Shit shovel officer and his cat [Comprehensive British and American]

The pumpkin was peeled, cleaned and steamed, and then kneaded into balls with a diameter of 1.3 cm. This was the size that Hannibal found most suitable for Sally's cat's mouth after many experiments.

Because Sally is very picky eater, at first it was a ball, but Sally took a few bites and then gave up. Every ball was treated perfunctorily in this way.

However, Sally didn't hate Hannibal's craftsmanship, but some wayward little quirks of a wayward kitten.

Although Hannibal also asked patients who had cats, their cats did not have these strange habits, and even some of Sally's behaviors were relatively novel on ordinary cats.

But so what, it's Sally Lecter, and that's enough.

On a clean cooking table, a small dish of minced pumpkin, sweet taste, and a small dish of minced shrimp, also boiled in plain water, mixed with vegetable juice, without seasoning.

If cats eat too much salt, they will cry and their coat color will deteriorate.

The same goes for Will's house, which is one of the few similarities that cats and dogs have accumulated in piles of misunderstandings.

And because of Winston of Will's family, Sally stayed at home to recover from her injuries obediently.

Its pads glowed a pink color different from other pink areas. Because of this injury, Sally's sitting posture was very strange.

Paralyzed like a puddle of liquid cat.

A very awkward and pretentious little girl.

Of course, not very well.

But Hannibal would not criticize Sally in this regard, after all, he was the only one who saw Sally's strange sitting posture.

What kind of cat there is what kind of shit shovel officer.

In Sally's eyes, Hannibal's dining table is also extraordinarily elegant, from the table legs to the dishes, there is a hunting atmosphere.

Lunch was served, Hannibal spread a napkin in front of Sally, took his lunch out of the oven, and the doorbell rang.

is a package.

There is a yellow ball in the package.

One hand picked up the ball, which is more admirable than the color of the ball. It can hold a scalpel, a shovel, and Sally's ball, clean and elegant.

Sally looked at Hannibal and let out a small cry. It stretched out its front paw and patted Hannibal's arm.

The soft pads pushed against Hannibal's arm with a little force.

"Sally, you've been making mistakes lately."

Hannibal put the ball back in the box, staring down at the little white cat eagerly watching him from the seat.

Hannibal didn't show any expression. In fact, Hannibal rarely showed any facial expressions when facing Sally.

"Meow……"

Sally jumped on Hannibal's legs, straightened her body and pulled the box containing the balls, the support of her hind legs was entirely on Hannibal's body.

Hannibal, who was used as a springboard, was not surprised that his reprimand was ignored by Sally.

Hannibal stroked Sally with his hair, and took the ball out of Sally's paw again, "You should have lunch first."

Sally slapped Hannibal's hand away again, and returned to her food with the ball in her arms, eating while protecting the ball.

Hannibal is a gourmet, and Hannibal has missed the most delicious time for a dish. The red braised osso shank gradually became warm and cold, but Hannibal has not put his carefully prepared food into his mouth for a long time. .

He was staring at Sally.

In fact, it is not interesting to watch cats eat.

But Hannibal kept watching for 5 minutes, and finally when Sally licked her paw, Hannibal again took the yellow ball that Sally put aside while licking her paw.

One person and one cat looked at each other instantly.

Hannibal faintly showed a deep smile, but didn't speak.

The ball was hidden by Hannibal, an interesting position.

After lunch, Hannibal cleared the dining table, and the little white cat searched for balls all over the room, making anxious "meow meow" sounds from time to time.

Will visited Hannibal's apartment at two o'clock in the afternoon, and he came to Hannibal for the FBI's case.

But before coming, Will took a shower to wash off the smell of Winston on his body. He wanted to apologize to Sally, so he also brought Sally's toys and snacks.

However, as soon as she entered the door, Sally's white shadow shuttled around, and even Will didn't notice it immediately.

"Sally always listens to you, she seems to be in a good mood."

Hannibal: "Sally is a good girl."

Every excrement shoveler thinks his cat is very good, but he has a point in his heart whether he is good or not.

"Jack suggested I come to you."

Hannibal's willingness to listen to the details won Will's trust, Hannibal can always let Will express his thoughts, and Will attributes this to Hannibal's occupation and their familiarity.

Will considers them friends.

After all, they also love having pets.

Although Hannibal rarely communicated with him about raising pets.

Sally didn't stop looking for it, it didn't have a dog's sensitive nose, and the excrement shoveler was extremely cunning and despicable. Sally jumped up and down in Hannibal's bedroom in pain, and could only whimper to herself after hurting the pads. lick lick.

You who shovel shit bully cats! ! !

Sally picked up a corner of the quilt, crawled from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, rolled around, and squeezed the quilt to the ground. It jumped onto the desk lamp, and the desk lamp wobbled and insisted on not falling down. Sally got into Hannibal again. wardrobe.

But Hannibal's wardrobe was specially designed. Once Sally entered, she forgot how to open the door. Facing the dark cabinet, Sally scratched a few times randomly, and all the neatly hung shirts fell off, covering the inside of Sally. On Li's body, the kitten nestled in a comfortable position.

Looking at the darkness in the cabinet with blue cat eyes, he immediately felt at ease.

Unknowingly fell asleep.

"Where's Sally?"

"It has the habit of taking a nap."

No, it doesn't.

But Will believed it, and he put down the toys and snacks regrettably, "These are all Sally's things, I hope it will be as close to me as before when we meet next time."

"Sally likes you very much."

Will smiled, inexplicably amused.

Sally is a cute kitten, but it's a pity that it belongs to Hannibal.

Hannibal suggested that he should make time to visit the stray animal center, which might also help his mood.

Maybe Hannibal is right, small animals always bring a positive mood.

Will left the apartment, Hannibal closed the door, squatted down and picked up the toys and snacks beside the sofa, he carefully checked the manufacturers and brands of these snacks and toys, and then put them in Sally's room.

Hannibal doesn't take away Sally's right to play.

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