Those days when I was reborn as a cat

Lu Yu's two hind limbs used force to stabilize his upper body, and his long tail swung from side to side like a slap. He threw himself on the cat's scratching post and scratched it wildly as if it were the face of Yuanyuan's owner.

The cat scratching post in the shape of a Christmas tree was wrapped by Lu Shi with hemp rope and tree stumps, and he also wore a festive Christmas hat on the top.

Placing it in the store on the first floor can not only be used as decoration, but also as a claw-sharpening toy to attract Lu Yu to come and play.

In the days after the Christmas cat scratching post was first made, Lu Yu couldn't put his claws away, so he went to the first floor to sharpen his claws when he had free time. Thanks to the light of the cat scratching post, customers who come to the store to buy flowers these days have more chances to see the little civet cat.

The way Lu Yu scratched hard fell into Sen Wu's eyes. A cat's claws are important weapons for hunting. It will also sharpen its claws on rough tree bark to control the length of its claws and keep them sharp so that it can maintain excellent hunting at any time. state.

Therefore, Senwu felt that Lu Yu must be sharpening his claws to hunt.

Throwing the braised pigeon on the dinner plate, Senwu walked up to Lu Yu and licked its dangling hair: "My dear, do you want to eat alive today?"

As a domestic cat, there is no mother cat to teach the little civet to hunt. It doesn’t matter. The cat can teach it and the cat will help the little civet accomplish everything it wants to do.

An undisguised killing intent firmly locked onto him, and only then did Pigeon Yuanyuan notice the sudden appearance of the big black cat.

They, a pigeon family, have excellent hearing and can hear low-frequency sounds, and can even detect the sounds of distant storms, earthquakes, and volcanic eruptions. In countless long-distance homing races, it relies on its excellent hearing to identify directions.

This hearing system works even when sleeping, and can avoid its ears and appear silently in the house. Looking at its flawless body and posture, the big black cat is definitely an experienced hunter.

Yuan Yuan suppressed the instinct to escape and slowly hid deep in the blanket. The big black cat seemed to have a good relationship with Lu Yu. The cute tabby cat would not let him eat the bird, Gu Gu.

The occasional cooing of the pigeons suddenly disappeared completely. Lu Mi looked up at the table strangely. The big black cat came back at some point and was staring at the pigeons eagerly.

Don’t let your hunting instinct kick in and want to hunt in his store!

"Dahei, don't eat that pigeon!" Lu Mi shouted to stop him and hurriedly walked out of the counter, fearing that the unlucky pigeon would have its neck bitten off by the big black cat if it was too late.

Hearing this, Senwu glanced at him indifferently, turning a deaf ear to the panting Lu Yu: "Good boy, you have such a good sense. The pigeon looks strong, and the meat must taste delicious and strong."

With his life at stake, Yuan Yuan suppressed his fear and weakly said: "You can't eat me, I am Ayu's friend."

It could see that although the big black cat was mighty and strong, the cute tabby cat was in charge in this room. As long as Lu Yu said he wouldn't eat it, the big black cat wouldn't touch a single pigeon feather of his own.

Lu Yu vented his irritated emotions and saw Sen Wu coming back. Before he could nuzzle him, he heard that Sen Wu was about to use Yuan Yuan as food. The pigeon that had finally settled down was trembling with fear.

Lu Yu quickly explained to Senwu, who didn't understand the situation: "Senwu, Yuanyuan is a racing pigeon that Lu Mi rescued home. It has an owner. We can't eat it."

What is the owner or not? If the cat catches it, it belongs to the cat. Senwu shook his beard, but the little raccoon flower didn't seem to want to eat it, so let's spare the pigeon's life for now.

If you raise it a little longer, it will taste better if it has more meat.

"The cooked food is on the plate. Come and eat it, dear boy."

Since Lu Yu didn't want to play the hunting game, Senwu didn't bother to look at Yuanyuan, who was almost frightened. He pushed the little civet flower with his head and brought Lu Yu to the food plate containing braised squab.

Different from the chewy texture of roasting, braised pigeon is simmered for 30 minutes. The meat soaked in marinade tastes smooth and soft. It is one of Lu Yu's favorite foods recently.

Lu Yu kept sniffing intoxicatedly. Senwu surprised him every day. The big black cat was really capable of anything!

Seeing Lu Yu lying on the food plate and sniffing it, Senwu knew that he was very satisfied with today's afternoon tea. He smiled so hard that his eyes turned into crescents, hoping that Lu Yu could finish the food.

Just when Lu Yu was about to take a big bite, Yuan Yuan's confused cooing came from its ears: "Cute Mr. Cat, I smell a very fragrant smell."

Lu Yu bit the pigeon meat for a moment, then dragged the food plate and moved slightly, moving behind Senwu's hill-like body to block the pigeon Yuanyuan's curious gaze.

Yuanyuan, please put away your curiosity. Asking anything will only scare you.

