The Genius Who Captured My Heart

I don't own a cat, but I'm sharing a story about one my mom apparently had when she was a child! This is that cat, though the photo's a bit blurry. His name is Watson (nickname Wato). When I said, "Do you dislike photos? You look grumpy," my mom told me to say, "He looks dignified." Wato is a male cat that my mom's older brother (my uncle) found and brought back from his study abroad in Russia. He brought him home without telling anyone in the family, so everyone was surprised. My mom's mother (my grandmother) apparently disliked cats, and stubbornly refused to be in the same room as Wato, saying, "I can't sleep where there's a cat." But... Wato took a liking to Grandma and kept trying to win her over by jumping onto her lap during meals and poking his head over the table. As a result... she started giving him tuna when he jumped on her lap and petting him a lot. One day, she suddenly grabbed Wato as he was walking around the room and started rubbing him. Wato was apparently startled by this quite often with a "Giiyaaaah!" (After being released, he'd just continue his walk as if nothing happened). Even though she disliked him so much... she eventually fell completely under Wato's spell. Cats are amazing, aren't they? They have the power to change people. (I have more stories about Wato, so I'll share them again later-)