ما الحيوانات التي تُعد أفضل/أسوأ حيوانات أليفة؟cats
Docile, ferocious and crazy
I will tell you stories that happened to me with cats
👁The story of the genie cat. It’s true..* I was pregnant with my daughter and a black cat.. or a cat I don’t know to this day.. It accompanied me from afar and whenever I approached it to put food for it, it bared its fangs and almost attacked me. I was terrified by its eyes that lit up like two yellow lamps. It was always howling day and night. Suddenly I found it paralyzed crawling. It was sleeping on the wall of the garden opposite my kitchen. I won’t hide a secret from you. This cat occupied my mind. Why was it doing this to me? What was behind it was the idea that it was a genie far from my imagination, but I was afraid of it even though I sympathized with it because it doesn’t eat. How does this poor thing live? I want to feed it, but it attacks me when it goes down to the garden. Another thing: how does it go down while its back legs are paralyzed, and when does it go up? I don’t know. This continued for 9 months until I gave birth to my little girl, *Reem*
I was busy with her, but I heard this black cat next to my window meowing in a sad and terrifying voice… for a week, and one night at the end of the week, my little daughter fell ill with tetanus, and I took her to the hospital. My daughter could not bear this illness, and she died that night. 😮💨😮💨😮💨
I cried a lot, but I thanked God and entrusted her to Him. I went home at dawn. I was abroad in an Arab country. My husband and I opened the door and spent the night in silence and sadness. I forgot about the cat.
🚪Morning came, so I went to my kitchen to make a cup of tea. I opened the back kitchen door and remembered that I hadn’t heard the terrifying sound of the cat that night. Was it dead? I wanted to make sure he was okay, and the surprise exploded, terrifying me. Oh my God, what am I seeing in front of me? Is it a miracle?
I saw the cat walking on its feet, not paralyzed, dragging and looking at me sadly. I looked at it and stared at its face. It did not bar its fangs. I asked it, “Who are you, for God’s sake? Were you a jinn or what?” It did not meow or howl again, as if it knew of my daughter’s death before she was born. I believed the tales of the ancients when they said that cats were possessed by jinn or angels.
The second story… the cursed, naughty cat… took me by surprise and entered my closet to give birth in it and ruined all the clothes. It was a really difficult day, but it was funny. 😂😂😂😂🫣🫣
That’s enough. Thanks for reading. Have a nice day. 💞👋🏼🌻
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