Hey hey everyone!!
May I present you Dicky:
Dicky was my aunt Renate’s cat back in Vienna! His name is Dicky because fat in German is “dick”. He was my companion all the time I was living over there.
When I got sick for a week, before going into the hospital for an emergency surgery, he stayed next to me on my bed for the whole week and only got up to eat and got right back next to me in 5min! He even followed me to the loo and scratched the door when he thought I had been there for too long!!
When I got back from Christmas break, my aunt told me she would find my slippers in the middle of the hallway and not know how they got there, until one day she caught him walking carrying in his mouth a slipper almost as big as him!!!
I think he understood I would be leaving soon, because when I started sending these boxes home with winter stuff, he would jump into them and be like “No no, you’re not leaving again!!!”. He always listened to me and always purred back. Oh yes, we had huge heartfelt conversations with one another!!!
I can truly say, my time in Vienna would not have been the same without this little furry guy! I still have pictures of him hanging in my room and always ask for him when I talk to my uncle =P Dicky was the reason I started liking cats and really made me feel for the first, and ever, time what having a connection with an animal feels like =D
Do any of you have a pet? If so, do you have a special connection with him?
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