I hate cats, or at least, this is what I used to say when my allergies were killing me. Now I´m miraculously cured. No more allergies after a painful radiofrequency surgery, and the thing is that my excuse why I wasn´t surrounded by cats is over, and this is a crappy ending. I was lucky to be allergic to cats, because I hate them heartily. Maybe I am like cats. I remember when my ex boyfriend use to tell me: "you are a cat allergic to other cats". He might be right then.
I don´t know why exactly I dislike all kind of feline animals, specially the ones who creep up stealthily and own your home. I had a terrible experience with one of those when I was a child at my neighbor´s house. Don´t need to mention the whole story, but I ended in the hospital. And throughout my entire life, all the people I care, whether are true friends, partners or even mom and daddy, have wanted to share their lives with cats. And that is exactly what have happened. From the moment I crossed the front door, an alley cat arrived to stay there - first mom and daddy´s house when I became a man and tried to discover the world, then my two exes, isn´t it funny?
Now I´m alone, living alone, without no allergy to cats and what to do? Should I make peace with cats? I´m not joking but the other day a big grey cat came into my courtyard and slept all night on the bench. I have been told that this cat has been coming lately searching for my companion and it´s weird because I haven´t been pissed off as I should be. Finally, yesterday, I bought cat food at the supermarket and left it there in a bowl, in order to make him come back and keep it. Oh shit! I want him back.
Jordi Boldú. Arguineguín, March 30, 2012.
