The days of being a cat in Japan

All the way down along the gravel road paved in the mountains, after going down to the back mountain and turning a small bend, a small horse farm that looks very simple appeared in front of Mr. Fujimoto.

After pushing the door and entering, a tall and straight horse with chestnut hair running in the fence attracted all of Dr. Fujimoto's attention.

The horse had a medium-sized head and a long, straight neck leaning forward.The rump is long and straight, the chest is deep and long, the limbs are tall and powerful, the muscles all over the body are long and protruding, and the mane grows densely on the neck.

Looking at the sorrel stallion pacing around in the fence of the racecourse, Dr. Fujimoto said in admiration: "As expected of a British thoroughbred, it is really charming."

Thoroughbred Matt refers to a breed of horse whose ancestry can be traced back to three grandsires, Dale Arabian, Godelphin Babu and Perey Turki.

The three horses are named after three respected British horse owners, Thomas Darley, Lord Godolphin and Captain Roberty Byerly.

The three stallions were brought to England from the Mediterranean and the Middle East in the 17th century.

These horses were then bred to stronger but late maturing English landbred horses, and the result was a new breed of horse - the Thoroughbred.

The birth of thoroughbred horses also inspired a new type of sport, horse racing over there, and this sport has been supported by nobles and loved by commoners in Britain since its appearance.

Every thoroughbred horse has been recorded by a special organization since its birth, and its parents and mothers can be queried up to how many generations.

Hearing Mr. Fujimoto's praise from the heart, Mr. Nanye Xun said very proudly: "Storm is a descendant of the Northland dancers, the champion of the first-level race, and it is a great racehorse."

Although he has never raised a horse before, as a veterinarian, Mr. Fujimoto can still understand how the horse owner feels about his love for horses.

This kind of purebred racing horse is very vigilant, and those who are not familiar with it will not let them approach him easily, so Mr. Fujimoto's diagnosis can only start from inspection.

Choosing a location against the light, Mr. Fujimoto began to observe the thoroughbred horse named Storm.

Well, his eyes are bright, his fur is shiny, and no secretions are found on the nose and corners of his mouth.

When running, the gait is light, the expression is alert and flexible, and there is no abnormality in the distribution of muscles. This horse has no problems in terms of appearance.

I was thinking about the stack of horse checklists that Mr. Nanye Xun gave me. The inspection items listed above were so complete that I almost had to carry the horse out for a full-body X-ray.

In order for Dr. Fujimoto to see the horse's problems more straightforwardly, Minamino signaled the breeder on the sidelines to lead a mare in heat.

The breeder brought a maroon filly over as promised, and the gentlemen hurriedly hid aside to observe secretly, trying not to disturb the horses.

Inside the wooden fence, the reaction of the two horses at first was normal.

Smelling the smell of the mare in heat, the purebred sorrel stallion couldn't help but frequently looked up towards the mare.

The maroon filly, who noticed the stallion's gaze, looked the sorrel stallion up and down generously, and found that the stallion was not only in good shape, but also a handsome guy, and was very satisfied with it.

The fancy filly walked over with its hooves kicking, and tentatively blew in the direction of the sorrel stallion with its nose, but at this time the storm avoided it.

The maroon mare was taken aback when she saw this, thinking that the handsome guy was shy, so she felt that she should take the initiative.

So the filly kicked a few steps forward, stretching her head out to rub the stallion's neck.

The storm's reaction this time was much more intense. It backed away quickly, shook its head constantly, and showed its big teeth at the mare, warning the mare not to approach it.

The filly, who wanted to be intimate, was completely dumbfounded. After realizing it, she turned around angrily and used her hind hooves to dig at the sorrel stallion non-stop.

Hmph, I don't like my old lady, my old lady still doesn't like you.

Bah, who wants to give birth to a pony for you, I wish you an early father-in-law.

The filly, who had scraped the sorrel stallion, ran to her breeder angrily, and put her head on the breeder's chest through the wooden fence, beckoning him to lead her out as soon as possible.

Its breeder didn't look too good, and he led the horse out while comforting his own horse.

While leading the breeder, he curled his lips secretly, thinking in his heart: "Besides, I don't like my daughter, and my daughter doesn't like you, such a headstrong stallion will be gelded one day sooner or later.

Seeing a similar scene appearing again, Nan Yexun couldn't help but said with a wry smile: "That's it, Doctor Fujimoto, take a look, it's clear that the storm is also excited, but it just doesn't want to get close to the mare."

Dr. Fujimoto kept thinking about the scene just now, and after integrating the obtained data, he analyzed it back and forth in his mind. After much deliberation, he couldn't find any problem with the horse.

In the end, Mr. Fujimoto had no choice but to say: "Mr. Xun, I'm really sorry. I'm not good at learning, so I can't see what's wrong with your horse."

