[Zongyingmi] What can I do, I am also desperate

In the end, Sandra still didn't bring anything to entertain Tim and Damian.

After all, although the pet shop is clean, these little troubles still shed hair, and eating in it is not very hygienic, so Sandra didn't prepare anything for them.

"Titus's dog food is out, Damian must bring him over to buy dog ​​food, I just brought him over along the way."

Just as Tim was about to pull out a chair and sit down, he saw a three-colored cat jumping on the seat and staring at him unfriendlyly, so he had to stop and stand aside.Instead, Damian hugged Sanhua and led Titus to sit on the seat occupied by Sanhua. Seeing Tim sitting down proudly and proudly, the pride in his eyes was beyond words surface.

"Sanhua, don't be so rude."

Sandra quickly brought another chair to her boss and placed it by the table, but Tim took out his phone, looked at the time, waved his hand and said, "I don't need it, I still have to go to Wayne Group, Damian, I'll leave it to you."

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He looked at Tim with a dazed look, yawned and threw his little brother to himself, then pushed the door and left.When Sandra realized that Tim meant that Damian was kept in his care, the idea of ​​resignation remained in her mind.

"...Actually, I will deliver the dog food to Wayne Manor in the afternoon, so you don't need to trouble yourself."

Although she wasn't that scared of Damian and felt pretty good, Sandra didn't know how to get along with the difficult little boy, so she hesitated for a while before saying so.

"Then Titus will miss a meal in the morning."

Even though the young boy still looks childish, the aura on his body alone is quite scary.While smoothing Sanhua's hair, he patted the head of Titus, looking around at the pets moving freely in the pet shop, and said this to Sandra with a frown.

"Okay, then I'll prepare some food for him to pad his stomach."

Little Sunflower familiarly bit a melon seed and landed on Sandra's head, but Sandra was indifferent to it, as if she was already familiar with its routine.Du Ge was quite familiar with Damian, and now he landed on the round table quite naturally, tilting his head and looking at Damian.

Damian nodded reservedly indicating that she could go.Sandra estimated that the time was almost up, and took out the steaming fish cakes from the pot, then dragged a bag of dog food out of the cabinet below, found a clean stainless steel basin, scooped some dog food Go in and take out.

Damian is stroking Sanhua patiently, and Sanhua is obviously enjoying Damian's service, happily showing her soft belly and purring slightly, allowing Damian to stroke it from beginning to end .

Sandra put the dog food on the table.The pure black Great Dane looked at Sandra with its head tilted in some confusion, and then when Sandra reached out to her, he obediently put his head against her palm and rubbed it gently, standing up straight He got up and started eating the dog food on the table.

Sandra's expression became extremely gentle, but this gentleness only lasted until Little Sunflower spit the melon seed husk onto her head.

"How many times have I told you not to eat on my head!"

Sandra grabbed the little sunflower off her head, then brushed off the melon seed husk from her head and shouted at the innocent-looking sunflower cockatoo in a broken voice: "When you flew up just now, Isn't it just biting a melon seed? Where did you get so many shells?"

For this, Little Sunflower just gave Sandra a rather innocent look.

Sandra also had no choice but to stare at it and then hug it to the bird stand to prevent it from flying to her. She couldn't think of any other effective punishment.

Seeing that the others had almost eaten, Sandra urged a few troublemakers who were always refusing to eat well and had to leave some to eat up the leftover food, and cleaned up all the messy food bowls one at a time.

She thought about it, looked at Damian who was rubbing Sanhua and more and more cats gathered around her, and chose to close the curtains and hang the closed sign outside.

Although Damian was teasing the cat, he was still wary of Sandra's every move.He frowned when he saw her hanging the sign outside, and swallowed what he wanted to say when he noticed her pair of huge wings dragging on the ground.

"The kitchen is inside, and the fruits in the refrigerator are all fresh and edible. The rest are snacks for them. I still don't recommend you to eat them. If Titus' dog food is not enough, just call me. I'm in Clean up in the kitchen."

With a stack of food bowls in her arms, Sandra said to Damian as she walked into the kitchen.

Damian nodded haughtily, and then turned his attention to the Bombay cat that jumped on his legs, stroking its ears gently along its ears.

And this cat who is particularly naughty and wants to be a relative is obviously very satisfied with his treatment, almost completely curled up in Damian's arms, limp on Damian's stomach like a whole cat skin, and hooked leisurely It makes a comfortable and contented small purr with its tail.

