sherlock cat

The author has something to say: After looking at the time of the last post, I realized that there has been no new post for almost a year.

I am hopelessly procrastinating.

At the beginning of the article "Sherlock's First Love" that was written first, Calvin had this idea again.

It’s really common to have brain holes, but not often to have the power of code words...

However, I am also very proud. I have already saved more than half of the manuscript for "Cat", so it should be able to guarantee daily updates (although this is the result of a whole year, it seems that there is nothing worth showing off).

Because the time since the last article is too long, I don’t know if I can still see the old figures of everyone here.

And, I haven't been here for a year, and Jinjiang has added a lot of new features. I don't know if I, an elderly aunt, can study and understand. Last night, I spent most of the night just tossing on the cover.

Well, let’s not be verbose, to be honest, I think this article is basically a sweet article, there may be a little abuse in the middle, and the ending is bound to be HE.

After explaining, please rest assured to eat.

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i am a cat.

A cat named Jenny Baileyville.

Xiao Hei once said: "For a cat, my name is really strange."

But I do like the name.

Because it was taken by Sherlock for me.

Although he forgot about it at all later, it doesn't matter, I always remember it.

Yes, I always remember.

I consider myself a cat with a pretty good memory, but I seem to be forgetting a lot of things these days.

Xiao Hei said that it was because my nine lives were almost exhausted.

Cats have nine lives, I always thought it was just a legend.

Xiao Hei said contemptuously: Humans still think that demons are just legends!

I can't argue with that.

Because Xiao Hei and I are indeed demons.

Xiao Hei is my friend, partner and teacher.He was also a cat, a shiny Bombay cat.

Since I can remember, I have been living with Xiao Hei in this isolated forest.

I even once thought that Xiao Hei was my mother, and I was quite close to him. Only later did I know that he was a male cat and could not be my mother.Of course, it is unlikely to be my father.

Because no matter how genetically mutated, a purebred Bombay cat cannot give birth to a purebred Egyptian cat.

This is really... er, sad for the cat.

Xiao Hei said that my ancestor was Elvis Presley, who was once worshiped as a god by ancient Egypt.It's a pity that I was born thousands of years late, so I didn't enjoy the honor and favor of my family.I also deeply regret this.

I don't know how old I am, and I don't know how old Xiao Hei is.

I once asked Xiao Hei's age, and he pointed to an old tree in the forest that had grown for thousands of years and said that he probably lived hundreds or thousands of years longer than it.

I asked him my age again, and he pointed to another "little tree" next to the old tree that was smaller than the old tree, which had grown for hundreds of years, and said that when he first picked me up, this little tree was just as old as I was. worthy of germination.

I raised my head and looked at the "little tree" for a long time with great sadness, but I still didn't understand how old I was.

Our neighbor Tiger King told me that I only need to cut off the "little tree" and count the annual rings on it to know my age.

That's a really good idea.

I solemnly chose a sunny day, ran up to the "little tree", raised my little paw and made gestures on it, and sincerely thanked it for its upcoming contribution.

The poor little dryad shook like chaff under my shiny claws, and finally rolled me up with a thick branch trembling.

The bright and scorching sun hangs above my head in spring, and the warm and soft light falls on me through the layers of leaves. The forest is quiet and peaceful. For a moment, I forgot to cut down the small tree to prove my age. The ground swings among the branches, which is very comfortable.

That's when I met Sherlock Holmes.

Before this, I had never seen such a creature as a human being.

In our forest there are squirrels, rabbits, roe deer, elk, tigers, lions, wolves, elephants and black bears...

But never a human being.

The Tiger King said that it was because Xiao Hei set up some kind of barrier in the forest, and humans couldn't get in.

If you can’t tell, you may not believe it, although Tiger King is majestic, fat and healthy, with a "king" in the middle of his forehead, he looks very majestic.But in fact, Xiao Hei is the real uncrowned king of our forest.And I, as Xiao Hei's only kind and partner, spent the past few hundred years "following the tiger's prestige" very happily.

Uh, it seems to be digressing.

Back to Sherlock who suddenly appeared.

I'm not sure how he broke through Xiao Hei's barrier and entered this forest.In fact, it didn't even occur to me at the time.

From a cat's point of view, I didn't know that Sherlock Holmes was just a human cub at that time.I just saw a strange creature running towards me suddenly, holding a funny little wooden sword, and slashing at the branches wrapped around me with extra force.

The branches let go and I fell onto the soft grass.

Then I was hugged by a pair of warm hands.

It was a very strange feeling, I could feel his hands caressing my back extremely softly and carefully, like the most pleasing breeze in mid-spring and March, and it was more exciting than that... Let Something cats can't understand.

At that time, I just thought this kind of touch was very comfortable, but I never thought that it would become the deepest memory in my life, and I was willing to sacrifice my nine lives for it.

But these are for later.

On that sunny afternoon, Sherlock played with me for a long time.Everything about him surprises me.The exposed skin on his face and body was bare without any fluff, but the hair on the top of his head was curled in circles.

He also had a hat on his head, and I didn't know until much later that it was a pirate hat.

The little pirate hat pressed his curly black hair, so I couldn't help stretching out my fleshy claws to scratch his forehead.

Xiao Hei and Tiger King warned me more than once that human beings are the most cunning and ruthless creatures in the world. If I was caught by humans, I would be thrown into a pot and boiled.

But Sherlock was different from what they said.he's good.He didn't throw me in the pot and cook it.He likes me very much.

I can feel the likes.

He held me in his arms, touched me very tenderly and carefully, and let me step on his shoulders and play with his curly hair.

I didn't know it at the time, but for a long time after that—so long that my nine lives were all used up, this was the closest time Sherlock and I were...

For a long time, I didn't understand that Sherlock really liked me back then, why did it change later?

Obviously he was holding a small wooden sword and wearing a pirate hat at that time, and he even liked me so much that he wanted to take me away.

and I?

I never thought about resistance and rejection.

It just didn't work out.

Because according to Tiger King, the barrier that Xiao Hei set up in this forest has played a role - I can't get out.

Little Sherlock didn't understand what happened, he stood outside the transparent barrier, and I stood inside the barrier.The small wooden sword in his hand was hanging on the ground, looking at me helplessly and sadly.

I remember his eyes were very soft gray. When I looked down, the sadness inside seemed to flow out—although I didn't know what the emotion of sadness was at that time.

I raised my paws to touch him, but I was only burned by the spell on the enchantment.

I am a cat that is afraid of pain, but that day, my two front paws were almost roasted because they kept touching the barrier.Xiao Hei was angry for a long time.

I think Xiao Hei must have strengthened the enchantment afterwards, because Sherlock never appeared in the forest again.

Since I can remember, I have been living with Xiao Hei in this forest. I have never had anything I want, and there is nothing I can't want.The enchantment in front of me is the first time I have actually hit a wall, and this "wall" can bite people, I can't do anything about it.

I have never seriously counted the time in the hundreds of years I lived before, but from the day I met Sherlock, day by day, I began to remember it clearly.

Yes,

It was 21 years since Sherlock left and I saw him again.

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