Spell Meow

I didn't dare to relax all the way, for fear that the addicted guy in my hand would go somewhere in the blink of an eye, so I not only tightened this... Baina leash in my hand?The other hand is still firmly holding the collar on Shier's neck, for fear that this guy will rush to the middle of the road while I'm not paying attention, and will be hit by a car at that time, and my salary this year will be in vain. Can I keep it? His life is still unknown.

This guy was yelling and trying to struggle as if he had done nothing wrong. I wrestled with him for a while before I realized that he thought I was pulling his collar and falling to his head.

But because I couldn't hold him, I could only accommodate his height and leaned over and grabbed his collar, so that I almost couldn't stand up when I finally got home.

With such a debuff, it is definitely impossible for me to settle accounts with the cat, so I squatted on the TV cabinet while rubbing my waist and staring innocently. I can't figure out how he found Haichang's door.

"Are you a cat or a dog? It's really thanks to you that a person can find such a far place."

After thinking about it, I decided to get rid of my anger first, and I couldn't help being a little curious about this question.

After all, you can't care too much about cats. No matter how angry you get, cats are just cats. Cats don't feel guilty, but people will get angry out of nodules.

And let him run out alone and say that I didn't take care of him after all. I gave him the access card at first because I thought he would honestly go downstairs and bring cat food back by himself, but it didn't work for long. The guy showed his true colors, and it was fine to take the cat home to play, but it was absolutely not allowed to run out by himself.

Small animals are small animals after all, living in the modern steel jungle, even if he has good luck and wit 99 times and finds me without danger, but as long as he is unlucky once, I may not be able to see him again .

Such a life is too fragile to live in a human city.

"Come here for me."

After thinking about it for a long time, I still plan to trick the cat first, no, call it over.

Shi'er looked at me hesitantly, as if he was weighing whether he would be beaten if he came over, and if I didn't come over, whether I could catch him and beat him.

I was stared at by this guy and rolled my eyes, and said angrily, "I won't beat you up, come here quickly, my waist is still hurting, don't let me catch you."

At this time, he was convinced that my current attack power was probably not enough for him to see, so he calmly jumped down from the TV cabinet, and took the initiative to rub his paws on the carpet in the entrance, leaving behind a string of See you but at least trying to fade the paw prints coming towards me.

I pulled out a wet tissue paper to wipe his paws, but he was cooperative at this time, and he also looked cooperative when I turned the back of his neck to wipe his stomach, and finally he shook his hair and jumped on the sofa, sticking to my side He leaned his head over and wanted to act like a spoiled child again.

Although the guy is big, he can act like a baby unexpectedly.When I was arched by him, I immediately began to shake——

In fact, I am not a soft-hearted person, but when facing small animals, I am always quite easy to soften my heart.

"Don't rub me, sit up straight."

I tried my best to put my face on his head and push him away, but the cat just tilted its head and looked at me through the fingers, and finally lay down very recklessly, turned its belly and twisted around me, The paw grabbed my hand and gnawed it from time to time, fully displaying the talent of "As long as I don't want to listen, I have a way to keep you from talking."

"You guy."

In the end, I sighed melancholy, raised my fingers and rubbed his soft and delicate down, but suddenly felt a different kind of hard touch.

I became suspicious for a while, thinking that I might not have wiped the cat clean. I rubbed the cat hair vigorously with my fingers, but finally rubbed out a group of dry debris. I wiped it with a wet towel and saw the debris in the wet towel The upper body melted into reddish-brown dots, which were very familiar, and the waist didn't hurt immediately, and he asked nervously, "Are you injured?"

I immediately opened the cat's mouth with my hands to see if the blood was coming out of his mouth. The cat shook its head and tried to struggle, but I gave it a slap on the ass before it calmed down. I reluctantly opened its mouth A pink tongue full of barbs and a well-preserved white sharp fangs were exposed. The tongue was not broken, and the gums showed no signs of bleeding or inflammation, which seemed normal.

But I was still a little worried when I saw the thick blood. I touched the cat's head back and forth several times and found no other wounds. Instead, I touched some fine scabbed locks on his cheeks. Blood, just no wound anywhere.

On the one hand, I thought that the cat may have rubbed it from nowhere, and on the other hand, I was worried that he was actually injured, but the injury was only in a place I didn't see, or that there was already a disease such as stomatitis, but I couldn't see it.

But after thinking about it seriously, I think it is unreasonable not to suspect that this blood is actually left on his body by catching small animals such as mice outside. After all, this guy has sufficient experience in wild survival.

But after thinking about it carefully, I realized with horror that maybe this is the blood that he wiped on his body after seeing some murder scene——

After all, it makes no sense for him to go out and play so much. If this is the case, wouldn't it be even more terrifying.

Thinking about it, my occupational disease was out of control and I started to make the most outrageous guesses artistically, and finally stopped before I figured out who the murderer was, and then I came back to my senses and started to remind me, "Silly, don't do it at this time." Isn’t it wasted money to find a veterinarian who spent so much money?”

