My cat is a black cat with white hair on its chest and four feet. One night when I was walking home, it followed me. When I got to the door, I hesitated whether I should raise it because I might go back to China in a few months. I didn't know how it would live when I went back. I thought for a while and then made a decision that if it went into my house, I would raise it. And as you know, it became my cat. I don't know for sure how old it was when it followed me home. I remember its weight was 170g, and it couldn't meow. That night, I fed it, and it ate greedily. I prepared a bowl for it and put it in the living room. But when I went out, I found it was hiding in the corner. And when I came into my room, it was waiting by the curtain and dared not come in. It looked so pitiful with big eyes looking at me. So I decided to take its bowl into my room. I put it against the wall, but it didn't stay in the bowl. When I was going to sleep, I found it was at the head of my bed....