You remember me, I'm Nero and I want to tell you how my life is since I appeared before you on Steemit.

ideas.ram (57)in #life • 5 years ago (edited)

Hello friends of Steemit !!,
an affectionate purr for all of you.

It's been almost 4 months since my friend @ ideas.ram gave me his Steemit account to introduce me to you. I know that the multitude of information these days, in the media and social networks, make it almost impossible for you to remember me. Besides, you are so forgetful that, without exaggeration, I am sure that you do not even remember the events of yesterday. Meow meow!

_{Taking a break in my new house. They love me here but I have to follow certain rules, sometimes that bothers me a little}

My first owners left Venezuela leaving me alone, the "revolution" was responsible for this situation, if I had one of those reds I would not hesitate to give him some good scratches hahaha. Thank God your neighbors adopted me. Do not be surprised because you believe in God, I am a Catholic, I know that the media have pigeonholed us in roles like satanic figures in many films, especially those black-haired brothers.

When I arrived at my new house, I shared the love of my new owner with a dog. It was very difficult to compete with her although I always felt loved. This dog passed away a few months ago and still didn't quite fill the void she left in my new owner, sometimes I think that my somewhat bipolar character has made things difficult for me.

_{Now I walk freely in my new house, I am the only pet that has the attention of the family}

From time to time I play with one of the family members. I must admit that they are looking to keep me active, but I am really very lazy and get bored quickly.

_{Playing with a cabochon, I like to chase it and bite it}

From time to time they throw the ball at me, but I don't pay much attention to me, it seems that this is another game for boring dogs.

_{Already tired of playing, in the background the useless plastic ball with which they try to activate me}

I must tell you that in this house I feel very happy, although there are many rules and do not let me ride on the furniture. They only allow me to sleep in plastic garden chairs.

In addition to feeling very dear, I must admit that I eat very well. My new mother combines my portions of chicken and meat (of course in small quantities because the thing is very hard). She does not like fish because of its smell, I must admit that I miss its rich flavor but not all of them can be won. Sometimes I get cold lactose-free milk, it's very delicious, it has a sweet touch that I love.

After eating I go to the porch to sleep, I use a plastic dish under the ferns to sleep deeply, there I feel a cool breeze that does not wake up.