But Senwu thought that Lu Yu was hiding behind him to protect the food. He showed his sinister canine teeth to Yuan Yuan who was looking over here, and retracted his head. Silly bird, don't disturb the cat's little civet flower to have afternoon tea.

Yuan Yuan retracted his head in fear.

Gugu, the big black cat is really vicious.

The big black cat was eating with Lu Yu, and Lu Yi took the opportunity to move Yuanyuan to the counter, where at least he could block the big black cat when it rushed forward.

Following the method left by the guest, Lu Yi checked the code on the pigeon's anklet, followed the code to find out the club to which the racing pigeon belonged, and left the pigeon's relevant information to the staff. Then he only had to wait for news from the other party.

I hope the owner of the little guy is not a cold-blooded guy.

Putting down his phone, Lu Yi felt something sharp peck his finger. Seeing him looking over, the pigeon tilted its head and pecked him again, as if asking if there was any news about its owner.

"Don't worry, there should be news soon. You can stay at my house and recuperate."

Lu Yi smiled and nodded the pigeon's forehead.

In the afternoon, the wounds on the pigeon's wings were simply treated. In order to find out the extent of the injury and to allow the pigeon to receive more professional treatment, Lu Mi closed the business early and drove the pigeon to the pet hospital.

Lu Yu also wanted to follow, but Senwu looked at it with a pair of expectant eyes with a cat teasing stick in his mouth. How to choose? After being torn for less than a second, between Yuanyuan and Senwu, Lu Yu did not hesitate to choose Senwu, who was waiting to play with him.

The cat is coming! Senwu!

You want to play with the cat stick, right? This cat is the best at it!

Biting the cat teasing stick, he seduced the little raccoon flower and ran around happily chasing the feathered bait. After achieving his goal, Senwu quietly raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Humph, what's so good about stupid pigeons? They can only coo stupidly."

Lu Yi was very grateful for the decision to close early, because when it was his turn to take the pigeon to see a doctor, it was already approaching the closing time of the pet hospital. If there were no accidents, he would be the last customer of the hospital tonight.

After carefully examining the pigeon's body, the doctor treated the wound on the wing and said, "Your pigeon is probably used for competition. Its physical fitness is generally good and it will recover soon. However, the injury on the wing is quite serious."

The pigeon stretched out its wings obediently to let the doctor apply the medicine.

Lu Yi's heart skipped a beat when he heard this: "How serious is it? Are you unable to fly?"

After applying the medicine, the doctor took off his gloves and washed his hands: "You can fly, but you can't fly too far."

It is self-evident what it means to be a racing pigeon and not be able to fly long distances.

There is no way to continue attending races for the owner. For those who keep pigeons for racing purposes, the pigeon has completely lost its value.

The doctor had seen the cruelty of some pigeon racing people, and mistakenly thought that Lu Mi's silence was because the pigeons could not continue racing. He was considering whether to give up treatment, and his tone of voice became cold and hard.

"Sir, I see there are many seals on the wings of the pigeon. It must have brought you a lot of glory. A pigeon doesn't eat much, so raising one more by the way won't cause a big burden."

Racing pigeons are usually raised in batches, and new members can replace the old ones at any time.

But it is a pity that failed pigeons and old pigeons often do not die well.

Seeing that Lu Yi was lost in thought, the doctor tapped the table impatiently: "Have you thought about it? Do you want to continue treatment?"

Lu Yi quickly came back to his senses and said, "It can be cured. Just prescribe the medicine."

The doctor's attitude softened a little, and he typed out the medicine order on the keyboard: "Sorry, I thought you were like those pigeon racers who have fallen into the eyes of money, and just let the pigeons fend for themselves when they are no longer useful."

The doctor may have misunderstood him as a pigeon owner. Lu Mi clarified: "I am not the owner of the pigeon. I just picked it up at home. I was still contacting its owner just now, hoping that he would come and pick it up. After all, I also have a cat at home, so it’s not easy to keep another bird.”

The doctor paused after hearing this and handed over the medicine: "You'll be fine after half a month of rest."

There are all kinds of people who keep pets. He has no control over what the owner does with this pigeon, but at this moment in his hospital, as a doctor, he is curing the patients. As for the fate of the pigeon in the future, it depends on God's will.

In one day, two people popularized the tragic fate of racing pigeons after they lose their value. Lu Shi had mixed emotions along the way. The pigeon was placed on the passenger seat by him, and he was raising his head to look at the sky in the distance outside the car window. He didn't know if he was thinking about returning home.

There were two cats at home, and he didn't want the pigeons to suffer from poisonous claws. Lu Mi put the pigeons on the first floor, and later closed the door on the second floor so that the two cats could only move around on the second floor. The pigeons were temporarily safe.

Hearing Lu Mi's footsteps going upstairs, Lu Yu dropped the carrot toy in his mouth and sprinted a hundred meters with his tail raised to meet him at the door of the second floor.

Hey, where is Yuanyuan? Did you take Yuanyuan out and throw it away?

