The cat my colleague picked up is very easy to raise (2).

The cat my colleague picked up is very easy to raise (2).

When it was young, it slept in a box, but when it grew up, it started to resist. It would tear out the bedding that was prepared for it, and then find a place it liked to sleep. In the end, it settled on the top of my tent as its official bedding, and it firmly became my upper bunk.

When it first came, it drank pet milk powder and was fed every two or four hours, but I couldn’t get up at night. The big brother was very adaptable and learned to drink every 3-4 hours during the day and every 6-8 hours at night. When I first picked it up, I had to manually urge it to urinate and defecate. I was melancholy for a long time how to let it learn to use cat litter. I didn’t expect that on the first day I bought the cat litter, it went to poop and urinate without me having to worry about it at all. I was so moved that tears flowed. Before I gave it up for adoption, I thought it was average-looking. Now it looks good no matter how I look at it

, and it can understand what I say. When I’m cooking and I’m on the stove, if I tell it not to move, it will really stand still. I lower my head and don’t look at it, but it

moves . It has scratched my tent-style mosquito net into an open-type

cat-style doll without a mosquito net. Girls all have a Barbie dream. Mine is extremely cooperative with

the cat-style trash can stand

. I don’t let it get on the bed, so I draw the gauze curtain. When it wants to get up, it hits my face. I feel like I’m in prison. When it hears the sound of my zipper unzipped in the morning, it will definitely run under my feet and bark,

and then it will get on the bed by itself. In the past, when I went back to call it, it would definitely come out to pick me up, but if I didn’t draw the bed curtain well one day and let it get on the bed, it wouldn’t come out no matter how I called it. When I find it, it will lie on the bed and look at you obediently.

It was about two months old. With the help of this picture, I found an adopter.

Later, I gave it this bed. I stopped sleeping on it, but it also stopped sleeping on it. It had to sleep wherever I slept.

This little bastard, my little angel, has now found an adopter and is doing well in the new home. The new owner bought it a cat bed, cat toys and a beautiful cat bowl. It didn’t make any noise or fuss when it left, which made me cry. It was fine, but I am still very grateful that it came. I will always remember it and love it forever.

I fed it with milk. In my heart, it is really like my son. I would also fight with the cleaning lady at work for a large cardboard box to build it a “luxury villa”. Although the “villa” was finally used as the exterior wall of the toilet, it really likes it and plays with it when it has nothing to do. Here are a few more pictures. By the way, I love rural cats! If conditions permit in the future, I want to raise Lihua and Xiaohei!

Finally, I will always love it and remember it. It will always have a place in my heart!