[Human POV]
In short, I have a cat.
We get along pretty well, and our habits don't really clash.
But sometimes my cat does some baffling things. What could it be thinking?
Why does it stuff freeze-dried treats into my pant cuffs?
Why does it wait by the window when I come home?
Why does it rub against my legs after I get back?
Oh.
I get it.
It's just like that saying, "The cat keeps making noise."
It must love me so much.
[Cat POV]
As a noble and elegant Ragdoll, I have no choice but to humble myself and move into a penniless human's cheap rental, where I have to eat some kind of bargain cat food I've never seen before...
I'm not complaining about the quality of life. This is the life I chose for myself.
You ask why?
Love. You know what that is? Love!
A short story told in first person from both the human's and the cat's perspectives. It probably won't reach 200,000 words.
Please note that the CP is between two cats. The human is just a third wheel, so don't ship the wrong characters.
Both cats are real cats. Neither of them used to be human, and neither will turn into a human.
My 400,000-word serial next door: What Should I Do After Waking Up as a Cat?
Theme: Have the courage to pursue love
I was just thinking about writing it earlier than my beloved little squirrel, but I was kicked into the trap by the little white cat's love-at-first-sight monologue, alas 🥺
Good and bad couple, poor cat
Mi: To wink at a blind man [cover face and laugh and cry] [clown]
Yeah, yeah, they are humans who have not been tamed by kittens.
Man, where's my cat in the next chapter?
Cat, now he has the intention to stay
It is now known that in the eyes of cats, the status of crabs is greater than that of cockroaches.