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

Why did Sally stand at the door abnormally and wait for Hannibal to come home?

Of course it's because of the ball.

But Hannibal won't condone Sally because of her rare presence. Hannibal is a shit-shoveler with strong principles.

He wanted Sally to understand that some things can't be both, that when you get something you can't blame others for not giving you something else.

Sally wants Will's toy, but also Hannibal's ball.

But obviously Sally's greed cannot be satisfied.

It was waiting for Ai Ai at the door, looking aggrieved and pitiful. No cat owner could resist Sally's expression at the moment. Hannibal picked Sally up and kissed the cat's head.

Sally always has a faint milky scent. She likes to drink goat's milk in the morning and has never stopped for three years.

Hannibal was in a good mood, but he didn't clearly respond to Sally's rare favor.

The lunch that Hannibal prepared for Sally at noon was the fresh and plump fish he had bought in a small tank.

Sally jumped onto the cooking table, her tail was slightly raised, and the tip of her white fluffy tail swayed slightly. She looked up at Hannibal who was cooking fish scales, "Meow~"

Hannibal patted the fish and removed the fishy line. Sometimes the meals Hannibal prepared for Sally were more like human beings, and the cat didn't care if the fishy line was removed.

"Sally, will you act like a baby?"

Hannibal suddenly put down the knife, wiped his hands, put his hands on the cooking table and stared at Sally's cat's eyes.

Sally: ...

Is it to show that it understands or does not understand?

Sally lowered her head, glanced at the half-processed fish on the chopping board, and then looked up at Hannibal. The kitten was very unhappy, but it still approached Hannibal, sticking out its small tongue and licking Hannibal. Bal's face, the little furry head rubbed against Hannibal's chin.

How about it, are you satisfied, you shit shoveler.

Sally rarely acted like a baby. In Hannibal's clear memory, the only few times Sally acted like a baby was when Hannibal first picked it up three years ago. In order to survive and beg for shelter, Sally acted like a baby a few times.

At that time, Sally was very well-behaved, she didn't make trouble in the bath, she didn't picky eaters, and she didn't scratch people. The malnourished kitten was the size of a palm, with only a pair of amazingly big eyes, full of trust and admiration.

It can only be said that Sally is "grown disabled".

"If you could talk, you should be scolding me now."

Hannibal tapped Sally's nose, not caring about Sally's inappropriate mouth, and he picked up the knife to handle the fish again.

"Lunch is sashimi."

Hannibal didn't give Sally the response she wanted.

Sally felt that her enthusiasm was in vain, she scratched Hannibal's hand holding the knife a little bit angrily.

Hannibal immediately changed the direction of the knife to prevent the blade from scratching Sally's pads, and then looked at Sally with a half-smile.

"Meow!!"

It hurt the cat's self-esteem too much! !

You love bullying cats as much as Winston! !

After eating half of the sashimi, Sally pushed away the plate and curled up on the sofa, not as lively and self-willed as before.

Once Bai Tuanzi calmed down, the room fell into a strange emptiness as if something was missing.

In the afternoon, Mrs. Smith delivered the dry-cleaned suit. When she saw Sally, who was listless on the sofa, she asked in surprise, "Little Sally is sick?"

Hannibal laughed: "It just can't play the ball, so it's silently protesting with me."

"Well, only a gentle and kind person like you, Mr. Lecter, can endure the willfulness of a kitten."

Hannibal has a high tolerance for Sally, knowing that some of Sally's willful acquaintances will not superficially think that "Dr. Lecter has a very lively girlfriend" when it comes to Hannibal's small wounds from time to time.

Dr. Lecter is elegant, self-possessed, calm and rational, highly cultivated and knowledgeable, and he is not angry with Sally who repeatedly hurt him. They all take it for granted that Hannibal is a cat slave who is addicted to cats. Hannibal's obsessives wanted to give him a cat of an expensive breed as a gift, but Hannibal didn't show his liking.

It was a white Himalayan cat whose coat color was very similar to Sally's, and its eyes were dark blue similar to Sally's.

Even its appearance and character are better than Sally.

However Hannibal refused.

"Sally doesn't like the smell of other cats on me."

Hannibal looked at the Himalayan cat. It didn't dare to look at Hannibal. It jumped off other people's arms and ran away. Small animals are always more sensitive than humans, and they can always see things that humans can't. And is born with the ability to avoid danger.

But Sally is special.

But now Sally didn't want to talk to Hannibal much.

And this situation continued for three days.

The cat is a very vengeful little guy.

They even smelled the strange smell of other cats/dogs on their toys, and remembered them, and then recognized them the next time they met on the roadside, and beat them without saying a word.

There was a news report that an owner who took six pit bulls out for a walk was warned urgently by the resident when he passed by the door: "Get out! I have cats in my house!"

Hahahahahahaha it's a cat and not a leopard, why are you so nervous?

Then in the next second, the cats in the resident's house jumped up and picked six fights, scratched the heads of the six pit bulls, and went directly to the pet hospital.

Real dog and real thing.

Sally decided to learn from her predecessors, and she couldn't be decadent anymore!

Revenge starts with a dog!

Sally, who was listless on the sofa, immediately jumped off the sofa energetically, and ran towards the door with great momentum, but Hannibal scooped it up with one hand before she could leave the living room.

"Are you going to see Will?"

Hannibal's tone could not be heard to appease his anger, he pinched the kitten's pad, "When the injury is healed, do you forget about the pain?"

No, I'm just going back for revenge! !

I don't believe I can't beat a dog!

Angrily, Sally kicked Hannibal's hand holding it, and then became more and more aggrieved, and finally she simply threw herself in Hannibal's arms, lying on her back revealing her soft belly.

"Meow!!"

"Meow!!! Meow woo!!!"

"Meow……"

Sally's meowing voice was very soft, with a short breath at the end, infinitely wronged.

"Meow……"

Strangely, Hannibal somehow understood what Sally meant.

Hannibal is a shit shoveler who indulges Sally.

But he didn't agree with Sally's reckless behavior.

Sally is delicate, it can't beat Winston.

So Hannibal decided to play tricks on Sally.

Hannibal boiled a pot of bones, added some ingredients, and went out with Sally in his arms, heading for Will's house.

Will was going to the FBI urgently because of the case Jack gave him, and Winston waited for Will to come back at the door of Will's house as usual.

Sally saw Winston's fur all over his body explode, and Hannibal couldn't smooth it out.

And Winston wasn't as targeted as he was with Sally.

When facing Hannibal, every animal will subconsciously restrain its claws and sharp edges, striving for safety, because Hannibal exudes a bloodier hunting atmosphere than their wild animals.

Animals are still like this, but people don't understand it.

Hannibal fed the bone to Winston, "Good dog, eat it."

Winston wagged his tail, smelled the aroma and began to taste the delicious food.

And Winston tasted the perfect taste, licked his mouth, and his stomach was full, and at this time Sally jumped out of Hannibal's arms, arched her back, frizzed her hair, and pounced on him with a fierce cry .

"Wang Wang Wang!!"

"Meow meow meow!!!!"

The cat's paws had just been cut by the excrement shovel, and it was not very lethal. Because of Hannibal's cheating, Winston had more than enough heart and power.

All of a sudden, it's hard to tell the difference?

Hannibal: "..."

Inexplicably, Hannibal felt a little stupid for watching the cat and dog fight.

The author has something to say: the weather is cold, little angels pay attention to their bodies√