At the time my father was sick and live into hospital for months, and I was very busy. One day, this lazy but generally tender cat suddenly ran into me , bit me , and ran away. And the bite made me bleed. After that, she disappeared from the house.
One month later, a neighbour told us there was a corpse of a cat near the bin, and asked us if it was ours.The cat was found at the door of their building. My mum said " it must not be ours". And I said" I will have a look." How such tiny difference in flash thinking had saved a little life !
It's her. She had not strength to stand or even make a voice, but a twitch, so that I knew it's still alive. I took it back, wet and dirtily muddy, only skin attached to its skeleton, without flesh . Her ridge was as thin as a paper, and her weight as light as feather in my hand.
We fed her initially liquid, like fish soup and milk and water, she had no energy even to eat. Then she gradually gained strength day after day, but wasn't able to stand yet. But while she wasn't able to stand still, I heard something never heard of. Her head always against the corner of walls, and shout like cry, loud and mounrful, endless , as if lots lots horrible things had happened. This voice since then remained very unique from my cat.Its appearance at the time aroused my great sympathy, and I started to caress her and found it would appease her cry and made her calm.
One day I bought a sausage for my cousin. Maomao turned enthusiastic. I knew she liked the smell. In the end, the cat finished the whole sausage. It was the first time I saw her appetite, so I was glad. Since then I bought a second and a third ... then she gained the strength to stand still and firm . Now I saw her thin ridge fattened gradually day after day, like a pumped balloon. yes, the cat had gain its health back to normal. When she was recovered, I weighted her- 6.6 jinn (3.3kg) , ha! the same weight as I was born.Since then, I had bought a sausage on her birthday every year.
But there's something that could not get rid of, something remained- was her crying. She often went to a corner and started loud , mournfully and endlessly. And every time, I would caress her, and put her in a warmer place to appease her. It worked , so she cried much less, and I found that after a while she had turned into a different cat. She had more vitality, and her eyes were big and shining, full of spirit. When my cousin back from school again, he said she's "old but pretty". In fact she also became more active. She used to be afraid of human, but since her terrible stray experience she welcomed everyone. And she would greet in tender "meow" to family. In winter, she stayed on my leg and got used to put her arm (there's no word of forelegs) on my arm. We slept like one litter. We had cat style game fight all the time, from which I often gained scratches. But the cat never bit, haha- unless I wrapped my hand completely, then there would be very serious bite like serious cat fight. When I was crying, she watched attentively with her questioning eyes, and her paws stretched from one to another uneasily. When I was late to sleep, she then "meow" endlessly like a kid, sometimes came to bite me to force me.
But the cry still remained.
The cat was always in the room where I taught students, very quiet, sometimes twitching her ears impatiently , upon sharp noises. There's one day, I had this students played full of wrong notes.I was exhausted , then marked all mistake with pencil and numbered them- almost 100!. At this time, the cat was clawing the door outside. When I let her in, she immediately went to corner and cried loudly again like just had terrible experiences. Then I said" see, even my cat can't bear you". Sometimes little kids did take it seriously. Another time, she meowed every time the student played wrong notes, it was so amusing. So I was happy to have her in all the time especially in case I was tired. When my students said "goodbye" to me, sometimes I would raise the cat , grasping underneath her arm. So I would asked my student" don't you think it looks like Jesus?" At the time, the cat had its arms open, and its trunk straight, like posture of Jesus on the cross with tail impatiently wagging , and my student was amused by its annoyed and helpless facial expression. I had no belief in god or any religion at the time.
When our house was moved, my parents talked about threw her away, and I didn't agree, and I knew the result would be death. When she was alone there, I went to brought her back. She was hidding in my old bookshelf ,then followed me wherever I went . She was in such panic, and struggled to escape when I put her into a box, but eventually appeased when I caress her again. In the new building, she hid under the sofa we used to sleep at. And another place was the chair I sat on. Three days later, I teased her and shook her head to make fun, she then gradually got used to the new environment. When she came out from toilet, left a chain of footprints, like plum flowers. My mother said " what a mess" and I said " how cute ". The cat always "escaped" into my room.
The days before I went abroad, god! I even had a dream, that the cat ignoring me! At the time I was bit worried about loneliness. The day I left , I dragged the cat out from sound sleep, and gave her a final hug. She wasn't fully awake.
When I called my parents I would ask them about the mood of the cat. Then they would say she never appeased up, and sometimes I could hear she cried in the background again. When I called " Maomao" in the telephone, she would"meow" back to me and calm down.
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Jesus Sends Out the Seventy-Two
1 .... the Lord appointed seventy-two[a] others and sent them two by two ahead of him to every town and place where he was about to go. 2 He told them, “The harvest is plentiful, but the workers are few. Ask the Lord of the harvest, therefore, to send out workers into his harvest field. 3 Go! I am sending you out like lambs among wolves. 4 Do not take a purse or bag or sandals; and do not greet anyone on the road.5 “When you enter a house, first say, ‘Peace to this house.’ 6 If someone who promotes peace is there, your peace will rest on them; if not, it will return to you. 7 Stay there, eating and drinking whatever they give you, for the worker deserves his wages. Do not move around from house to house.
8 “When you enter a town and are welcomed, eat what is offered to you. 9 Heal the sick who are there and tell them, ‘The kingdom of God has come near to you.’ 10 But when you enter a town and are not welcomed, go into its streets and say, 11 ‘Even the dust of your town we wipe from our feet as a warning to you. Yet be sure of this: The kingdom of God has come near.’ 12 I tell you, it will be more bearable on that day for Sodom than for that town.
13 “Woe to you, Chorazin! Woe to you, Bethsaida! For if the miracles that were performed in you had been performed in Tyre and Sidon, they would have repented long ago, sitting in sackcloth and ashes. 14 But it will be more bearable for Tyre and Sidon at the judgment than for you. 15 And you, Capernaum, will you be lifted to the heavens? No, you will go down to Hades.[b]
16 “Whoever listens to you listens to me; whoever rejects you rejects me; but whoever rejects me rejects him who sent me.”
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