Meet Memeng Labial (pronounced as Me Ming), the publishing cat of Puiyin W.L. Publishing.
Memeng is a male tabby cat who came into my life at only four weeks old in the summer of 2016 shortly after the launch of Puiyin W.L. Publishing. When I first laid my eyes on him, I thought he was just like any other kittens; playful, cute, adorable. But it was his fur pattern that got my attention. He was handsomely beautiful with his rare looking green eyes and large white patch infront of him (which I nicknamed ‘The Vanilla’) that made him look like a tiger-gentleman in a suit. My husband, son and I didn’t have to think twice about getting him.
On the way home in the car, Memeng wouldn’t stop crying. I even tried comforting him by trying to pet him while he was in the comfy pet carrier. But he didn’t want to be touched as he kept avoiding my hands. He just looked scared, valnerable and fragile. Mind you, he didn’t once tried to scratch us. When we arrived home, we left the door to the carrier open. But he didn’t want to come out as he continued to cry. There was nothing we could do but to give him time.
After what seemed like over an hour, Memeng stopped crying and slowly made his way out of the carrier. He then started to explore the house curiously and with caution. We pretended not to take notice of him, although we kept our eyes on him. After a while, the unimaginable happened. I was lying on my front on the carpet watching TV when I heard a soft meow from behind. I glanced around and saw Memeng approaching me. I remained in position and gently ushered him to climb onto my back. I expected him not to understand me. But to my surprise, he looked at me with his then soft, curious eyes and fearless expression before making the rest of the way to me. And with a little bit of a struggle, he managed to climb onto my back without my aid and rested there. I was beyond astonished at what had just happened. I wanted to pick him up and scream with joy at his little accomplisment, but I had to contain my excitement, because I didn’t want to scare him. Also, I didn’t want him to see what a crazy momma cat I was. I didn’t want him to think he had a crazy momma to put up with for the rest of his life. Deep down, I was so happy he was finally beginning to settle down in his new home.
Since then, Memeng and I had quickly developed a strong, tight-knit bond. Of course, he is close with my husband and son, but my relationship with him is different. I feel he is my spirit animal. Memeng is kept indoors most of the time. He will not leave the house without any of us, and that’s usually to our garden. Otherwise, he would follow me everywhere in the house, even if it was to the same place continuously. He would follow obediently. When I am working in my office at home, he would either sit on my lap or on the desk, watching me work. Sometimes he would stare at the computer or laptop screen, looking like he was reading and editing.
During times when I have to work long hours without any breaks, Memeng would know how to tell me to stop by putting his paw on my hand or climbing onto the desk and smooching my face and blocking my view. He is never in my way at work. Having him by my side is theraputic and helps to control any busy day under control and stress-free. Some days when I do have to leave my office at home to work outside, Memeng would stay home and wait for me. According to my husband, Memeng would sit by the window and wait. Sometimes he would make a crying sound, as though he was missing me. And that is how Memeng became my publishing cat aside from being my cat son. I’ve also nicknamed him Tiger Assistant during working hours as he looks like a tiger who knows his way around the office. After any long day’s work at the office, Memeng and I would go to bed and sleep head to head. He is like my fluffy pillow. He doesn’t do that to my husband, therefore, he’s extremely jealous.
We never had to train Memeng. He has walked into our lives with his already known knowledge, intelligence and awareness of his surroundings and everyday life.