恶人谷

学校里有一个男孩长得很像Linda的先生。刚才看见他，我一下就想起了九月住在Linda家那几天。想得最多的，是大狗Bascan。那是我第一次带狗。

我家从来没有养过猫狗。只有一次，哥哥抱了一只黑猫回家。可是爸爸却说院子里不允许养的。那只猫在我们家就只待了那么一夜。第二天就被送走了。要说还养过什么，就是养过鸡。每天都可以伸进笼子里摸出一个温热的蛋。有一次一只鸡飞上阳台扶手，得意洋洋地站在上面，我实在没办法让它下来。围追堵截一番，它居然振翅一飞，落到了楼下。我只得追下楼去，捉它上来。那个时候，真不知道，究竟是我怕它，还是它怕我。

对了，我还养过几天兔子。不记得是从哪里来的小白兔，只记得它胆子极小。有一点动静，就窜到柜子底下躲起来。我不得不伸手进去拉它出来。拉着它柔软的长耳朵，我总是很担心，会不会把它的耳朵扯掉了呢？我还带它去过学校，是在周末补课的时候。把它放在课桌肚里，一会儿，里面居然滴滴答答开始滴水。兔子尿尿了。

以前在寝室，室友曾经抱了只小狗回来养。我那个时候不知怎么那么讨厌小狗。因为它随地大小便吗？因为它总是乱叫吗？或许最大的原因只是因为觉得寝室不是养狗的地方？其实，真正的原因是那段时间心里总是很烦躁，所以那只小狗无论多可爱，我也喜欢不起来。

也不是没有想过养狗。年少的时候，一心想着以后要养一条威风凛凛的大狼沟。心里曾经勾勒一幅画面，夕阳西下，我坐在门前，脚下趴着一条大狗。它不是宠物，是我的朋友。

这样的画面真的发生了。Bascan很依恋人。它常常觉得孤单，特别是去年它姐姐去世之后。猫是野性的，而狗不一样。Linda走后，我们第一次去的时候，刚打开门，Bascan就迎了上来，叫得有些悲伤。它独自在家呆了一整天。尽管还有两只猫，可是它们并不在一起玩耍。

那几天，它总是尾随着我。我在厨房做饭，它就趴在厨房的地上，躺着躺着就睡着了。我看书的时候，就把它的垫子拉到书桌前。

可是，晚上我们不习惯它睡在卧室，把垫子摆在客厅。可是它就站在那儿，不肯睡下。我狠狠心，关了门。好久了，它才睡。它会用嘴叼着垫子，一点一点挪到卧室门口。后来我就不忍心了，让它躺在卧室的地板上睡。

这一次也感受到狗被训练得多么好。它要上厕所的时候，会站在门口，看看门外，再看看你。如果你没注意到，它会跑到你面前来。

看着Bascan的时候，我常常感到抑制不住的忧伤。它本是属于猎狗的一种，可是这一生它可能从未在荒野上奔跑过吧。它老了，一天睡十多个小时。总是想要身旁有人在。我们每次出门的时候，它都趴到窗口望着我们离开。每天晚上回来，一开门就听见它的悲鸣。有时候我真的觉得它在哭呢。而他每每如影随形地跟着我的时候，心里觉得很安定。

几天之后，Linda他们俩开会回来了，我们也就走了。我不知道Bascan是否会记得我们。我刚开始那几天，我常常觉得不习惯呢。没有它那样执著地跟着我，没有它那样忧伤地看着我。

衰老的家生猎狗。。。

一想到猫狗的性命比我们短得多，就不忍不敢养。:-(

when i moved a few years ago, we took a million little trips over weeks in our car because we didn't want to be a bother to our friends. as the room emptied, my cat would always move on to the next piece of furniture that we were going to move out and silently claim it his. of course, in a day, it would go missing. when only the bed was left in the apartment, you could tell that he was becoming very agitated. i late heard that he hid behind the sink on the final day of moving and no one could find him.

when we got everything off the truck and friends who helped us were playing cards in good and raising a raucus in the new living room, i went looking for him under the dresser, in the darkest corner of the room, where he had stayed for hours. and as i looked into those amber eyes in the darkness, he gave out a wail and walked right out towards me without hesitating one bit and butted his little furry forehead against mine. that just broke my heart.

I am struggling if I should adopt Trinney. She just couldn't get along with Minnute and my ex-roommates have to give her away. My apartment is really not that cat friendly -- with all the delicate carpets and beige leather sofas. But I love Trinney and don't want to see her going through the struggle of getting used to a new envoirnment again. Besides, if I ever get a cat, she is the one. Can I actually put up with all the scratching, shedding and occasional puking?
Talking about commitment-phobia..

knowing, I think there should be some way to cut off/smooth cats' nails. If she really likes you, think about it bah.

The cat of my landlord and I kind of ignore each other normally. But I'm sure if she's gone someday, I will feel quite uneasy.