Cats have no emotions. At least, that's what my husband once claimed. I argued that my two cats experience emotions. They feel anger, fear, and happiness. He agreed with me, but stuck to his opinion that cats don't feel love. However, my cat, Sebastian, would teach him otherwise.
When my next-door neighbour moved in, he had a cat named Juliet. She was an indoor lady, always watching the environment through the window. Then one day when I accompanied my cat to the backyard for his playtime, Sebastian caught sight of Juliet gazing at him behind the window. It soon became obvious that they were attracted by each other. So every day thereafter, whenever I let Sebastian out, he would rush straight to the backyard next-door and they would sit gazing lovingly at each other through the screen, she inside, and he outside. Even my husband watched in amazement, and he would murmur, "But cats can't feel love…can they?"
Five months later, my neighbour had to move because of work. My heart sank. I wondered how Sebastian would react to Juliet's leaving.
For months after Juliet moved away and the new neighbour moved in, I often caught Sebastian sitting by Juliet's window, looking into the apartment in search of his lady. The new neighbour didn't mind having the "Peeping (偷看) Sebastian" after I explained his reason for being there. Sebastian marked the small area outside that window as his territory. Other male cats were allowed in the backyard, but not near Juliet's window, which he guarded until his death.
Even now, when my husband and I walk through the backyard and see that window, he re-minds me of the lesson Sebastian taught him…that cats do indeed fall in love.
