Spell Meow

I overestimated myself. I haven't touched wool for many years. The distance between me and wool is probably farther than the distance Shill wants to keep from the small briquettes.

After going through all kinds of tribulations, one more stitch, one less stitch, too dense, too sparse, and uneven needle holes, I finally realized that the difficulty of this thing will not be reduced because of its simplicity. For me, the only different stitches are different. The difference is that I can weave it, but it is very ugly;

I can't weave it, which is even better, and it doesn't even have an ugly finished product.

Shi Er leaned on my leg and squinted at me as if he knew the ending from the beginning, with a look of ridicule, as if he wasn't the one who messed around because of me weaving a scarf for Goku a few days ago.

"Just be careful."

I touched his head, and the little black cat lay in a shallow pit on the pillow, squinting its eyes and snoring softly, and it seemed that it was no longer cautious and uneasy at the beginning.

I have observed in the past two days that Shier seems to have an unexpected tolerance for the little guy, at least he didn't show it at all when facing other cats.

If it weren't for the fact that the two cats were so alike, and they didn't show any intimacy, I really would have thought that there was some kind of relationship between them.

The long scarf was used on the black cat, like a small quilt.

Shier rolled over, wrapped half of his cat in the scarf, stretched out comfortably, and stretched out his paws to grab my ball of yarn.

"Don't play with wool, it's messed up for me."

I slapped his paw off with a slap, and I was very ruthless: "If you want to play, go and play, and don't make trouble on my side."

He let out a whimper and began to roll around more violently. Hui raised his eyelids and glanced at him, jumped off the pillow as if he couldn't bear it anymore, and buried himself in the cat litter that hadn't been used since he bought it. I went in and was isolated from the world, obviously tired of the big black cat's rolling around in such a short two days.

In comparison, the younger one has a completely mature character, but the older one has been pampered and is becoming more and more rascal.

I don’t know what kind of thoughts Mommy was thinking when she bought it back. Anyway, the pink is delicate, and my age and skin color are not suitable for this fluorescent powder. But when Wu, who came to step on the spot, knocked on the door, I picked up the small scarf that was almost ready to be finished and stroked it on his body, and found that this color really made him very beautiful.

The cat who came to my house to play again tilted its head and looked at me inexplicably. After entering the winter, the big white cat became more fluffy and plump. He is like holding the white moonlight that he has lost and regained——

Judging from his appearance, he is indeed my white moonlight——then buried it in the back of his head and sucked it for a long time before letting go of his hand reluctantly, staring at the mosquito-blooded murderer in his house, calmly put down the cat and scratched him The chin said to him: "It's only a little bit away from the end, you two go to the side to play first."

Today is the day when Mr. Xia You came to bring Xiaohui, so I let two cats come over to play first.

Brother Jie, who arrived one step later, was still rubbing his paws on the floor mat at the door. I picked him up again and weighed him, realizing with satisfaction that I am not the only one who is fat this winter.

It should be said that Shir seems to be the only one who is not fat.

It probably disappeared for a while. This time, the Siamese cat did not show resistance to my closeness. It nestled obediently in my arms and touched my forehead before starting to purr. I pinched his stomach and was caught by him He slapped the back of his hand with gentle but disapproving eyes, and couldn't help but hug him and kiss him twice.

Now he started to struggle, but it was useless to struggle!

These cats who are overweight are also very self-aware. If they struggle violently, they will probably beat me to hell——

Being slammed by a [-]-pound cat-body cannonball can still knock a person off their backs, so when struggling, he seldom dances and writhes wildly. Jie just tried to push away my arm that was tightly confining him. I was discouraged immediately after doing useless work, complaining about meow meow for a while, then my tail drooped down, and I was very good at pretending to be dead.

When I carried him back to the room, I saw that Wu was already entangled in the little scarf I knitted for him. The scarf could not be seen, only the thread connected to the ball of yarn could be seen being pressed by him. And he was staring at Shier, his tail straightened vigilantly. If it weren't for the fact that the long hair and fried hair were not so obvious, he should be in the state of a fluffy ball.

Shier also squinted his eyes and pulled off his ears to make a threatening gesture, and gradually lowered his body to protect his abdomen and made an attacking gesture, while my dear mommy was standing with the youngest kitten in her arms. I watched the show with relish, completely unaware that a war was about to break out on the sofa. After the outbreak, it was very likely that my fabric sofa and Syrian style sofa cover would have to die prematurely and be swept into the garbage dump.

——By the way, before I got a cat, my sofa cover was Scandinavian.

"What are you two doing!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, I let go of the Siamese cat in my arms and grabbed the nape of the other two cats with one hand and yelled loudly. The Siamese cat that landed lightly complained and came back to me and sat gracefully. Next, I raised my head and stared at the two cats I had brought to justice. Although I don’t know what’s so interesting about it, I’m pretty sure he’s just watching.

