ゆうろくさん Nov 2, 2026 00:01 I am not a person who is particularly fond of dogs or cats
At my parents' house, we kept both dogs and cats. However, that was mainly a hobby of my parents, and I personally do not have any strong attachment to dogs or cats. I neither like nor dislike them. I lived with them as members under the same roof. That is all
Even so, there is one story that still strangely sticks with me. It relates to Kai-chan, a calico cat
In 1987, we moved to Ibaraki for my father's work. Immediately after that, we started keeping a dog. It was my mother's wish. My mother liked dogs, my father liked cats, and the children were not very interested in animals. That was our family
The beginning of the cats was in 1993. My father picked up a white cat with a crushed eye that he said had been abandoned near the main gate of his company. It had a sharp face, looking like a Persian cat. I imagine on my own that it might have been abandoned by a breeder. It was a female cat, and she was named Mi-chan
It was just around the time I left home for university. I thought perhaps they wanted to fill the void left by one less family member with a cat, but that is neither here nor there
Since the cat we picked up was female, it was only natural that she would breed. Mi-chan's kittens, and their kittens, were mostly white. Before I knew it, the house was full of white cats, and t