Little tigers

I’m a 22-year-old man who deserves to have a pet, and the right choice for me today is, obviously, a cat.

I never been allowed to have a pet when I lived at my parent’s house because they hate cats and dogs, and the idea of even consider another kind of animal was completely insane. That situation changed the day when my cousin gave me the first and only pet I ever had in my life; her name was Sirena and she was a beautiful hamster. At first, I was so excited to have a pet because it was the first time in my life that I was responsible about another life, and I took care of her a lot until the day she passed away. Tragic story. I don’t want to tell that here.

But now everything is different; I live far away from my parents basically alone and with good space to raise a little life, and the perfect choice is a cat.

My grandmother always has cats on her house, and since I was a little kid living in Puerto Aysén I always went to visit her. It was amazing to be that close to her cats, to be allowed to touch them, to feel them, to listen and pay attention to their sounds and their moves. I simply fell in love.

I think that now, 12 years later of the episode of Sirena, I’m ready to have my first cat. I want a good company and a responsibility who doesn’t need a lot of attention (like dogs do) because they are independent animals who are very carry on, I mean, I don’t need to take a walk with them or be worry about the time they need to eat or do their needs. It is just perfect for me, a person who almost got time to take care of himself.

Finally, look at the photo, he looks like a little tiger. It’s beautiful!