Novice cat-raising record post (2)

Novice cat-raising record post (2)

Novice cat-raising record post (2)

After it finished eating, I took a wet wipe and started to wipe its fur and ears. Its body was full of thin bones, and I was worried that they would break if I used too much force. As I wiped, I became anxious. I was afraid that I couldn’t keep it alive because it was so thin. So I grabbed it in my arms and stroked its fur. It started snoring in my arms and fell asleep after a while.

This is the first photo I took of it that night. It didn’t sleep in the cat bed, but in my arms.

Then I basically didn’t sleep much on the first night. I usually sleep very soundly, but it woke me up several times in the middle of the night. It even pooped in my bedroom at 2 a.m. (Of course, it uses the cat litter in the living room, and the bedroom door is closed. In fact, it gave hints before it pooped. My sheets kept purring. It ended up (If I was half asleep and didn’t understand) Then I couldn’t stay in my bedroom because it was too smelly. After cleaning it, I opened the window and left.

I wrapped myself in my blanket and shivered on the sofa in the living room. It jumped onto my thighs and wanted to act coquettishly, but I was woken up by the stench, and I just listened to its pleasant snoring on my thighs on the sofa, which reminded me of the Emperor Engine.

Half an hour later, I returned to the bedroom. Wow, the heat that was finally raised in the snow and ice, I closed the window, turned on the electric blanket, and then turned it outside.

I had just warmed up the bed when there was a weak cry and the sound of planing at the door. After planing four times, I thought to myself that if it planed again, I would open the door for it. Sure enough, it planed again, and then I learned my lesson and left the bedroom door open. Later, it stepped on

me and woke me up once at six o’clock. At eight o’clock, I turned my head and saw a pair of eyes It looked at me quietly. I had been sleeping alone for more than 20 years, but it startled me awake.

The next day, I found in the sunlight that the little thing was quite pretty. So I took great pains to take a more formal photo (it was too lively and smart) and sent it to a cat-raising sister to let her see what breed it was

. For this photo, I still used a difficult action to take it. I squatted in front of the sofa and used one hand to attract its attention.

She told me it was a pear flower, a rare long-haired cat. Then I said I thought it was a hawksbill turtle. She said it could be a hawksbill turtle

and it was quite lively. Anyway, as soon as I squatted, it would come over to my thighs

and grab the curtains to play. I hadn’t bought any toys for it yet,

but when I came back from going out in the afternoon, I said that its poop stinks. My goodness, it peed on my clothes. I I scolded it a few words, and then it hid away. It

‘s so sneaky.

On the third day, which is today, I bought a cat toy. I like it very much. I was so tired from playing with it. Look

at the little expression on its face that I took off my leg after it fell asleep. It’s holding a grudge . 12.28 It has grown some weight, and started to scratch the sofa, bed sheets, and my legs. It’s time to trim its nails. 12.29 It was cloudy and cold today. It ate very little today. I didn’t even give it any extra food. Its poop looked fine, and it was quite lively. It scratched the sofa so painfully that I deleted this video first . It was very uncooperative when taking pictures. As soon as I squatted down, it came over and jumped on my knees.

I was so tired. 12.31 It started to be picky about food. I didn’t give it any extra food yesterday. I had a nightmare today and woke up. When I looked up, it was squatting on my chest. Fortunately, it was not very heavy. I took several photos. This one is the funniest . 1.2 1.3 Multiple picture warning: What’s wrong with stepping on your computer? What are you doing? I won’t listen. 1.6 I bought chicken breasts. She finally has food other than cat food. Now her face feels rounder. I made myself a meal with the remaining chicken breasts. I am such a genius. 1.7 I haven’t seen her for a day. When I came back, she didn’t greet me at the door. I walked a few steps and she rubbed against me and sparks appeared all over the place. I dare not touch her hair in this sky. 1.9 Let me show you the difference between wearing eyeliner and not wearing eyeliner. No wonder I sometimes think her eyes are one big and one small.

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