Cats and dogs have become the dominant pets of modern people, so they are always compared. In many people, dogs are more loyal than cats, in other words, dogs care more about the master than cats. Cats always look like "no heart, no heart, no heart." They just look at the owner as their own maid, commonly known as the "shit shovel."
But is it true? Is it true that cats don't care about their own masters?
Maybe most cats are cold, lonely and not as passionate to their master as dogs, but that doesn't mean they don't care about their master.
Ms. Katty moved to her current home four years ago, where one of her neighbours was a loving grandmother who had a 10-year-old cat.
Just three months after Katy moved to her new home, the bad news came, the neighbor's grandmother died of her illness, another neighbour, a friend of her grandmother's, who had always thought she had taken her late grandmother's cat back to her home because she often saw the cat in the vicinity.
After two years of quietness, one day Katie found the cat's back leg as if she had been injured, crippled, she took the cat to the neighbor, who said that she had not been in charge of the cat since Grandma died, let alone treated it.
For two years, the old cat had been guarding the master's door, looking for food alone, and it had to sleep outside despite the harsh weather, just to wait for the master to return.
But it did not know that Grandma's house was already occupied by new people. Katie saw this scene, and she was heartbroken, and she decided to help this loyal old cat.
Katie took the cat to cure the leg injury and kept the cat's original name, "Paxk," but the cat didn't seem to look so much for the new home and the new life, and always looked so sad in the eyes that Katie had never seen a cat so sad.
There were two cats at Katie's house, and Pask barely talked to them, and he liked to be alone, to be in an empty room, and the only thing that was worth risking: to visit the door of the house and see if Grandma was back.
Katie thinks the cat's grief is carved into the bones, but at least now she can help Paisk to reduce some loneliness.
Half a year after the adoption of Pask, it is still alone every day, but it is beginning to react to Katy's caress and its eyes are not so dim and it seems to have some light.
Katie hopes that her efforts will make Pyske realize that there are people in the world who love it, but not Grandma, and that its lonely heart becomes warmer!
Who says cats don't care about the master? With its few lives left, waiting for the master's return, the cat's door seems to have closed to humans long ago, but Katie seems to have opened it up, hoping that the cat Pask will live the rest of his life!