There are simply a lot of things going on in the pet store, and Sandra has no time to think about how to get along with Damian for the time being.After washing all the food bowls, Sandra has to clean up the food eaten by the little troublemakers on the ground.Although a pair of wings doesn't weigh too much for her, but because they are too big, they always drag the garbage on the ground to disperse the garbage she just swept, which makes Sandra a little crazy, and she can only slightly Spread some wings and hover in mid-air to sweep the ground. At least it didn't let the wings dirty the ground and the garbage didn't dirty the wings.

The only trouble was that when she opened her wings, the parrots in the store would huddle towards her, and they couldn't get rid of her after several times. Sandra could only let them stand on her body like a bird stand and continue Doing your own thing.

"Oh! Milk! No!"

Sandra raised her height all of a sudden, almost hitting the ceiling, and yelled at a snow-footed black cat that jumped towards her bottom feathers but was dodged by her with lingering fear.

The little black cat, who was at his most active age, was scolded by Sandra, and looked at Sandra with his back tilted and his head tilted at a loss, as if he didn't know what was wrong with him.Sandra was also terrified by Milk's behavior just now. The row of feathers could easily tear apart the cat's soft body, and Milk really jumped on it. Now she should collect the cat's body.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to kill you."

Sandra quickly lowered her height, hugged the little black cat tightly in her arms, kissed and comforted her, and she still felt covered in cold sweat.Simply Milk was just startled by Sandra's loud scolding voice just now, and after being held in Sandra's arms and rubbed for a while, she resumed her active nature, and stretched out her paws eagerly to catch Sandra's body. Pull the little heart on the shoulder.

"Don't make trouble, Xiao Taoxin is not your toy."

Sandra put the milk on the cat climbing frame and told him, while handing him a plush toy for him to hold and play with.

Now Sandra found another problem.

Hunting is the nature of all cats. Even though these cats have become sweet and lovely pets, the wildness engraved in their genes still encourages them to sharpen their hunting ability unconsciously while playing around. .So even if there are enough food and toys in the pet store for them to have fun, it is still difficult for cats to control their urge to attack the parrots in the store.

Even if they do not catch parrots for food, their instinct still drives them to hunt.

This has led to the fact that they often pounce on Sandra from behind to play with her when her back is facing them, but now that Sandra has such a lot of weapons on her body, what if these curious people The cats had to have their paws cut off if they wanted to try to play around.

"Okay, my ancestors, this is not a joke."

Fitting the wings behind her, Sandra bent down and picked up the coal that was rolling around her feet and wanted to grab the feathers for fun, that is, the black cat with a piece of ear missing, and put it aside, and then the wings Standing tall and close together, the cats don't flop down on those sharp long feathers before they can get on with their work.

It's just that keeping the wings in this position made her work extremely difficult, and she always touched there backwards, which made Sandra a little annoyed.

"Little bird, can I trouble you to watch those cats and stop them trying to pounce on me?"

Obviously, it is unrealistic to preach to the cats—anyway, if they find a chance to hear what they want to hear, it is better to talk to Damian about it.

Damian, who was concentrating on stroking the cat, seemed completely unaware that Sandra would suddenly talk to him, so that when he raised his head, his face was still a little dazed, and then he quickly returned to his original seriousness He seemed to think for a while before reluctantly agreeing to Sandra's request.

In fact, Sandra didn't even look at his hand for a moment to leave the cats and knew that he would say yes.

Glancing at the time, she estimated that after she cleaned up the pet shop, the first customer who made an appointment in the morning would arrive. Sandra hurriedly speeded up her hand movements, and then did not forget to say to Damian: "Little bird! , there will be customers in the store later, please help me to take a look at these little troubles."

"Shut up, stupid bird, don't call me that." The little boy frowned tightly, inherited from his father, although he was still immature, he could still see the handsome outline on his face with a fierce wildness Unruly, with the slightly exotic facial features and tanned skin he inherited from his mother, he looks like a half-big flower with folded ears and roaring at Sandra Leopard.

"I am your guest, not your servant."

"I know, I know, I'm sorry to trouble you, Master Damian, please take care of these children for me, I'm afraid my wings will hurt them."