In the end, Shier gave me a full body check. He didn't show any discomfort or pain. He just lay on the sofa for too long and began to meow impatiently. He twisted his body and wanted to roll out of my hands. I went down, but I had no choice but to hold my stomach and couldn't turn over. I pretended to open my mouth to bite me, but it turned out that I didn't want to be threatened at all and closed my mouth angrily.

In the end, he could only slump on the sofa bored, with only one tail alive and vigorously whipping the sofa, vividly depicting the bitter mood of the black cat who is now depressed and controlled by others but has to resign himself to fate.

Very good, I like his character of lying flat when he finds that he can't resist and immediately gives up resisting.

I finally sent a message to the doctor and planned to get the last insurance. I was sure that he probably went outside to toss other small animals before getting blood on myself——

But it's my habit to rule out every possibility no matter what I do, so I messaged the doctor anyway.

It is estimated that the doctor who was fishing would reply in seconds after reading the news: "Stomatitis? You are dreaming, your cat's passion for eating is definitely not stomatitis. If the wound is not checked out, the area covered with blood scabs is so small So scattered, most likely he got it by himself outside——

Speaking of which, if you are patient, teach him to refuse to eat, so that he will not run out and eat the rat poison or cockroach poison that was prevented outside. "

I was silent for a while, thinking that this was his underestimation of my IQ as a human being, but when I thought about the stupid things I did, it seemed that there was really no room for refutation, so I finally tried to justify myself: "After that, I will Be optimistic about him and don't let him go out."

"Yeah, but it's not easy to teach a cat to refuse food. If you want to learn, I can accept paid consultation or paid training. We will give you a [-]% discount for the sake of acquaintance."

You don't believe me at all!You just want to sell lessons!

I uttered angrily and threw the phone aside, looking at the squinting cat under my hand who was starting to doze off, I was so angry that I woke him up forcefully and pulled his cat ears and said, "Your access card Confiscated, you are not allowed to run out by yourself in the future, hear you? When I work overtime, I will ask Boss Xingping to feed you for you-in short, you are not allowed to sneak out for me, hear?!"

The cat shook its head impatiently and tried to get away from my hand, meowing up and down one after another. If it wasn't for worrying about letting him bark, my neighbor might think I was abusing the cat, so I had to beat him up.

After breaking free, Shier rushed to the other side of the sofa and looked at me vigilantly. The way I grinned while leaning on my waist probably confirmed that I couldn't catch him quickly at such a distance, so he sat gracefully on the armrest of the sofa. He got down on his stomach and started licking himself one after another—this is the technique of licking hair, and this technique is perfunctory no matter how you look at it.

The obsessive-compulsive disorder I saw was about to come up, and my eyelids twitched wildly and waved to him.But this time the cat didn't come over, its tail hung down from the armrest like a pendulum swinging from side to side, he just lay there like a wall clock and licked his fur, pretending that he didn't hear me calling him.

"Are you still angry with me? I'm going to be scared to death by you, okay?"

I took out the comb for his grooming from the drawer under the coffee table and finally gave him an ultimatum: "Come here quickly and see what you lick. The ones I combed for you are even neater than you lick yourself. "

He probably also felt that licking his fur was annoying, so he walked over to my lap, and the whole cat hung on my lap like a puddle of water, eyes closed and motionless, and he didn't know what to do. Angry should make people laugh.

I combed his fur from head to tail one by one, and finally took off the access control card hanging around his neck.

Shi'er looked up at me and didn't make a sound, as if he didn't care, but I knew he was not happy by the flick of his tail.

"It's very dangerous outside." I sighed. Although I knew the cat couldn't understand, I still reasoned with him habitually: "Without me by your side, it's very risky for you to go out to play alone. This time you I found me, what should I do next time I can't find me?

What if I go further afield?What do you do if you are picked up by someone on the road?I finally saved you, and I don't want to see you in the ICU again.How many years has your life been?How can you be so fussy..."

"I'll be worried, Shir."

This time, he didn't say "meow" in response, but completely opened his eyes that were so bright that he could see the fine grains of the crystals, and looked at me, silent as if he had heard the words——

But I know that it is impossible for a cat to understand such a complicated truth, and his appearance is probably just remembering that I pulled his ear just now.

"Go and play by yourself." After combing his hair, I patted his buttocks to signal that he could get up, but this time he didn't turn around and leave, but just sat right beside me and looked at me with his head tilted. Rather, it made me see an expression similar to "contemplation" from a cat.

I found it funny for a while, reached out and rubbed his ears, and then moved to his chin and gently scratched the most sensitive area of ​​​​a cat.

Seeing Shi Er's golden cat eyes narrowed comfortably, I suddenly felt a little bit of evil, seeing his whole head tilted into my palm unconsciously, I hooked the little cat's chin and leaned against him while he was not prepared. Go up and kiss him on the forehead.

So when I saw the cat I kissed for the first time, its eyes widened. It was as shocked as if I was a cat in Liliang’s house. Its tail was stretched straight like an antenna behind it. There was a strong satisfaction in getting back a round.

"I'm going to rest first..." Under such circumstances, I stood up against the pain in my back, and said to the sluggish cat arrogantly, "I'll get you dinner after I sleep for two hours."

So Fu Heisher, a cat, thought about it on the sofa, thinking that this should be a different price.

Damn, he's bloody.