Hearing this, Nanye Xun said with a gloomy gaze: "Mr. Fujimoto, you don't have to blame yourself. You can't be blamed for this incident. It is my horse, the storm, whose temper is too weird."

At this time, Nanyecheng took his brother's fan and fanned the wind a few times and said: "Brother, if you want me to say that it is really impossible, you might as well use artificial insemination. Anyway, your purpose is just to improve our side. It’s just the bloodline of the horse farm, so it’s so troublesome to use it anywhere.”

Hearing what his younger brother said, Nanye Xun took his fan and said, "You fellow, don't talk too much if you don't understand, it will make people laugh if you let the experts hear it."

Nanye Cheng scratched the back of his head and asked, "Why is there any point?"

Seeing that the two brothers were about to quarrel, Dr. Fujimoto quickly dissuaded him and said, "Mr. Cheng, every thoroughbred horse must be registered in the association. In addition, the mixed blood of a thoroughbred horse and other horses is called As a mixed thoroughbred horse, as long as it is a mixed thoroughbred horse that is naturally bred through legal means, the association will also register it. But you have heard the premise just now, it needs to be naturally bred through legal means, Artificial insemination is obviously not natural breeding, so ponies obtained through this method are not approved by the association, and naturally they will not be registered."

The direction implied by Dr. Fujimoto's words is already obvious.

The reason why Thoroughbred horses are valuable is because of their good grades, and then because of their pedigree.

Every horse with thoroughbred blood, from birth to the beginning, basically all the important things it has experienced are registered, and every horse can be traced.

It is internationally recognized that within 200 years, if the paternal or maternal lineage can be traced back to the bloodlines of the three ancestor horses, it is recognized that the horse has bloodlines of thoroughbred horses.

And a thoroughbred horse that has not been registered and cannot find a pedigree certificate is naturally worthless, unless it can run out of the championship title by itself.

It is related to the future status and economic benefits of the entire racecourse, that's why Nanye Xun is so anxious about Baofeng's refusal to breed obediently.

However, the male horse has no physical problems at all, but it is the first time Dr. Fujimoto has encountered such a problem of refusing to get close to the mare.

As an excellent veterinarian, he has always been interested in various difficult and miscellaneous diseases.

So after explaining the pedigree of thoroughbred horses to Mr. Minano Cheng, Mr. Fujimoto raised his glasses on the bridge of his nose and asked Nanye Xun: "Mr. I am very interested in the question. May I come over from time to time to check on the horse's condition and record some data for research?"

Regarding the thoroughbred horse that he bought back at a huge price, Nan Yexun has been worn out and has no temper.

As long as anyone can think of a way to do it, Nan Yexun has the intention of confessing the other party.

So for Mr. Fujimoto's initiative request, Nanye Xun wished for it and said: "Of course there is no problem. I will tell the manager of the racecourse. From now on, Mr. Fujimoto, you can freely enter and exit my racecourse anytime and anywhere."

Lying on the medical chair in the hospital office, Xu Jie looked inquisitively at Dr. Fujimoto who was busy sorting out the materials.

After he came back from enjoying the cherry blossoms that time, Xu Jie felt that something was wrong with the doctor's condition.

Every day, doctors try to finish their work in the morning. If they can’t finish in the morning, they will definitely work overtime. At noon, when they are the busiest, they even treat small animals while eating bento.

The reason why he did this was to find time to drive to the racecourse to watch a racehorse that was said to react abnormally for unknown reasons.

These days, Dr. Fujimoto lost a lot of weight due to going out early and returning late. When he changed his clothes this morning, Xu Jie watched helplessly that the belt he was wearing was stretched inward as usual.

In the past, although Mr. Fujimoto was busy with work, he would have an hour of sleep break at noon every day.

But in the past few days, Mr. Fujimoto, not to mention resting for sleep, even eating is like fighting a war, so he needs to rush to come.

Seeing Dr. Fujimoto who was visibly haggard due to lack of rest, Xu Jie finally couldn't bear it anymore.

So when the doctor wanted to drive out today, Xu Jie grabbed his trousers with his claws without saying a word.

Meow, take the cat to the racecourse, the cat wants to see, what kind of horse is so difficult to deal with, that it makes our conscientious doctors tired like this?

Seeing a cat that was picking up his trouser legs and refusing to let go no matter what, Dr. Fujimoto couldn't get rid of it, so he could only say, "Okay, okay, I'll take you with me. But Dasheng, you must be obedient when you go to someone else's horse farm. Don't run around and cause trouble for the master, do you understand?"

Hearing that he promised to take them away, Xu Jie let go of his paws holding his trouser legs, followed the doctor with a wag of his tail, and got into the car with him.