Today, I’d like you all to meet ‘Mushroom’.
Here is Mushroom:
She was a one month old stray kitten when my brother found her on a street of Dhaka. My brother, who has always had this soft spot for cats, could not just leave her there- so he picked her up and brought her home. All these he did despite my dad’s... umm... 'reservation' about anything ‘cat related’... (If I did not look so much like my dad, then this thing alone would have prompted me to be absolutely convinced that I was adopted).
I’m proud of my brother for holding his ground, for keeping Mushroom with him no matter what, for saving this little girl. Now, as my mother tells me- with much amazement and wonder- that Mushroom is my dad’s favourite, that dad now calls home from work to know how Mushroom is doing, that he picks Mushroom up whenever she asks him to, that Mushroom’s favourite sleeping spot is my dad’s lap.
I’m proud of my dad too, for letting his ‘cat person’ self take him over.
Seems like I would not have do go through a DNA test after all! :D
21 hours ago