On how to groom a noble and glamorous cat

My name is Qi Wu, and I am a black cat.

The family who served me didn't like me, and they never looked at me directly, but they were entrusted to take care of my food and lodging.

As for why it's so annoying...

...Probably because I can't help them catch mice.

As a proud cat, I have given full play to the characteristic of laziness. Every day after wandering around in the countryside, I would jump to the highest place in my house and watch people busy in silence.

One day, it was probably due to the infestation of rats, and some rat feces fell into the mouthwash cup of the proprietress, and she was furious about it.

"Qi Wu! Come out for me!"

Why.

I sat idly by and stood still.

She finally found me, and swiped her long broom with a roll and heavy anger, and I was forced to fall to the ground helplessly.

"What's the use of me raising you?" She trembled angrily, "What else can you do besides eat?"

still drink.

I licked my paws, rolled my eyes indifferently, and walked away.

She knocked down the broom and shouted, "It's fine if you don't catch mice, you can't even catch them!"

According to your posture, it is more than enough to drive away wild dogs.

She may have understood the contempt in my eyes, and she would come to pick me up as soon as I threw the broom, "I'm ugly and not a purebred, what's there to be proud of?"

String?

ugly?

Don't give me a bath, don't give me a haircut, let me run in the mud all day, how beautiful do you want me to be?

virtue.

Besides, you human beings, the relationship is messy, and the birth is different?

Oh you call it a bastard.

I don't hang out with bastards.

I ran away.

The bastard's distraught voice could be heard in the distance.

"Get out and don't come back! Dead cat!"

The mouse feces in the mouthwash cup must have been swallowed.

Mouth so bad.

Will not be going back.

The sound of car horns sounded in my ears, it rained heavily last night, the dead branches and leaves were piled up together, and the muddy water splashed in all directions. I hurriedly jumped into the grass beside me, poked my head out from the gap in the grass, and observed secretly.

The car number... I slightly pursed my mouth.

It's the car of the little doll's family.

She was the one who brought me home at the beginning, and because she liked the beautiful sentences like "living under the sycamore tree" during that time, she named me "Qiwu".

In the end, because of the inconvenience at home, I was sent to a relative's house here.

A very pretty little girl with a kind heart.

I licked my paws, and the mud splashed on my body was disgusting.Looking at the car speeding away, I turned and ran in the opposite direction.

Goodbye.

little doll.

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