我与三脚猫

我有一只小猫，三条腿，是先生从路边捡回来的。

捡回来这只猫之前我已经给他立了规矩，家里已经有两只猫，不准再捡猫回家了。

那天他去健身回来跟我说，路边有人遗弃猫，猫笼子门开的，里面好像有一只猫，我说别看，别管，我不要。

又过了五六天，他又路过那里，猫笼子还在，他想看看，发现从侧面走过来一只长得很丑的猫，过来蹭他的裤脚，仔细一看还三条腿。

然后他发照片给我，没跟我商量，就说你不忙的话拿猫笼子来，我在哪哪哪……等你，我看了一眼照片，拿着猫笼子就奔他去了。

这就是他那天发给我的照片。

他被前主人遗弃在路边

我当时正在做饭，就是看了这样照片，只一瞬间，我眼睛就模糊了。

因为这张照片让我想起我自己，高中刚毕业那两年。

我觉得我是懂这只猫的，先生更是懂我的。

先生在家的时候，每天早晨我忙着做咖啡，他认真地忙着给猫洗碗倒鲜牛奶。他不在家的时候，我做咖啡后就赶紧也给猫洗碗倒鲜牛奶，因为到点儿了，他会坐我旁边，用眼睛直盯盯地看着我，等着呢。

苦难可以把人打磨成玉，也可以将人折腾成魔。回头看看自己，半生已过，还行，内心依旧柔软，好庆幸自己没有变成魔。

My story with the three-legged Cat

I have a kitten with three legs, which my husband picked up from the roadside.

Before he picked up this cat, I had made rules for us. There were already two cats in our apartment, and no more cats were allowed to come home.

That day he went to the gym and told me that someone abandoned the cat on the roadside, the cat cage door was open, there seemed to be a cat inside, I said don't look, don't worry, I really don't want.

Five or six days later, he passed there again, and the cat cage was still there, and he wanted to look at it, and he found a very ugly cat coming from the side, rubbing against his pants, and looking carefully, he had three legs.

Then he sent me a photo, without consulting me, and said if you're not busy, bring the cat cage, where I am... Waiting for you, I just took a look at  the photo, and took the cat cage and ran to him immediately.

It was very clear,the cat was abandoned on the side of the road by his former owner.

I was cooking, and I saw this picture, and just for one second, my eyes went blurry.

Because this picture reminds me of myself, that two years when  I was just out of high school.

I think I know this cat, and my husband knows me too.

When my husband was at home, I was always busy making coffee every morning first, and he was busy washing the dishes for the cat and pouring fresh milk first. When he is not at home, I make coffee and quickly wash the dishes and pour fresh milk for the cat, because when it is time, the cat will sit next to me, staring at me with his eyes, waiting.

Suffering can polish people into jade, can also toss people into demons. Look back at myself, half of my life has passed, I feel it is still OK, because my heart is still soft, I am glad that I did not become a demon.