Spell Meow

Although I was ready to treat the kitten as a little white sheep from the very beginning, when I saw the large group of cats on the table that were as big as cats and the cats on my legs that basically did not change , I still fell silent.

As far as the hair production rate is concerned, is it more cost-effective to raise cats than to raise sheep?

Originally, six cats gathered together and I became an isolated island because of grooming the little kitten on my lap. The other five cats who could escape all fled. Basically, they all found a place where they could drill Get into the cat's nest and bury it in the cat's nest with the buttocks facing outwards, so as to avoid the chance of being infected by cat hair flying around as much as possible.

The white cat enjoyed it very much and began to snore as if it had already slept on my lap.

The soft belly is rising and falling, sleeping very calmly and peacefully. Only occasionally when his flying hair falls into the sensitive ears or touches the tip of the nose, he will suddenly shake his ears or twitch the tip of his nose, but seeing how proficient he is even Without opening his eyes, it was obvious that he had already turned a blind eye to his flying hair.

This scene makes me very sad.

No matter how he combs his body, he seems to be able to comb out a constant amount of shedding old fluff, as if what I combed is not a cat, but a mass of baffling and lush hair.

I combed the cat several times with the idea of ​​a quick fix, and finally had to admit that the cat's hair has no limit.

The limit is that I am a human being who wants to spend more than an hour combing the old hair on the cat.

"How can you shed hair like this..."

Reluctantly, I squeezed the white cat hard, looked at the pinch of cat hair on my fingertips that was obviously about to fall off, sighed, and put the pinch of hair on my fingertips. I went to the cat's head, poohed the cat hair that still seemed to be in my mouth, and then took the combed cat hair and piled a white hat on the cat's head, and finally got a speechless white hat from the white cat. eyes.

"Although I'm mentally prepared, your drop is a bit beyond my psychological expectation..."

I muttered to myself while poohing on the cat’s fur: “Are all long-haired cats shedding as well as you? Or are you a special case? How does Mr. Night Moth usually take care of you? It's a breed... Damn it, or is it that your cotton hair is particularly good at shedding?"

Although the cat can't speak, I can still see a kind of cold sobriety belonging to a cat from his expressionless (?) blue eyes.

He seemed to be really trying to tell me with his eyes that long-haired cats can fall like this.

"Okay, don't talk about it." I covered Bai Mao's eyes and said to him very affectionately, "I will not be defeated by such a small problem. Marrying Bai Yueguang is always a bit frustrating , It’s just hair loss, I can bear this kind of small problem. And I believe that smart kittens will know how to take care of themselves, right?”

The feeling of being stared at by something suddenly made my hairy hairs stand up. I couldn't help but look for that sight in the room, and suddenly I raised my head with an idea, and as expected, I met the pair of gazes in the black hole of the cat's nest. into my golden eyes.

I can't see the cat's face, nor can I see the cat's expression, I can only see the two eyeballs.

It's golden like a burning candle, but I'm pretty sure Shir is laughing at me right now.

Thinking that my family is a short-haired waste who doesn't even want to lick its fur, I was silent for a while, as if some unacceptable reality was silently circulating between us and the cat.

The short-haired waste in my family still seems to treat me like a mother until now, and will not lick it by itself unless I can hold it and comb it.

If the long-haired beauty I raise in the future is also led astray by this guy, and insists on forcing me to comb her hair every day, then I don't have to do anything every day, just catch them and squeeze them.

No, this kind of thing is absolutely not allowed to happen!

"You don't need to teach other cats your bad habits."

I calmly tried to negotiate with the cat, but the tone was very unforgiving of his objections: "Whether it's hating bathing, getting into the pot, sneaking out to play with the house, or not even licking the fur by yourself, you are not allowed to teach other cats about these things, you know? ?”

Shir let out a strange cry, although I had never heard him cry before, but I knew instinctively that this rebellious cub must be expressing his disapproval.

Don't ask why, I know what this guy is going to do as soon as he sticks his ass.

Probably because I paused for a long time this time, Wu probably thought that I had finished grooming, so he began to struggle under my hand, stretched out his claws to grab my palm that blocked his eyes, and snorted and was about to get out of my hand. Stand up on your legs.

The snow-white cat hair fell off in pieces. In order to prevent these hairs from getting on the cat again, I quickly grabbed the hairs and put them in the pile on the coffee table. After taking a look at the hair that has already occupied half of the coffee table, looking at the white cat that is full of energy, except that it is more beautiful and has no change in body shape, the mood is complicated: "It's also thanks to your hair."

