Spell Meow

Although long-haired cats are beautiful, it is obviously inseparable from the careful care of the breeder to maintain their beauty.

YouQi Wu is still this kind of cotton wool which is quite difficult to manage. Even if he combs it every day, the hair will be shattered at a speed that makes people have a cerebral hemorrhage.

If it weren't for the fluffy and smooth silky fur on the outermost layer of fur, which concealed the tangles of the same white inner layer, he would look the most like a stray cat among the six cats. that only.

Because the goal is to raise a long-haired big cat, I have learned a lot about how to take care of long-haired cats. Although I have no experimental goals so that I never know how to do it in practice, but now There is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to practice mobile phones.

While coaxing the cat to lie obediently on my lap, I found another comb that was rarely used.

The white cat grunted but still didn't run away, but his tail started to flick, which means that his mood is not so good at least now, and I have to find a way to calm him down before he slips away completely irritated.

"Hey, it won't hurt, it will be very comfortable."

Combing this kind of long-haired cat for the first time was really confusing. I looked at the cat lying on my lap, and finally decided to do it like I did with Sher, starting with the big lion on his neck and chest. The same majestic and beautiful mane is combed.

Mr. Night Moth obviously took good care of Wu. At least generally speaking, long-haired cats tend to lick their own fur when they lick their fur, especially the hard-to-lick collar hair on the chest. , often appearing in the shape of wavy locks.

But Wu didn't have such messy marks after licking his hair. Only the large pieces of hair naturally turned into big clumps. With a little ingenuity, you can easily unclog the flakes of cotton wool that stick together.

They are usually combed quite carefully... I didn't expect Mr. Noctua to take care of them unexpectedly carefully. I feel that if I take care of this kind of long-haired cat myself, I will definitely neglect to take care of them due to work reasons.

Mr. Ye Moth is still a teacher, so logically speaking, he should be busier. It is not easy to take care of so many cats in the house in an orderly manner. up.

The white cat's head was gently lifted by me, resting on my palm, it just shook its ears slightly, and didn't even open its eyelids.

After touching it, I knew that Wu and Shier were of the same type, not only had a rather large frame, but also had very well-developed muscles.

Now his head is lying in the palm of my hand, so big that I can hold his whole head with two hands, and because of the addition of fur, although there is still a certain gap between his weight and Shier, but on the outside it looks like he Even bigger than Shier.

If he's a shorthair, it probably wouldn't be hard to see that he's actually solid, too.

Probably because my service is still in place, the white cat's tail that was swishing back and forth all the way to Siam's body due to impatience has gradually settled down.

Jie realized the movement around him gradually. When he was young, he squinted his eyes and opened his eyelids to look at me, and found that I grunted and turned over after brushing Satoru, facing the side of the sofa back and completely hiding my body. On the front, he flicked his tail in a rather self-contained posture, as if he could finally sleep well.

"Remember to call if it hurts."

I was worried that the comb teeth would not be completely submerged in the fur - after all, his fur was too thick, but I was worried that a hidden knot would hurt the cat when I combed it lightly, so I Still a little nervous, after all, it is not easy to comb someone else's cat with alopecia areata, so he scratched Wu's chin while muttering to himself, and suddenly felt that the comb hit something.

—oh, that cat collar that at least looked extraordinarily expensive hidden in his fur.

I thought about it and took off the collar on his neck for the time being.I thought this collar would be quite difficult to remove, but when I actually opened the buckle, I realized that it was unexpectedly easy to remove—maybe I was worried that someone would really plan to remove it if they couldn’t remove it. Threatening the cat's life.

I don't intend to point fingers at other people's preferences. I have said before that it will be annoying to mention it repeatedly. Therefore, after I took it off, I just looked at this brand name a little bit, and found that the cat card on it is really simple and almost the same as this brand name. A gaudy collar is out of place, but it is highly consistent with other cat brands.

"I don't understand... Mr. Moth obviously cares about you so much, why didn't you leave your phone number and home address for your cat tags?"

I continued to talk to the cat while combing the somewhat messy fur that was pressed by the collar with my fingers: "After all, you guys are all little villains who like to sneak out to play by themselves, aren't you?"

The comb combs more smoothly without the hindrance of the collar.The snow-white fur that was rubbed against the collar due to the cat's actions was a little knotted, but it's not difficult to untangle it, just to prevent the pain, I regretfully took the nitrous and didn't put it on the pillow. I use the pillow on my back to put it under Lu Wu's head, so that I can free up my hands to loosen the tangled hairball on my neck a little bit.

