A meow and a dog

Batcat woke up on a sunny morning. After cleaning its beard and tail as usual, it was carefully held up by a pair of callused hands to check the degree of healing of its hind legs.

It meowed twice, even though it had been raised like this countless times, it was still not used to it.

Its owner, the new Prince of Gotham, pinched one of its front paws and scratched it like a mischievous one.

The cat broke free from the hand, angrily gave the owner three scratches, then licked the paw it had regained, and ordered the man to put itself down.

The man did as he did, covered his face, and wailed a few times.It wasn't fooled. After sitting down on the sofa alone, it was ready to take another nap.

The hand reached out again——

Batcat stood up violently, stepped back and forth on the sofa, and tried to drive away that despicable and shameless master with its tail.

Fortunately, before it got angry, the man withdrew his hand—he brought a basin of milk!This can't be hidden from the cat's sensitive nose.It decided not to argue with its master.Hobbling and running to the food bowl, the cat drank to its full satisfaction, but when it turned around, the owner was gone.

Where has the master gone?

It moved its ears, took small steps, took advantage of no one, quietly went downstairs, and got out through a door on the door for cats.

After Batcat left the Wayne Mansion, he almost got carried away, but fortunately, the cat's thinking quickly gained the upper hand, and it immediately realized that this was a rare opportunity to travel alone.To show his congratulations, he went to catch two mice, and with their tiny tails in his mouth, he started lunch in front of Gotham City's Crime Alley.

A kitten snuggled up to it, staring at the mice eagerly.

Batcat wasn't happy at all, because it meant that if he didn't want to get a bad name, he got half of the cat.It pressed the brown one under the right paw and gave the kitten the one under the left paw.

The kitten swallowed the mouse in one gulp, licked its lips, and said to the bat cat: "The one under your paw is actually a hamster. Maybe it has an owner. Do you want to send it back now?"

Batcat felt even more unhappy.

"I know." It said viciously, trying to hide its embarrassment.

The kitten meowed a few times, and boldly rubbed against Batcat's leg.

Batcat had to resist the urge to rub back and push the kitten away.The kitten let out a cry of dissatisfaction, and turned its attention to the hamster again.

"Is it still alive?" Kitten asked.

The bat cat felt the temperature under its paws, and replied: "Of course." The hamster also trembled accordingly.

But the kitten suddenly lost interest in the bat cat and hamster. "I'm leaving." He left a sentence, turned and ran back to the alley.

"Unreasonable child." The bat cat snorted, picked up the hamster, and walked a little further.

"You you you you, do you want to eat me?"

It took Batcat a long time to tell that it was the hamster talking. "Of course not." Batcat said, then spit the hamster out of its mouth, pressed it under its paws again, and said again: "Of course not."

When it said this, it couldn't help but licked the fur on the hamster's body. This action made its words not convincing at all.

"Tell me who your master is." Bat Cat said, with a gloomy tone, as if the hamster would immediately swallow it into the cat's stomach if it said anything else.

The hamster said tremblingly, "My, my, my master, yes, yes..."

Batcat didn't wait for it to finish, and interrupted him: "A new resident of Central City?"

The hamster looked over in surprise, "How do you know?"

Because I didn't recognize you as a hamster at first glance, and Gotham people don't like rats.

Batcat thought gloomily, and let go of his paw without saying a word, but the hamster didn't run away right away.

"I'm the Lightning Mouse, you can't catch up with me!" the hamster said triumphantly, as if the mouse that was in the cat's mouth just now wasn't it.

Batcat sent it an eye knife and walked forward.

Just kidding, time is limited, what should the master do if he catches up?

The author has something to say:

I always feel that QAQ is so confusing, but the scumbag author tried his best to express it clearly. In addition, because the author is a student party, it is roughly updated on the [-]th.

Saving manuscripts or something, I really don't...

But today I will try my best to post the codes for the next five days...... Try as much as possible...... Right?

Although the number of words is small, it can be regarded as two updates a day. I don’t ask for collections and points, but I ask for a few clicks. QAQ