A stray cat from nowhere entered the house and mistook the dog as his mother and the story of the cat’s mother began from there.
Recently, a shared story from an unnamed female friend made the dog and cat lover community almost rub because of the pitifulness of her mother, dog, and cat. The content of the touching story is as follows: “This is Min and Meo, Min was the one who came before my father brought him in. Min is very gentle with every sin or barking. Meo’s story is more complicated. After a rainy and windy night, the next morning while I was sleeping, I heard Min playing with someone and kept running. I couldn’t sleep, I was so angry that I opened the door to see where a tiny yellow cat came from to play like real with Min.
One more squirrel in the tree howling and cheering (my house is close to the park, so I have a whole family of squirrels). And from that day, the cat thought that Min was its mother because of the “golden color” and kept following. My father is also guilty because the cat is sick, so he keeps feeding it. Always name Meo. After a while, Min got pregnant. Meow it keeps following “clinging” to Min :))) the two are very close. Everywhere we go, we are together. But that Meo often has sour and sour stools in my house, so I’m helpless.
Then came the day Min gave birth to a child like Meo was left out. Min won’t let Meo get close to her baby. Meo wants to sleep together again, but Min won’t let her. The Meo kept going in and out, glimmering.
Mother and daughter sunbathe together early. After all, when Min’s children were 1 month old, Min was fed baits right in front of her house. Very pitiful. Poor little hungry children crying. As for Meo, every night, sitting in front of my house, I called meoooo meow waiting for Min. It kept coming near the puppies to wait for Min. Felt horrible.
Every day he meows when he comes home from work to find him sitting in front of the yard waiting. Then I sold all the puppies because I couldn’t take care of them. Only Meo left it sad. Naturally, there was Min before, then there was a whole bunch of small children. And now there’s only one left. It’s sad that it left, it’s not at my house often anymore. It goes anywhere and then at night or when there is no one at home, it comes back. In the afternoon, I still see him lying down waiting for Min under the swing where the two of them often sunbathe together. Poor two kids. It’s heartbreaking to see.” Since then, only Meo has returned to the old house at night to find Min’s mother.
