When she tried to pet him, he had bitten so hard and ripped most of her skin out in her right hand. My mom had to go to hospital. The humane society stopped by to pay a visit. They assumed that Tom-Tom had been abuse. So they questioned to my mom. My mom couldn’t believe it because there was another lady who had a child was also been abuse. She could see that and no one did not come to them to be questioned. When I came home from college for vacation again, he was so happy to see me. He finally comes to my mom and lay on her laps. My mom said that when I was gone, he wouldn’t want my mom have to do anything with him. He refused to lie on her lap and let her pet him. He’ll eat his food but anything else he pouted alone.

<-- I know the picture is alittle blur but it is the only picture that he finally look at the camera.

Tom-Tom enjoyed his attention from me and lies on my mom’s lap. He rarely lies on my lap. His favorite thing was to be brush. He enjoyed being brush by me. My mom didn’t want to brush him because she allergic to cats more than I do. He disliked the idea to be brush nearby his behind. His hair was so thick and tangle nearby his behind. He hissed every time I tried to sneak to brush nearby his behind. It is not on his butt, just on the side. However, I managed to get rid of his downy winter fur end of the summer last year. Hahaha.

He’s about 10 years old now. He loves to sleep all day. He’s very shy and hides when people come over. Unlike my first cat, he loves people. He would go to any stranger even across street to meet a stranger. My mom and I still loves him and enjoyed his company.