Being entangled by Lu Yu and unable to walk, Lu Mi first twisted around and closed the door on the second floor, then picked up the meowing little raccoon dog and smoothed it down: "The pigeons are resting on the first floor. Birds are afraid of people like you." Fluffy, you and Dahei stay away from it and don’t scare others.”

Patting Lu Mi's face with his fluffy paw, Lu Yu said disapprovingly: "Meow, meow, meow." You think the cat is really bad, the cat just wants to see Yuanyuan's injury.

The expression of the little raccoon flower was lively. Lu Yi raised it to his cheek and rubbed it sparingly: "My dear, Daddy has been thinking about it all day. Let Daddy kiss it."

Although Lu Yu was often hugged and kissed, Lu Yu was still sensitive to Lu Yu's subtle mood at the moment, like sparkling water mixed with bitterness, the smell of anger colliding in his body.

Lu Yu stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked Lu Mi's cheek, imitating Sen Wu's way of comforting him to comfort the somewhat frustrated Lu Mi.

Meow, don't be angry at the poop shoveler. If you tell me something sad, what does the cat want to hear?

Holding the warm and soft little civet flower, Lu Mi finally showed his first smile in the afternoon: "The pigeon is fine and will recover soon. It just can't fly too far. I'm afraid its owner will think it's okay." Don’t use it.”

After listening to Lu Yi's words, the first thought that flashed through Lu Yu's mind was that Yuan Yuan could not throw himself into a trap and go back to die.

Ahem, no, no, for a bird, if it cannot fly for a long time, not only will the time it takes to find food be greatly shortened, but it will also be unable to run away when it encounters natural enemies. It cannot survive in the wild. It seems that it is necessary to find a bird for Yuanyuan. Only new local breeders will do.

There isn't much else in their town, but they have the most caring and kind-hearted people! Lu Shi's shop is full of people coming and going every day, so you can always pick the right one!

Seeing Lu Yu stomping on the floor, pointing to the vase, and then nodding himself, Lu Yi tried hard to guess what the little civet flower wanted to express. Finally, when Lu Yu picked up a paper bag with the flower shop's logo in his mouth, Lu Yi finally realized it. .

"You said you wanted the pigeon to find a new owner among the guests!"

Lu Yi quickly made a mental calculation, and after excluding the part where the fluffy animals were raised, there were many kind-hearted people among the remaining regular customers. From now on, he would let the pigeons stand in the most conspicuous and beautiful place in the store, and leave the rest to him. Give fate.

However, since the pigeon lives in the store, will the two cats be unable to control their instinct to catch it and eat it? Especially the big black cat, which is wild and untamable, but he often sees it carrying various small birds in its mouth to feed its well-behaved cubs as snacks.

Lu Yi's hesitant eyes fell on the big black cat.

As soon as the human came home, Little Lihua ran over and kissed him. Although Senwu was dissatisfied, he still waited patiently for Lu Yu to come back and continue playing games.

After waiting and waiting, Lu Yu has not returned to it. It sounds like he is still discussing with humans to find a new owner for the pigeon named Yuan Yuan.

Senwu's thick and long furry tail gradually became impatient, and slapped the floor hard. It wanted to go over and pick Lu Yu back into his arms, so that the little Lihua's eyes could only look at him.

At this moment, Senwu noticed the human's gaze and immediately responded to him with a bad temper and bared teeth.

Lu Yi:......

Haha, he felt that the pigeon could not survive a day under the eyes of the big black cat.

Lu Io and Sen Wu were glaring at each other again. Lu Yu quickly ran to Sen Wu's side with his paws and rubbed against the big black cat, covering his chest, neck and cheeks, drowning the big black cat with his own scent.

After smelling Lu Yu's scent, Senwu's sharp aura softened, and then he exposed his left cheek. "My dear, you just rubbed the right side, so you should also rub the cat on the left."

Lu Yu generously not only rubbed it, but also gave it a loving lick.

Then it said to Senwu: "Yuanyuan may have to live on the first floor for a while. Let's see if we can find a new owner for it."

Senwu was so delighted by Lu Yu's intimate service that he narrowed his eyes and agreed, "The cat won't eat it."

Lu Yi saw the two cats kissing and hugging each other for a while. Lu Yu turned around and patted the big black cat, then nodded, as if to say that the big black cat had promised not to eat pigeons.

If Lu Yu said he didn't want to eat, he would eat it. The big black cat didn't look unhappy at all. Lu Yi rubbed his chin and was satisfied. In the relationship between the two cats, it seemed that the cute one was the dominant one.

Not bothering to pay attention to the narrow-minded gaze of humans, Senwu held Lu Yu in his arms and licked his fur, all the strange smell, licking it away!

In order to keep the lively Lu Yu in his arms, Senwu flicked his tail to tease the little civet to attract his attention. While Lu Yu was obsessed with chasing the tip of his tail, he licked him from head to tail.

Before going to bed, Lu Yi received a message from the club.

"Hello, the injured pigeon can no longer participate in the competition. Its owner said that it is no longer needed. You can dispose of the pigeon as you wish. Feed it some food and let it fly. If you like, you can stew it and eat it."