Otherwise, if you lose like this, you might become bald if you change to an adult.

The white cat sat on the pile of discarded fur made by himself and looked at it for a while, then tilted its head to look at me and meowed sweetly. Immediately meowing, half of my three souls and seven souls flew away. The grooming is really decompressing, and I can't remember the supercharged feeling that there seems to be cat hair in the mouth all the time.

"What can you do with so much hair..." But looking at the hair, I was a little worried: "Can I tie a wool felt for you? But I don't know how to do that... I'll make you a ball of wool and you can play by yourself Sample?"

Satoru firmly expressed his rejection by jumping off the coffee table.

It's nerve-wracking.Shi'er doesn't shed much hair, only when I violently rubbed him just now or when I kept holding him. I have never dealt with so much cat hair at one time...

I can't sell it to a wool collector and ask them to rub a ball of wool out for me, so I can take it back and make a sweater for the cat, right?

The problem is that I don't know how to make a sweater, and can cat hair make a sweater?

"You come back first, Wu, the collar is not on yet."

But that’s not the point, the point is that Gogo ran away before I finished my final look, which made me feel like a meal stuck in my throat when I suddenly received a call from my boss telling me to go back to work overtime in the middle of the meal He couldn't get up and down, so he quickly called the cat back.

Mr. Noctumoth’s puppies, no, the kittens are very well educated. After I yelled, Enlightenment walked up to me quite consciously. He looked a little dissatisfied, and raised his head and meowed. He said, as if complaining that I didn't finish things at once, so I couldn't help but want to kiss him.

If it is from my own family, I will really kiss, but it is always a bit embarrassing for other people's family.

Although Mr. Moth is not here now, I still feel like I am restrained by the little cat of Liliang's house.

So in the end, I could only rub his cheeks and beard with regret, and then started to give him the final shape with a needle comb.

Generally speaking, row combs are used to comb out the knots and old shed hairs on cats. The pile of cat hair on the coffee table is the result of row combs, but in the end, if you want to comb the hair fluffy, you have to Requires grooming with a needle comb.

I really like Wu's beautiful lion collar and squirrel tail. I happily combed the outermost layer of elastic, fluffy and kind silky fur, and after carefully grooming him, I am satisfied. Looking at the kitten's almost fluffy and bulky body compared to before, and the vigorous and fluffy hair that stands up like a needle point, I feel that it's a pity that I don't apply for a pet teacher Tony with my skills.

Satoru also looked very satisfied, his chin was raised repeatedly as if he was showing off his beauty, exuding a sense of complacency, it was so cute as hell.

If it wasn't for worrying about ruining the look I just made for him, I would have hugged him into my arms and rubbed him well.

However, considering that it took me almost two hours to make it like this, I finally resisted the urge to commit a crime, and just put the collar back around his neck, and carefully helped him hide it in the thick collar. Under the fur, I finally found a little change in the amount of hair at this time.

His collar could be hidden in the fur before, but now he can vaguely see a little color from the snow-white fur, which proves that at least the pile of life-sized collars on the table I didn't pick up my hair for nothing.

Suddenly I had a sense of accomplishment that my subtle efforts were recognized. I sighed contentedly and touched Wu's upturned head to let him play by himself. Only then did I feel the numbness of my legs and the numbness of my eyes belatedly. of dryness.

Looking at the time again, it has passed 10:30 unknowingly. I struggled to get up on the sofa and moved my legs with poor blood circulation. Mr. Moth called to ask when he would come to pick up the cat, and the doorbell rang in the same way as I was very in tune with my heart.

Looking out from the cat's eyes, it turned out to be the still serious Mr. Moth.

"I'm sorry to disturb you so late." He looked like a very serious person. After I opened the door, he apologized to me, and then looked at me, although he couldn't see it because he was behind the sunglasses , but I could still see his confusion from the subtle changes on his face: "Did Wu give you trouble?"

I noticed that he seemed to be looking at the top of my head, and suddenly realized that some flying cat hairs had gotten on my hair when I was grooming the cat just now.Such a mix of white hair and black hair is not eye-catching, no wonder he noticed it first.

"No, I combed Wu's fur on my own. It got a little messy, I'm really sorry..."

I patted the cat fur on my body casually and invited Mr. Night Moth to come in.

He was very polite and just stood at the entrance of the entrance and did not enter, but because he moved the position of the cat climbing frame, the sofa and coffee table that were originally blocked by the entrance were now half exposed at the entrance of the entrance.