Fortunately, the more well-behaved Russian blue cat didn't care. It just nestled next to me and went back to sleep without even moving its tail.

However, as expected, although it was neatly groomed, the comb teeth could not penetrate deeper after a few brushes—because the gaps between the teeth were already filled with combed cats and cats.

Thin and long, soft and soft, like a large ball of cotton stuck between the teeth of the comb.

The cat in question not only seemed to have no problems at all, but even moved his body very actively to find a more comfortable position for his head on the pillow, so that I could notice his more fluffy belly and tail.

I expected that long-haired cats would shed so many cats, and although the weather has begun to cool down, it is still stepping on the tail of summer. If the sun is bright in the morning, it is still possible to walk in the sun for a while It makes people feel so hot that they faintly start to sweat, so it is obvious that Wu is still in the half-year-long hair removal period, which can be easily forgiven.

I picked the cat hair stuck between the teeth of the comb, and when I looked at the small pile of white hairs piled up on the coffee table, I suddenly wondered to what extent I would basically not have such a cat hair. Many shed old hairs get stuck on the comb.

With the idea of ​​doing it when I am idle, I use a row comb to comb the collar hair that is more prone to knots because the cat's activities are the most frequent.

This circle of majestic mane needs to show such charm, which naturally requires patience, but when I comb for at least 10 minutes, I can still pick off old hairs that have not been reduced at all, and I gradually begin to feel Things are not right.

I was silent for a while, looking at the piles of white hairs that had piled up on the table, after thinking for a while, I decided not to focus on such a small area for the time being.

To be a man is to look at one thing from a comprehensive perspective. For example, when the old hair on Wu's neck seems to be too long to comb, maybe I can change the position and comb all the hair on his whole body first.

The flying cat fur was scattered everywhere like catkins flying around in spring, and Jie, who seemed to have a sensitive nose, had already started to sneeze.

Finally after three sneezes in a row.He finally couldn't bear it anymore and pulled his head out from the gap between the sofa and the pillow, looked at the white cat lying on my lap with disgust, walked around us and jumped from the ground to another cat crawl far away from the center of the storm On the shelf, in a blink of an eye, he had already jumped into the highest position of the cat's nest, facing the hole with his buttocks, flicked his tail out of the hole in displeasure, swung it from side to side impatiently, and finally landed straight as if pretending to be dead. fall outside.

It seems that I suddenly understand why the group of cats on the sofa are sleeping with their faces facing the back of the sofa.

The only one who is as motionless as a mountain and sleeps peacefully with eyes closed is the Wugu on my lap. I thought that Shier could endure until the end, but not long after Jie walked away, he meowed impatiently. After a few sneezing snorts in a row, I could hear the faint sound of his bloodthirsty paws plucking on the platform where he was lying on his stomach.

"You are not allowed to hit anyone."

When he was stuck in the millennium problem of whether to beat Wu first or me first, I raised my hand and knocked on his forehead first, and said ruthlessly: "Don't even beat me up. The flannelette I spread on the table is scratched, and I won’t buy you a new bed after scratching, you can sleep on this cold table all winter.”

He let out an annoyed whine from his throat, bit his little pillow one last bite and jumped into the highest cat litter on his cat climbing frame, and buried his head in the sleeping cat nest just like Jie It only showed its buttocks, and even more miserly, it didn't even show me its tail.

I'm pretty sure that Jay's pose is just to avoid the flying cat fur, and I'm pretty sure that Shire's pose is more to show my face.

But I didn't see which cat litter he went to when I looked up at first glance. If I didn't vaguely see that the pillow in the top cat litter was missing a piece, I wouldn't be able to accurately locate him at home.

Enlightenment didn't seem to know anything about all the commotion he had caused, he let out a sweet meow, raised his head and rubbed against my hand, lay on my lap, stretched out his four legs and stretched out his paws comfortably. Lazy, with a comfortable look waiting for me to continue grooming him, I couldn't help but move my hand to pull the cat's fur.

Mainly, I have a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. I can't bear to let go of the half-groomed cat. Even now I start to feel the taste of cat hair in my mouth, but I still hold the cute kitten and endure it. down.

I don't believe it, I can't comb your little white sheep today!

Human beings are sometimes really very keen on competing with themselves.