My beaver has been well trained

My beaver has been well trained.

Fight, you must fight, and you must fight hard. I don’t know if you don’t fight. Is this “patting your ass gently” massaging the cat? If you do this, it won’t realize its mistakes, and it’s hard for people to remember long without cleaning up. Do you expect to reason with a stupid thing like a cat?

Will cats be beaten? Of course, my cat must be punished as long as it makes mistakes. Now it has been well trained.

Punishment methods, such as yelling, slapping your neck, punching your head, throwing yourself on the bed (if you dare not use force, you will easily break your internal organs), picking up the clothesline and smoking, and putting it in a cage for a few hours if you don’t have time to tidy it up, depending on the seriousness of the mistake.

My cat was adopted. At that time, it was about two months old, and its size was not much bigger than a slap. At first sight, I felt that this kitten had fine features and was my favorite civet cat. This was taken just a few days after it arrived home, and its eyes were actually very big. This photo was just narrowed by the flash of the mobile phone:

It’s called beaver, which was named by the last owner. I don’t give the pet a name, so it’s called here for convenience.

Beavers are very afraid of strangers, so they can’t be vigilant when they hear strangers making noises. If strangers are in sight, they can’t hide in the corners, but it’s ok for me, and they adapt quickly. On the first day, they can’t hide from me, don’t eat or drink, and the next day they dare to wander far away from me, and they will sneak off to eat me when I’m not looking.

However, the trouble came. As soon as I got familiar with the environment, the goods began to bark at night. I don’t know if the kitten missed her mother or what happened. I walked around on the ground all night and kept barking. I held it in my arms and touched it to appease it, but after a few minutes, I broke free and refused to hug it. I got out of bed and started barking again and again. I couldn’t stand it until the fourth night. I was tired of sitting at work during the day.

At first, I was a little angry and held the goods in my arms to calm me down. After a few minutes, it tried to run out again. I didn’t think it would go out to call, so I held one hand from the back of its neck, and the other hand stopped moving in front of its neck. After a while, it began to bite me and scratch me. This is the first time for a raccoon dog to do this. It has been very good and harmful at ordinary times. It seems that it is impossible to treat this hairy child without treatment. I just lifted it from the neck, this fellow. I changed my hand to continue to pinch it around the neck and press it on the bed. I pulled a dress to cover it and pressed it with my arm. At last, I couldn’t move. I raised my hand at it to let it see clearly, then slapped it down, then slowly lifted it up, and then called it down, and made a determined effort to growl at me in the middle. The more it yelled at me, the faster it fanned. The harder it fanned, the slower it fanned if it didn’t roar, and there were two or three points of stalemate.

After that, I would scream at night for a few days, and then I went parkour. I would tolerate it a little, but I slapped it in the face when it was too noisy. It is estimated that it was the first time that I was beaten by me. After that, I didn’t resist it very much. If it didn’t work, I grabbed the fan a few times and immediately behaved well.

The defects exposed behind this product include scratching the bed cover (with a cat scratching the board), jumping on the computer desk to push things down, turning off the computer, pulling my mobile hard disk, playing with toothpicks, biting the cable of the charging cable and earphone, turning over the trash can, soaking the toy mouse in water and grabbing it on my bed, climbing the window screen (this really scared me, so I took it off at that time), jumping on the air conditioner to play, pulling open my locker and planing the cat litter.

This pile of problems

I took them all by the dozen.

As long as you make a mistake, it’s routine to be beaten. The fight must be fierce, fast and large, and you should let it know that this fight is unavoidable. Don’t try to escape. Once I just stared at it after it made a mistake, the goods immediately ran desperately, and finally I was forced into a corner, and my head was drilled into the corner, and my ass meowed at the outside, like an ostrich digging its head into the ground. I was amused at that time.

It sounds as if we have a bad relationship, but as long as it doesn’t make mistakes, I’m still very close to Beaver. Beaver always jumps into my arms to sleep when I write code, and likes to sleep on my belly at night, or sleep next to me (yes, this product sleeps at night now). As long as I wave, it will jump over and let me touch it.

The above is the process of my raccoon dog being “beaten” by me. I hope it will help the subject and not be bullied by a cat.