"The tempers of the two of you are getting better? You dare to fight under my nose? Do you want me to put you two in the same cage as a double row? I think you really want to go in together and be good cellmates." look like?"

I scolded the two cats in my hand with a serious expression and a stern tone. When the white eyeball rolled, it immediately cried out pitifully and pitifully. It seemed that he had to fight back only because he was bullying him.

The black one can only learn from others. Although the acting style is different, the golden and shiny cat eyes with rounded pupils are inlaid on his particularly small triangular cat face. There is an indescribable elegance and charm, which almost made me On the second day after Meng Hui adopted him, it seemed that the sweet, obedient and coquettish black cat was not my own wishful thinking.

"It's no use pretending to be nice."

I admired it in my heart, but I was still unmoved.

Just kidding, I am no longer the cloud-raised cat who has no resistance to real cats. Now the number of cats passing through my hands is almost double digits. There are all kinds of colors, personalities, and sizes. I can’t resist you The eyes of the two little bastards?

"The pork crispy bones fried by Dad will not be shared with you two later." I suppressed the two of them and sat on the sofa, sitting between their two cats and became a human wall to completely separate them, just to be on the safe side He also hugged Jie and put him on his lap to increase the height to isolate the two of them from fighting each other and said cruelly: "Bad cats who fight don't get to eat."

Now one or two of them started to babble, hoping to let me cancel this cruel punishment.

Shi Er is very experienced, and has realized that in this kind of punishment, I can't impress me with being cute and cute. After coddling me very politely and perfunctorily, he went directly to pick up my father and asked him what he wanted to eat.

But Dad was never a casual hand in my cat-rearing methods, and he still didn't get along with us long enough.

But it's all right, he'll soon know that I'm the one to talk about things like this!

"Don't you feel the pain in your stomach after pulling all the needles?"

I pulled the white cat's thick and fluffy fur and poked him on the forehead angrily. The thread was twisted into a mess by him lying on the ground. I'm really going crazy with so many backlines.

The scarf for him is much shorter than the scarf for others, so even if I dismantle it and re-weave it several times, I can finish it in time for this day.

Wu obediently put his head on the pillow and raised his eyes to watch me tie the scarf intently. His eyes were sparkling and cute. When he was quiet, he completely became the love cat of my dreams. It made it hard for me not to soften my heart to him.

"Come and try the length."

After dismantling it so many times, I have basically done it this time. Although the process was arduous, seeing him happily squatting on the pillow and raising his head high, waiting for me to wrap the scarf around his neck, I felt repeated. The despair of dismantling it several times is also very worthwhile.

Although the length is still a little short, there is generally no problem. A little longer is reserved to prevent it from shrinking after being exposed to water.

The pink scarf wrapped around the white cat's neck made him even more sweet and charming. Satoru seemed to like it very much. He couldn't stop looking down at the scarf around his neck, and suddenly called out to Gera again. With a sound, he leaned under Jie's nose very annoyingly, insisting on showing off his scarf to others.

"Be careful that Jie will hit you too."

In order to prevent these two from pinching each other, I quickly took off the scarf and moved Wu who was sticking to the side. Jie simply changed the direction and turned his back to Wu. I couldn't help but leaned forward curiously and sniffed it. I probably felt that it was a soft fabric. I raised my head and rubbed my chin on the soft scarf that had just been woven, and couldn't help snoring. I lay down with the scarf piled up on my lap.

Shier, who just came back from his father's embarrassment, saw that Jie had no place for him, and immediately yelled angrily and angrily, and stared at me with resentment with his round cat eyes. His sapo style has begun to change his offensive.

To be honest, I think his performance is quite boudoir.

But in the end it is my cat, I still have a preference for him, I pushed him to move out, patted my side and said to him: "Okay, come on, really, doing bad things is not the same In the end, you ended up making yourself the most wronged one."

He jumped up to my side and lay down next to me, his meows were shattered into murmurs of unknown meaning, he looked very aggrieved at the scarf and the cat in front of him, and I grabbed the paw that was secretly stretched out towards Jie. After pinching the pads in warning, he grabbed my scarf again, and finally settled down after being knocked hard by me. He still gave me a silent and angry back of the head.

At this time, the mommy, who is not a big deal when watching the excitement, slowly and gracefully sighed with the little black cat in her arms: "So the child is struggling, and it must be a bowl of water. Now you know how difficult it was when you were young." Waiting for you? You are not as easy to settle down as these kittens, the domineering spirit when you were a child is exactly the same as Shier."

I raised my head angrily, and then lowered my head indignantly without saying a word.

Anyway, if I open my mouth, I will definitely be criticized by my mother by citing the past and the present by citing things from my childhood. It is better to keep silent and suffer less mental torture.

——As for the fact that Shi Er was not raised by me, I don't really want to refute it anymore.