Sandra changed her tune smoothly.Flattery is a skill she has learned since she was a child. She has never hardened other people's fists. She can only use this method to bend her own root system, and struggle to get nutrients from every gap where she can grow. Carefully and flexibly changing his shape to face everything that happened.And coaxing Damian is a piece of cake for her, she doesn't even need to think carefully about what she says to avoid death, she can say this sentence fluently with a touch of her lips, and by the way It comes with a wet one, which looks like a little golden retriever playing around titus.

The little boy frowned and looked extremely unhappy, but didn't say anything more.Sandra breathed a sigh of relief, washed the mop and drove it to the window to dry, then washed her hands casually and began to rummage in the cabinet for the pet shampoo and some grooming tools that the guest's pet often used.

Du Ge kept rolling and playing with the colorful plastic ball with the bell on it. The sound of "jingle bell jingle bell" almost overwhelmed the sound of the bell when the guests came in through the door.

But Sandra won't ignore it.She immediately put down the props in her hand and strode out of the bathroom, with a bright smile that was enthusiastic enough but not uncomfortable for the other party, and said briskly to the other party: "Welcome, Mrs. Emilia, Hi, Cookie."

"Hi, Sandra." Some chubby women gave Sandra a warm hug, and the poodle in her arms also turned its head excitedly, wagging its tail and barking at Sandra. A few times, and then kept trying to lick Sandra's cheek.

Damian was going to rush over to close the door the moment the doorbell rang, but Sandra acted as if she was not afraid of someone discovering her mutation, and the fat woman who just came in seemed completely unaware of it. The same obvious changes in this stupid bird...

Damian's emerald green eyes slightly narrowed, filled with some blueness.He carefully looked at Sandra who was welcoming the guests, gently stroked her chin with one hand, and gently stroked the thick fur of the Siberian forest cat on the table with the other hand.

On the contrary, Du Ge, who was playing bell ball on the other chair, noticed his gaze, and vigilantly flew to the table to block Damian's sight.The Siberian Forest Cat was startled by Dugo's actions, jumped from the table to the ground and ran to the side to play, while it was lying on Damian's lap and fell asleep and beat the Bombay Cat to ensure its own territory. Sanhua sat up vigilantly, arched her back and bared her teeth to make a threat at Du Ge.

"Leave it to me, make sure to wash the little cookies clean. The new magazine is still in the old place. This issue has your favorite selection of fondant cakes. I think you will like those beautiful cakes—after all, they are all as beautiful as handicrafts. By the way, do you want to make a new shape for the little cookie this time?"

Sandra hugged the poodle called "Little Cookie", and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Du Ge who was confronting Sanhua. She took a deep breath, otherwise she was really afraid that Du Ge's beautiful feathers would be scratched bald by Sanhua.

——After all, Sanhua was the stray cat who dominated the streets of Gotham back then. In a real fight, Du Ge would have to be pinned to the ground and plucked.

"Sweetheart, you really understand me," the chubby woman gave Sandra a big hug, then walked to the table on the other side with ease, pulled out a chair and sat down, while hugging the cat closest to her and stroking it , while flipping through the magazines on the stacked table, "I like you the most here, and this time I don't need to make new shapes for the cookies. Why are you alone today? Is Daphne out again?"

"Yeah, I'm the only one this month. After all, Daphne is always busy."

Dragging the little cookie's belly and rubbing its forehead affectionately, Sandra said while carrying him to the bathroom.

As soon as the woman opened the magazine, she was attracted by the exquisite desserts on it. Sandra was also happy not to continue communicating with the guests, and closed the door of the bathroom to start cleaning the cookies skillfully.

The toy poodle is quite convenient to wash. Its fur is not as difficult to wet and dry as Samoyed and other breeds with double coats. In addition, it is small and compact and is very familiar with Sandra. After a few minutes, Sandra washed the cookies clean and sent them out.

"This is the food Daphne made with a new pet food formula. You can take it back and give Cookie a taste. If Cookie likes it, you can almost change the taste for him—the price is still the same."

Daphne's homemade pet food is quite famous in the pet circle. Generally, only old customers have this treatment. Every time they go back to give their beloved pets a new food sample, this is usually only the small troubles in the store. Delicious to enjoy.

"Of course, sweetheart," Emilia hugged the cookie and sniffed it, satisfied that the dog didn't smell of fragrance, "Then I won't bother you, the cookie will be vaccinated next month, please make an appointment for me in advance one time."

"No problem, Mrs. Emilia."

After enthusiastically sending Emilia out, before Sandra finished packing her things, the next guest who made an appointment had already pushed the door in.