The days of being a cat in Japan

The food that Mo brought back to Xu Jie this afternoon was some low-salt and low-sugar specially processed pork floss suitable for infants and young children.

Xu Jie, who hadn't eaten meat floss for a long time, was very satisfied with today's snack, and he and Mo ate this soft, fragrant and slightly salty snack with big mouthfuls.

Now that spring has officially entered, the warm breeze blows slowly on people, making people feel very refreshing, so there are more pedestrians on the street with the return of spring.

A breeze blew by, and a slightly long hair was blown to the tip of Xu Jie's nose.

Xu Jie, who was eating meat floss, felt his nose itchy, so he raised his front paw and wiped it on his nose a few times with his meat pads. Not only did he not wipe off the hair, but he wiped it from the tip of his nose to the vicinity of his nostrils.

Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah~.

The fluffy Xu Jie who moved with the wind sneezed several times in a row.

When it wiped off the hair that tickled it, it was black and long.

Take a sniff, the smell is familiar again, isn't this Mo's cat fur?

Mo, who was also eating with his head down, heard the sound of Xu Jie sneezing, so he raised his head and looked at it with concern.

Seeing this, Xu Jie waved his paw to indicate that Mo was fine, and let him continue eating.

Gently rubbing the paw pad on the sand a few times, Xu Jie skillfully wiped the long black hair off his paw.

If he hadn't seen that cat fur, Xu Jie would have almost forgotten that spring is the time when furries change their fur.

Because he is a short-haired cat, even the change of hair is not so conspicuous, so it doesn't care too much.

But Mo was different from Xu Jie. As a long-haired cat, it was much more serious than Xu Jie when it molted.

When I was at Fujimoto's house a few days ago, Mrs. Rie would clean up the house every day, and the little fat man would also clean the cat litter for them.

So the replaced cat fur was tidied up almost quickly, and Xu Jie didn't feel anything.

But after he moved to live alone in the cat litter next to the water room of the school, Xu Jie suddenly discovered, wow, it was only a day or two, and there was actually Mo's cat fur in his field of vision.

On the floor of the small warehouse, on the table, in the cat's litter, and on Xu Jie's body, wherever Mo Pao walked, his long black hair would be left behind.

Xu Jie didn't hate the feeling of being surrounded by black hairs, but these cat hairs would always accidentally float into Xu Jie's nose or mouth, causing him to sneeze or stick out his tongue from time to time.

Mo can't do anything about it. No matter how strong his ability is, he can't resist physiological changes. When it's time to moult, he still has to molt obediently. This is a natural law.

In this season, Xu Jie and Mo are not the only ones who are troubled by hair loss.

Ms. Etsuko's boyfriend, Mr. Ishikawa, is also scratching his head for the two Samoyeds who are moulting at home recently.

In the past, when he was a volunteer at the Small Animal Center, Mr. Ishikawa combed the fur of small animals, but this was the first time he encountered the large-scale hair molt in spring.

As we all know, Samoyed is one of the three sled dogs, but as a sled dog, there are no other things, but the hair must be dense and thick, so as to better keep warm in the cold environment.

The thick and dense fur is very useful for keeping warm in winter, but when it comes to the moulting time in spring, the beauty of the picture is unimaginable.

In the past few days, Xu Jie found that Mr. Ishikawa in the school, no matter his work clothes at work or his sportswear in class, were all light-colored.

Even the black wristbands and dark sneakers, which he liked very much, were all replaced with white ones.

But even so, Xu Jie's cat eyes with very good eyesight can still find Sam's white dog hair on Mr. Ishikawa's body from time to time.

Just thinking about it, Mr. Ishikawa, who was leading Little Fatty's class to PE class, ran past Xu Jie and the others all in white.

Xu Jie looked at Mr. Ishikawa, who was sweating on his forehead and chest, and thought that the performance of their washing machine and vacuum cleaner must be very good.

After eating the snack, Mo and Xu Jie took a slow walk in the campus to digest their food.

After the two cats walked around the playground for a few times, Xu Jie felt a little tired, so Mo went back to his nest to take an afternoon nap with the cat in his mouth.

When Xu Jie woke up, Mo was not by his side, Xu Jie knew that it should be patrolling the territory.

As soon as spring comes, things start to increase for the animals.

Usually at this time, parents will drive the little ones who have been raised by them for a year out of the house, because it is time for them to live independently.

These stunned youths who have just emerged from their nests often have the aura of newborn calves not afraid of tigers.

They expect mates, status, and bigger territories.

So Mo's territory has become a bit lively recently, and it's all the young boys who don't know the situation gathered together to grab the territory.

There are cats and dogs, foxes and weasels among these little boys.What surprised Xu Jie the most was that a goshawk with a yellow seal on the corner of its mouth actually fell in love with this territory and came to challenge Mo.

Ordinary guys don't use ink at all, and Awang will teach them how to be a good animal with winks.

But some thorns, such as the little goshawk with fluffy fluff, need Mo to teach it a lesson.

A cat that defends its territory is extremely fierce, especially when the cat that is defending its territory has a scumbag companion in its nest.

In order to ensure the absolute safety of his partner, and to let the little raccoon flower continue to live in a comfortable life, Mo absolutely does not allow anyone to provoke him on its territory.

Xu Jie watched the battle between the cat and the little goshawk.

Afterwards, Mo Shengli patrolled the entire county with the goshawk in its mouth, and then released the little goshawk that had almost lost all its fur.

The deterrent effect of the oath of force is worthy of recognition. Since then, the number of stunned youths who came to grab the territory has decreased significantly.

