Kicia, Kitten, and Jerry

When it comes to my cat, my family may say she is wild but at the same time, we do love her.

When it comes to pets in my house, I have two cats; Kicia and Puszek. I used to have a dog, but once we moved into an apartment, we had to get rid of it, Toffee, the dog, is not dead, he is just happy in another house. One cat has been with me since I was nine years old. She has had many adventures alone because of us living in a house with a garden. Kicia would constantly go out and rarely enter our houses but if one of my family members was outside, she would accompany us. Once we moved into the apartment, we got another cat, Puszek, One day when I was sick and didn’t go to school, Kicia gave me an adventure. Details may be foggy because it happened six years ago.

It was a very warm morning. My mom woke me up at 10 A.M. and said: “I’m going to the mall, so I’m going to leave you for a bit” I nodded and told her okay. After I got myself ready for the day I walked down the stairs and opened a balcony because I saw Kicia lying on the ground in front of the terrace door. As every day Kicia would greet me by hugging my feet (just going around them and petting her head against my legs). I decided to be downstairs until my mom came, so I turned on the TV and my PlayStation. I was playing my game until I heard a loud meow, but it wasn’t anything like I knew nor heard before. It was a new one. I turned around and look out of the terrace window and saw a very small kitten, almost a newborn that was abandoned. I could see that it has been a while since he was left alone with his skinny body and dirty fur with scars. For the next couple of days, we would feed him until he unexpectedly disappeared, well that’s what my parents told me at that time. Not until I was older did I actually find out what happened to it. Kicia, my cat, isn’t very friendly toward other cats. That day she would hiss at the little kitten and didn’t like him at all. I decided to prepare a tray of food for him due to his bones being shaped in his skin. I left him there because I didn’t know whether the kitten had rabies or not. My cat unfortunately kept on following him and would hiss at him at any time. She hated him, but at the same time was interested in it. We let her outside and Kicia was gone for some time but it was usual so I didn’t really care at that time.

After a while, she came back to the terrace with something in her mouth, something that was still moving. My mom came back perfectly as my cat wandered to the house with a hurt mouse. Unfortunately, I was still a kid and although I was careful with the kitten and I told my mom about it and she said I did well, I wasn’t too careful with that little mouse. I got a cardboard box and got Kicia out of the way and put the mouse in the box. My mom watched me and yelled at me: “Jakub! What are you doing???” My mom got mad at me for bringing a wild mouse into the house. I responded with a simple “I wanted Kicia to stop bothering it”, but my mom didn’t take it well, and ripped the cardboard box out of my hands and let the mouse go under the terrace. Unfortunately, the next morning Kicia brought it back up but this time it was dead. So we dug up a small hole and buried it. When my mom was outside, the little kitten came back and for the next couple of days we would take care of it, but we didn’t let it in the house. After a week and a half I stopped seeing it, my mom told me it just disappeared but little did I know my uncle unconsciously killed it because it hid under his car. For the next days, we were worried for Kicia and decided to keep her in more.

When it comes to my cat, my family may say she is wild but at the same time, we do love her. When I was young I was more empathetic toward animals and I brought them in without thinking even though my cat would do it first to me.