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When I went to the shared office this morning, M-chan at the reception was in a hurry with anxiety. When I heard it, he said, "I have to catch a kitten." kitten......?
This shared office I use is a 90-year-old renovated obstetrics and gynecology department, with trees and terraces in the quaint garden. It seems that the cat's voice has been heard in the garden since yesterday. It seems that M-chan and K-san, a regular at the shared office, struggled to capture it for two hours last night, but it didn't come true, and the cat was still crying in the garden this morning.
When I heard that, I told my friend "Abe-chan" who runs a coffee stand on the first floor of the office about the situation, and Abe-chan went to the garden dashingly.
It's raining outside.
A voice that is taller and thinner than meow, squeaky, continues to reverberate mixed with the sound of rain. I'm not familiar with cats, but I'm a pretty small kitten, right? The childhood of the voice. I heard it from the vicinity of the outdoor unit of the air conditioner, and when I looked behind it, I found a cat. I saw him for the first time here. A kitten with a mixture of white, dark brown and ocher. There is no collar. Abe twists her body and tries to catch her, but she runs away in an instant. I and M-chan are upset when they get under the eaves. Meanwhile, Abe-chan runs in the direction of the cat's escape without hesitation.
I would like to introduce Abe again here.
Abe and I met about 10 years ago, when she was a super busy graphic producer, as a staff member of a festival that she decided to hold with her mutual friends. She has a quick mind, has a strict selection, hates wasteful things, and moves herself without saying anything. She is about the same age as me, and has been a specialty coffee called Abe Coffee for two years. The store was set up and the cafeteria was opened last fall as it continues to be popular. It's like renting this office because Abe is there, and while pursuing what she likes, she takes good care of her, and her carefreeness and fun that is loved by the city itself is this office. It looks like a signboard.
She ran in the direction of the cat that ran away from the eaves in just 5 seconds. A cat with a wet body! Neck! hold! I came back in front of us normally. "What?!?!" I'm sick of emotions because of the speed, the small size of the cat that catches my neck, and the vitality of the cat that moves its legs in the air. Returning to the front door (in front of Abe's shop), the cat goes into a cardboard box, and Abe instantly goes out to buy towels, cat food, and cat milk.
Meanwhile, the barking of cats continues to echo throughout the shared office. Suddenly, when I look up the cat I picked up with my smartphone, I get a question such as "Where should I contact if I protect the cat?" What happens if I contact and deposit it with some organization? I don't have a collar, I don't think I'm a domestic cat, and I don't have a parent cat nearby, but what if I can't find an owner? And I feel lonely. M-chan is watching the cat that keeps crying from the cardboard through trial and error. I look at it from a distance. cute. To be honest, I'm a complete dog sect, and I wasn't very good at cats because my dog was attacked by a stray cat. But cute.
Abe returns and eats cats and rice.
When the hair was wet, it seemed to be quite weak, but the whole body was fluffy and dry, and when Mr. K, who tried to capture with M-chan and M-chan last night, stroked it, he relaxed his face comfortably. The body is clean and looks fine. At first I didn't eat that much, but when Abe puts rice near her nose, she makes her tongue fluffy and licks it. The blue of the eyes is deep. The paws are small. The act of trying to get out of the cardboard is intense. The legs are short. When I noticed, some people in the office looked into the cardboard with the voice of a cat.
What to do with this cat?
When I asked when people became sparse, I asked Mr. K's acquaintance who just wanted to keep a cat (because he had a cat for a long time until recently, the environment where cats live is in place) There seems to be. For the time being, Mr. K sends a cat photo to the person and waits for a reply. Will that person keep it, or will Abe keep it? It becomes a story. By the way, I didn't know until this moment, but Abe-chan seems to have been raising abandoned cats that she brought back when she was 2 years old at her parents' house for almost 20 years, so she was accustomed to handling cats. .. Moreover, she recently moved to a large house, and she seemed to want to keep a cat in the future. However, Abe-chan, who has just started a new shop, lives alone, is busy and responsible as a manager and a 35-year-old person, can not be said to be easy to keep, but ... .. and the air of "what to do" continues while the sweet voice of near is echoing. Meanwhile, a reply from Mr. K's acquaintance. That person seems to want to keep it. However, if there is another person who wants to keep it, he will give it away. In other words, if Abe-chan keeps it, Abe-chan will keep it, and if Abe-chan doesn't keep it, that person will keep it.
At that time, Mr. K and Mr. Abe were talking face to face across the counter of the store. I sat at the counter right in the middle of the two and looked up at their interaction. Suddenly, Abe stopped speaking, headed toward the cat, crouched down, and asked the cat, "Do you want to be my child? What about?" A moment of silence. Only about two seconds later, Abe slowly stood up, turned to Mr. K, and said in a thick voice. After taking a quick breath, he said, "I will keep it!"
The reason why I am writing this note in a hurry is that I strongly thought that this moment should be recorded as clearly as possible. I wondered if the depths of my heart would shake so much and the ground would crack. At the moment of "I keep it!", The back of my nose was undoubtedly sour, and the back of my eyes swelled and became stuffy, clenching my teeth. Somehow, I said to Abe, "Then, let's take a picture." No, Abe refused, but I said, "I can only shoot this today." As I said, the acidity increased further. I pointed my smartphone at Abe-chan, who hugged the cat, and the cat, who made a sweet voice as if entwined with Abe-chan, and kept releasing the shutter while putting a lot of effort into her face. The mask overflows and the mask becomes soaked and does not stop.
A cat that innocently plays in front of you.
When I suddenly wondered if this little life would live with Abe for the last 10 or 20 years, I realized that there was a long and long future. And while looking at it, I was overwhelmed by the fact that this cat and Abe-chan are now beginning to become a "family" here. What's more, will this cat be loved by Abe, who is a little nervous, warm and humane, and will live absolutely happy! I was full of peace of mind and euphoria.
And at the same time. I also remembered my beloved dog who came to my parents' house when I was in high school. The dog is called Schnauzer (needless to say, the breed is Schnauzer) and it was the first dog I had at home. Shuna was a member of the family. I also traveled a lot. The main pillar of the family is Shuna, and it was our happiness to spend time around Shuna. It took less than 15 years, but it became a thick and thick treasure in my life. I had too many memories, or I had a whole day with Schnauzer. I was away from home when Shuna died, but the president at the time rushed to me saying, "I'll be back home soon."
The last weight and the first weight I held are still in my arms.
I've never had a cat, but I thought I knew a little about how heavy and long it would be to "live with living things" and to live with a small life. Did the story with the thick and thick cat open the curtain right now? I realized once again the strength of this most important "life", which was small but desperately screaming. Fresh, moment by moment, irreplaceable, only 730g!
Personally, for the past six months, I've often been worried about my choices, and I've been thinking about difficult things, but in this way, it's really important to be dear, irreplaceable, warm, and cherish. I was sick. The cat that ate the rice was sleeping fluffy when I noticed it.
He will take him to a veterinary clinic immediately and take good care of him. I think that the sales of the shop will be poured into this cat in the future, so please drop in at Mizonokuchi "Abe Coffee" when you come near. I would like to conclude with the promotion of Abe-chan's shop.
At the very end.
When I was in high school, my classmate E-chan said in a corner of the classroom, "A dog loves its weight." What do you mean? When asked, "Do you feel loved by the weight when you put it on your lap or when you hold it?" Became. This cat will surely get heavier and heavier.
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