Mo went to inspect the site, and Xu Jie was a little bored. After waking up, he tossed and turned in the cat litter several times, and Xu Jie, covered in big black hair, jumped out of the cat litter.

Xu Jie, who was standing on the ground, shook the fur on his body vigorously, shaking the long hair of the big black cat off his body.

In the past few days, because of the need to moult, Mo also seemed uncomfortable, but Xu Jie saw it more than once to keep kicking his fur with his hind legs.

Also, when it licked Mo's fur, it took a mouthful of licking, and it always swallowed it accidentally. The long hair and food were mixed in the stomach, and Xu Jie felt that he was about to be constipated.

Just as Xu Jie let his mind wander wildly, Mo came back with their dinner in his mouth.

What Mo brought back to Xu Jie was a piece of duck breast, a large piece that had been cooked and ready to be smoked.

Xu Jie usually eats half of such things by himself, but today it only ate a third and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Mo silently glanced at Xu Jie, and then looked at the two-thirds of the duck breast left on the ground.

Well, little raccoon flower's appetite has not been very good for the past few days, and she eats little. Next time, should I go to the river to catch a fresh fish for it so that it can eat more.

Just when Mo was racking his brains to allow Xu Jie to eat more, he suddenly discovered that there was something wrong with Little Lihua's movements.

I saw Xu Jie suddenly backing away, stretching and retracting his head and making a puffing sound.

Mo, who is a cat, of course knew what Xu Jie's gesture meant. It was a cat's gesture of spitting out hairballs.

Sure enough, after puffing for a while, Xu Jie opened his mouth wide and vomited outwards, and a large ball of wool mixed with food was spit out by it.

Xu Jie, who felt much more comfortable after spitting out the hairball, turned around and saw Mo looking at him worriedly.

Seeing this, it quickly comforted and said, "I'm fine. I just vomited a hairball. That cat hasn't vomited, so there's nothing to worry about."

Mo Wenyan stretched out his paw and said, "The last time you vomited a hairball was five days ago, so you shouldn't vomit for the second time in such a short time."

Don't look at Mo's size, but his heart is very thin.

Especially when it came to matters related to Xu Jie, Mo was never afraid to bother.

When the raccoon vomits fur balls, when it starts to moult, what it likes to eat, what its appetite is every day, and even when it goes to the toilet, it can remember very clearly.

So for Xu Jie to vomit the hairball for the second time so soon, Mo thought it was very unusual.

It came to look at the fur ball that Xu Jie vomited out, and soon discovered the reason why Xu Jie vomited the hair ball in advance.

I saw that most of the fur balls mixed with the food were his own long black hair.

Obviously, this is because it has changed its fur during this period, so Xu Jie, who often licks its fur, accidentally swallowed some shed cat hair.

After staring at the ball of fur for a long time, Mo suddenly walked out flicking his tail.

Feeling that it was in a bad mood, Xu Jie quickly stopped it and asked, "It's already dark in Motian, why are you going?"

Mo Wenyan walked around Xu Jie and said to it at the same time: "I'll go to Mrs. Fujimoto and ask her to cut off all my long hair."

Xu Jie was shocked when he heard the words, and stopped repeatedly, but how could it stop Mo with its skill, and finally had to slap Mo's back shamelessly, refusing to come down no matter what.

Seeing this, Mo didn't dare to forcefully leave, because the height of the broken glass window on the warehouse side couldn't allow him to go out safely with Xiao Lihua on his back.

Mo, who had nothing to do with Xu Jie's shamelessness, could only shake his back and said, "Okay, I won't be leaving tonight, come down quickly."

If you don't leave tonight, you still want to go.

Come on Mo, you have seen those cats and dogs who have been shorn by humans being laughed at by the cat gang after they come out. How could a cat make you be laughed at by other animals just because I spit out a hairball?

My Mo must be a hero at all times, he must hold his chest high, and be admired by others. Mo will never do something that cats laugh at such as hair cutting.

But what Mo decided would not be changed easily, so Xu Jie had to try his best to persuade him: "It will be fine after the moulting season, and spring will soon be over, so it will be fine for a while."

Mo Wenyan didn't reply, but Xu Jie knew from looking at its expression that it still had no intention of giving up on shearing.

Anxious Xu Jie couldn't help using his trump card when he saw this, and said, "If you are really worried that I will swallow a lot of hair when I lick your fur, I will go to Mrs. Lihui to learn how to comb. When I meet you, I will change your hair." When it’s time for you to grow hair, I will use a comb to comb your hair, so that the hair that has been replaced will not be swallowed by me.”

Mo Wenyan's expression moved slightly, and the drooping tail slowly stood up.

Thinking of how little raccoon was grooming her, Mo's tail couldn't hang down no matter what. Not only did he keep standing up, but the cat hair on the tip of the tail seemed to be loose.

Of course Xu Jie, who was also a cat, could understand the body language of the other cat. He could tell by looking at Mo's tail that the big black cat must be in a happy mood.

Seeing that Mo finally gave up the idea of ​​shearing, Xu Jie finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The author has something to say:

Mo watched Xu Jie spat out his own cat hair in the fur ball: It is unforgivable to let the little raccoon spit out fur. I ask Mrs. Lihui to cut you all off.

Mao Mao: You changed your hair because of us? ? ?

Xu Jie: How can my cat be sheared, how can it be ridiculed by other animals, Mo you wait for me to learn how to groom with Mrs. Rie.

Mo Wenyan raised his tail and looked at the cat's hair again: Well, you are still somewhat useful.

Mao Mao: Where is the stand...

If Mo was cut, would he look like the one below?