The annoying little thing

My humms returned from their trip, we resumed our routine and everything seemed well. I had good food, good places to take naps, a nice bed to sleep all night with them, I couldn’t complain about my life.
But something had to happen.
I was preparing for my first birthday when the Dude made a little trip. He always did that for 2 or 3 days, and I was not worried. But mom was acting in a strange way and, suddenly she arrived home with something weird in her arms.
At first sight, I thought that was another toy for me (I love toys, mainly the ones with catnip), but the smell was wrong. And the little thing was making some strange noises, too, and was moving alone.
It took a while until I noticed that it was a cat.
I mean, it did not look like a cat. Cats are like me, gray, tabby, big, a little fat, strong, beautiful and smell very good.
This thing was white, had big blue eyes, was small and smelled funny.
I heard Mom calling the Dude by phone and telling him that she had brought home a Siamese. And I heard when she asked the Dude’s son, Henrique, to choose a name for her.
After a while, I was formally introduced to Manuela Mocca de Las Canduengas or, simply, Manu.
My life was never the same again.

The Friends

I am a little contradictory, if you think about behavior and personality.
I am a bully, a macho-man, aggressive with other cats (I will return to this point later), and I have the tendency to impose my desires over my humms (I do it in a very easy way. For example, it’s I who decides how much of the bed I will use every night). At the same time, I talk with them a lot, sometimes I show that I love them and I’m always near them when they are at home.
Nothing unusual, isn’t it true?! But, if any stranger arrives, everything changes.
I can’t explain why I act in this way, but I am very shy with people that I don’t know and my first reaction in the presence of someone new is to run away and hide myself.
After a while, I finally approach the stranger and I try to sniff him or her and I can even lick him or her – what amuses my humms.
I believe that part of this behavior is a result of a trauma in my childhood. I was abandoned. And by my humms, can you believe it?!?!
Without warning, they put a lot of clothes in cases and disappeared for 3 complete weeks.
I was just beginning to become used to their presence and they made a trip, without asking my opinion about it. This was a disrespectful, rude and irresponsible behavior, that’s what I think.
The good part is that they asked some friends to show up and take care of me. Sora and Ana came every day, and they played a lot with me with paper balls or little toys, and they cleaned my litter box and fed me great amounts of good food. Excepted that I was really missing my humms, I was having a very good time.
Well, eventually, they returned. I decided to show them that I didn’t like what they did, so I stayed away from them for some days (I only climbed on the bed in the middle of the night, but I don’t think they ever noticed it) and it worked: They promised me that they would never again make long trips without me.
I thought this was a great victory. Actually, I should have asked them to promise that they would never make any trip, but I only realized my mistake when it was too late.