My lovely tabby cat Ermao.

My lovely tabby cat Ermao.

This is Ermao. She is so cute.

Her eyes are so watery. I am tired of taking pictures.

Hahahaha. I lie on the bed and look around

. She doesn’t look at the camera.

Her face is very big.

I am the dividing line. I

updated a video. At night, Da Mao usually got into the bed. I caught the opportunity to take a few

pictures. I am the dividing line. I

updated a video. I admit that I am jealous. I received a video from my mother at school. I was so jealous that tears flowed from the corners of my mouth.

But this is probably the performance of an ideal cat who regards this place as his own home.

I am the dividing line.

My cat is adopted. One of my sisters is going back home to develop. Because cats suffer across provinces, she posted a post looking for adoption. I found her by accident. After contacting her, I took her home to raise her.

I thought she was quiet and well-behaved and should not be very smart, but I found that she was too smart. At first, I thought she was fostered in someone else’s home again, so I always felt that my home was not her home. After staying for more than a year, I suddenly found that she had let down her guard and had already regarded my home as her home. She was very relaxed at home, and she was very relaxed and had no image. She became closer to us.

I thought that the tabby cat would not be familiar with its owner, but after getting along with her, I actually felt that she was very frank and straightforward (it seems that this cannot be used to describe cats). She would express everything directly by meowing. And she loves me very much. She can sleep with me and rarely wake up in the middle of the night (she is always sleeping and waking up in the nest). And after getting into the bed, she will find a comfortable position and place, lie down with her back against my waist, and snore until she falls asleep (this is really touching).

Later I found that she loves me too much. After I went to school, the whole cat was listless and lost interest in life. When I video chatted with my mother, I saw that her fur was messy and there was no light in her eyes. Tears came to my eyes. Because she is usually very lively and parkours at fixed times and places. After I left, she became a ruthless eating machine, eating and sleeping all day long, without exercising or taking care of her fur. Later, when I went home to see her, I found that she was obviously very excited. She went straight to the bed and lay beside me, and there was light in her eyes. (I know that I didn’t abandon her, but she didn’t come back for a long time because she had something to do. She ate well because she was afraid that she would be gone

when I came home, but she was listless all day long. Of course, it is possible that she is just a biped.) Later, I brought Ermao back, thinking that it would be good for the two cats to accompany each other. But on the day I came back, she seemed to be very angry with me when she smelled me. In the past, I never smelled her when I went home and didn’t pay attention to how I was out (dog head). After I brought Ermao back, she kept smelling me to identify me.

But after getting familiar with her, she treated Ermao like a female goose. She must be within her sight every day, otherwise she would look for me all over the house, and she didn’t have only me in her eyes as before. Although I feel a little disappointed, it’s already very good. Instead of letting her world only have me, it’s better to let her be accompanied by her own kind and depend on each other. Otherwise, what if she collapses again after I, the spiritual pillar, leave?

This was taken last week. I can’t focus it at all. She moves too fast. When I focus it, the photo is gone.

Ignore my big fleshy hands. This photo was taken

when I was taking an afternoon nap. It was raining outside, so I covered her with clothes because I was afraid she would be cold. This is the photo when she woke up and found that I was taking a secret photo. Jiojio quietly stepped on the camera and touched me. This is the photo of me looking at Ermao when I was playing with her.

I looked like an old mother 233 pretending to take a selfie hahaha. I have a hammock for sleeping and posing for photos hahaha. Her little eyes are sneaky and she has bad thoughts again (doge). I was a little shocked when I found that I couldn’t beat her during the play. When I was tidying up the bookshelf, she looked down at me from above. She is still a cat-rabbit. Her ears stand up, so much like a cat-rabbit. Her eyes are like a deer, wet and super cute. I hope she will always be healthy, happy, free from illness and disaster, and have smooth and worry-free life. The above is