I am a cat.already has a name.

I don't remember where I was born, I only know that my loving mother is gone, and so are my brothers and sisters.I found out later that I was put in a box by a human cub, expecting someone to take me back.

The box was too big, and I couldn't sleep well, so I had to meow, hoping to climb out of the box.

I met a human couple.

They took me back.

My wife looked through something called a dictionary and named me.

Wenwen.

This is her calling my name.

The wife is a regular employee of the company and is not at home during the day.The husband is a househusband, responsible for three meals a day, cleaning, and taking care of the cubs.

However, it fell to me to take care of the cubs.

My wife doesn't like to eat fish with seasoning, and she will share half of the steamed fish with me.The remaining half is eaten by itself.

This is my master.

I understand this.

A husband is only the master's husband.

My husband trains me to care for his pups.

The content of the training is nothing more than to keep the cubs from crying and wasting energy, so that they are so tired that they fall asleep at night and don't disturb the owner's sleeping time.

Another job I have at home is to catch mice.

The owner's family lives in an ancient three-story wooden structure.Large and small, there are dozens of rooms.

Most of the rooms are filled with things like books.The books are stacked together, ups and downs, uneven, it is an excellent position for me to climb up and down, exercise my body.

I have mastered the situation of the building at home.

I am not a pet, but a working cat that earns food by working hard.

The master earns neither too much nor too little, and never complains about her salary. She seems to like her job very much.After returning to the residence, I like to read books and tell some stories with the cubs.

There is a square box with a glass top in the house. I later found out that it is a TV.

No one at home uses this TV.

When the owner goes to work, the owner's husband will also go to work outside.

After work in the morning, go home to prepare lunch and go to work in the afternoon.

After dinner is ready, go out to pick up the host and go home from get off work together.

The owner's husband also works very hard.From time to time, it will come back with the smell of blood.After washing the outside of the house, you will step into the house.

It seems that whether it is a human or a cat, when they go out to hunt, they have to bet their lives. Only the life of the other party or their own can be exchanged for food and nutrients for survival.

Today, the owner brought back delicious canned cat food.It's beef flavor, well received.

But it doesn't matter if you don't bring canned cat food back, just like the owner's husband, it's good to be able to return home safely.

After Wenwen finished eating the canned food, he meowed at me.

It's so cute.

Compared with Xiaohui, Wenwen is already a reliable cat who can catch mice in the house.

I feel really sorry for not being able to keep Wenwen as a pet.

The humans in the family will earn money to support the family.But cubs can't.

"The most useless person in the family is you."

I'm worried about my little brother who can't do anything.

The cub has become the little brother I recognize.

Although I hate him and can't do anything, but my little brother is better than nothing.

"It really bothers the cat."

Come here, meow~

The author has something to say: imitating the beginning of Natsume Soseki's "I am a cat".

It's not cat cognition at all, nor is it the content of cat sociology.Do not take it seriously.

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