Meow Ba

Chapter 1 The Running Orange Cat

"One two three four, two two three four, three two three four..."

Moving his furry feet, Ron ran on the soft light green epoxy plastic track. He panted heavily and walked slowly to the cat food bowl filled with clean water by the bushes until he felt wet between his toes. Lick it with a prickly pink tongue.

Under the warm sunset in September, a chubby orange tabby cat was reflected in the rippling water of the cat food bowl.

This is the image of Ron now-although not long ago, Ron was still a human being, but he was not depressed because he became a cat, but full of joy.

I am delighted that I have a flexible body again, and can run and jump freely; I am delighted that I have a sense of taste again, and I can taste the ups and downs, all the flavors of life.

Only after tasting the taste of the cage can I feel the value of freedom.

When he was a human, Ron was diagnosed with ASL at the age of 24. The full name is Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis, also known as Motor Neuron Disease and ALS.

It is an incurable and deadly disease, made famous by famous physicist Stephen Hawking.

Patients with ASL will gradually become paralyzed due to the disorder of motor neurons. At the beginning, the external manifestations are easy to fall for no reason, and the strength of limbs is getting weaker and weaker. Later, because of the disordered neurons, they gradually include muscles that control the limbs, trunk and head and face. Neurons, the patient will lose the ability to move, while the face is paralyzed, unable to move, unable to speak, until unable to breathe.

The most frightening thing is that all of this happened in the state of extreme sobriety of the patients. They could only watch helplessly as they were imprisoned by their increasingly stiff bodies, and finally died in despair-this process will last for three to three hours. Five years, and irreversible!

So, in the next four years, Ron gradually lost control of his legs, hands, head and neck, and facial muscles—he couldn't move, stand, talk, smile, and his family was in trouble because of his disease. .

Then the change came—the last check-up at the hospital, when his mother pushed him across the zebra crossing, a dump truck hit Ron's wheelchair, his eyes went black, and he woke up like this now.

…………

"Come here, Orange!"

Fire clouds were burning in the sky, and Aunt Susan's resonant voice lingered outside the school fence.

Hearing the sound, Ron shook his head, shook off the water droplets from his beard, then walked through the fence of the campus wall, walked across the zebra crossing, and jumped into the freshly mowed lawn.

Ornge is Ron's current name, and Aunt Susan is the mother of Ron's current owner—of course, Aunt Susan is in charge of Ron's meals most of the time.

"Hey, Tangerine, let's see what's in store for you today?"

"Snow Mountain premium cat food!"

"Thirty dollars for a bag! More expensive than any cereal I've ever eaten!"

"This time, you must eat all of them!"

Stepping on the somewhat prickly lawn, Ron went through the cat hole, and Aunt Susan's voice immediately became a little louder, and Ron couldn't help pressing his ears.

Like many American housewives who are over forty years old, Aunt Susan has a chubby figure, likes to talk loudly, has exaggerated facial expressions, and loves to nag and complain, but she still loves Ron very much.

Among other things, being willing to buy high-priced cat food for Ron fully reflects Ron's family status.

Unfortunately, Ron doesn't like cat food at all...

Walking to the bright yellow plastic cat food bowl, poking out his fur claws to slightly shake the pea-sized coffee-colored rough particles that had just fallen in it, Ron had no appetite at all—he could smell that it was mixed with chicken, duck, salmon, Sweet potatoes, cranberries, but just the smell of raw food made Ron resist.

Ron decided to repeat the old trick.

"Meow!"

With a soft cry, Ron walked away from the cat food bowl, squatted at the entrance of the open kitchen, and quietly watched Aunt Susan who was busy cooking dinner in the kitchen with a pair of big amber eyes.

"Good, baby."

"You can't eat human food anymore, it will lead to malnutrition."

"Cat food contains chicken, salmon, sweet potato, grapeseed oil, and various vitamins are added to make you healthier."

Seeing Ron approaching, Aunt Susan put down the frying pan with the chicken breast in her hand, squatted down with difficulty, and said into Ron's eyes.

"..."

Ron didn't make a sound, just looked at her quietly.

"No, no way!"

"Absolutely not this time!"

Standing up and turning over the chicken breast in the pan, Aunt Susan picked Ron up and walked to the stairs on the side of the living room.

On the ground between the stairs and the living room, there is a weighing scale with a round glass panel.Putting Ron on it, a line of numbers popped up on the LCD screen of the round glass weighing scale, and Aunt Susan frowned.

"Look carefully, in the last week, I have lost a quarter of a pound!"

"You can't eat human food anymore!"

"........."

Absorb well, blame me?
I have a good running exercise every day?

Guiltyly pressing down on his sagging belly with his front paws, Ron looked at the display screen of the scale. It was true that there were two decimal places more than last week, but thinking of the fishy cat food in the cat food bowl, Ron shook his head. Shaking his head, he stared firmly at Aunt Susan with his transparent eyes. For a moment, except for the chicken breasts sizzling on the pan in the kitchen, the room was silent.

"Crench!"

"Mum, I'm hungry!"

"Are you eating chicken breast today?"

"I could eat an entire plate!"

The silence didn't last long. With the creaking sound of the wooden door, a handsome sunny guy wearing a Nike round neck gray T-shirt, about 22 or [-] years old, walked into the living room rubbing his belly. He immediately saw Ron and Aunt Susan on the side of the stairs. The scene of convincing each other with eyes - this scene has been staged several times at home.

"Mum, are you convincing Tangerine again?"

"It's useless, this guy never eats cat food!"

This sunny handsome guy is Ron's current owner, Lorraine Diesel, who is also Aunt Susan's eldest son. Tucking himself comfortably into the sofa, Lorraine sniffed while pressing the remote switch, with a smell A nice burnt smell came from the kitchen.

"MUM!"

"If you keep trying to convince the oranges, we'll have green salad and bread for dinner."

Shrugging his shoulders, Lorraine said to Aunt Susan.

"My God!"

“My chicken breast!”

The smell coming from the kitchen finally made Aunt Susan give up convincing Ron with her eyes. She ran into the kitchen, turned the chicken breast over in a hurry, sprinkled cumin and salt and pepper on the pan, cut some tomatoes and cabbage, and stirred Get the juice out of the soup pot.

So today's dinner is ready:
Tomato and cabbage salad, potato and onion bisque, salt and pepper chicken breast, and a large slice of white bread.

(End of this chapter)