If you don't take a closer look at the big cat hair on the coffee table, it might make people think that I skinned other people's kittens while no one was looking.

Enlightenment woke up Jie and Glass with his extremely sweet meow, walked to the entrance door and sat down, raised his head high to reveal the looming collar around his neck, showing off his fluffy fur, as if to He squinted his eyes and showed a very sweet expression as if he was praised by Mr. Night Moth, which made me want to rub him again.

But cat owners probably have a certain degree of immunity to their own cute kittens. Mr. Nocturne looks at cats very coldly, but he cares more about the pile of cat fur on my coffee table.

"It's not easy to deal with so much hair..."

"Yeah..." I sighed while tying the three cats on the leash, "Throwing it away feels like a waste, but I'm not good at handicrafts and the like... I'll probably have to throw it away at that time." gone."

"In that case, why not let me handle it." Mr. Ye Moth said, "Actually, apart from my work as a teacher, I also tie wool felt, which is a hobby."

I was shocked when I saw the strong man with the iron tower wearing sunglasses in front of me.

Mr. Night Moth, you are not only a teacher of the people, but you can even tie wool felt, and you have taught your own cats to understand cat morals so well. Do you know how to take care of so many things at the same time? !

But it couldn't be better.

"Then I'll find a bag to pack it for you." I couldn't help but lighten my tone: "As long as you don't waste it, it's fine. If you just throw away so much hair, I really feel a little guilty."

As Li himself, Mr. Noctua may really find it difficult to understand my behavior as a flower planter who cannot be wasteful, but he still gladly took my bag of cat fur, and said that if this work is the best, it will be released at that time. Send me the photo.

After leaving Miss Good Heart's house, Xia Youjie held back all night and finally couldn't help complaining to those around him who were proudly showing off, "Would you really not be bald after being plucked so much hair? Then again, why can you be combed so much like a real cat?"

Because Niozi slept quite peacefully, he couldn't help yawning now. Hearing Xia Youjie's words, he couldn't help but answer the guy who was showing off his flashy appearance like a primary school student: "Actually, you are really It’s a cat demon instead of a humanized cat, right? After a normal humanized cat, it’s possible to comb so much hair, it’s already bald, okay?”

"What do you know..." Gojo Satoru said proudly, "The fur of a cat and the hair of a human exist in two dimensions that do not interfere with each other, okay? The hair loss after turning into a cat will not affect my reply. As an adult, the hair grows stronger on the scalp than you all."

Because of staying up late and studying medicine, Ye Rui, who had already fallen into the severe hair loss area at a young age, was furious, and almost stretched out his claws to shave this guy's pretty cat face.

Although as a cat, he does not lose hair, but as a human being, Xia Youjie, who has lost a lot of hair recently due to too much pressure, also felt that he was shot inexplicably. He stretched his paws and endured it. Noctuid Zhengdao picked up the nape of the neck and stopped the vicious behavior of the three cats in this ordinary apartment building.

"Okay, don't make trouble."

Today, I am here to thank the kind people, and at the same time, by the way, the night moth Zhengdao, who is doing the last touch around here, interrupted the slapstick of the students at the same level with a cat in one hand——

As for the heaviest one, just let him walk on the ground by himself—the final word: "From now on, you are not allowed to quarrel with me again. Before the matter is resolved, don't let Qihai and Huiyuan know anything, and don't affect it. Innocent people, do you understand?"

Then he told Gojo Wu one more sentence: "Take up your own cat fur by yourself, and clean it up when the time comes, so as not to be used as tampering."

Among conjurers and curse masters, there are naturally some who are good at using things that contaminate other people's breath-especially hair or blood to cast curses on each other.

Although spells at the level of Gojo Satoru hardly caused him any trouble, but in any case, as a teacher, he still had to do his duty to help his students deal with the aftermath.

"Understood." Gojo Satoru didn't take it too seriously, and couldn't help stretching comfortably: "Mr. Ye Moth, if you worry so much, you will grow old very quickly."

If it wasn't for the fact that this little bastard was his student, Night Moth Zhengdao would have to let him feel how painful Woolly Bear's hug really is.

The author has something to say: Wumi: My hair and cat hair are two-dimensional existences. They do not interfere with each other and do not affect each other, because I am the invincible Wujo Satoru?jpg;

Contains "The Unsolved Mystery of the Conjurer's Transformation into a Cat" - Why can a conjurer who can turn into a long-haired cat have lush double fur even though the aquatic plants on his head are not lush;

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