The tabby cat I picked up is about 4 months old and very naughty

The tabby cat I picked up is about 4 months old and very naughty. Every time I sweep the floor, it rushes over to bite the broom and kicks the broom.

I think it is in the way, so I shut it to the balcony. Wow, it appeared behind me after a while. It turned out that it jumped into the kitchen from the kitchen window connected to the balcony, and then came out of the kitchen to find me.

So every time I sweep the floor, close the balcony French window and the kitchen door, this guy is so anxious that he screams and runs back and forth.

I was cutting vegetables in the kitchen, and the cat wanted to join in the fun. I didn’t let it go to the table, but it turned around and left the kitchen, bypassed the living room and came to the balcony, and jumped from the balcony to the kitchen window, so there was a cat head facing the chopping board outside the kitchen window.

I have to say that cats have a much better sense of direction than me.

Here is a cute video of my childhood. When I was a little over a month old

, the cat always bit me. If I touched it, it would bite me. My arms were covered with scars and it was horrible. I was furious. “Why can’t you touch me with your fur? If you bite me again, I will throw you out to wander!”

The cat looked up at me and turned to look outside the door, still keeping aloof.

It understands what I say! But it just

won’t let me touch it. If I touch it, it will bite. The main character of the tabby cat is rebellious! In the past, when we slept, the cat would parkour and dance in the room, and bite our feet exposed outside the quilt, forcing me to cruelly drive it out of the room at night.

Later, it took advantage of us not closing the door, entered the room to inspect, walked under the bed, the bay window, and the bookcase, and then walked out of the door leisurely.

But recently, the cat seems to have become enlightened.

We went back to our hometown for three days during the National Day holiday, and the cat was left alone. Three days later, when I opened the door, I saw a big gray cat with fluffy hair and a big waist standing on the sofa. I almost thought it was a new wild cat.

The chubby face

didn’t act cute as expected. The cat turned around and ran, from the sofa to the shoe cabinet, from the coffee table to the dining table, and then jumped to the windowsill. In short, it jumped up and down, parkouring all over the house.

Maybe it was too excited and crazy.

That night, I was going to take the baby to bed. The cat walked in with ease, inspected as usual, then jumped onto the bed and lay down at the end of the bed, spread out its fat body, rolled over with its belly facing up, blinking sleepily. Is it going to sleep with us?

The cat seemed to understand that we have to sleep at night. It seems that it has thought about many cat life issues in the past three days.

Thinking about cat life

In the morning, I woke up and was too lazy to move. I found that the cat was awake too. It stretched, walked to the head of the bed, and sniffed my and the baby’s faces. It was still breathing. Then it jumped out of bed with confidence to go out to eat and go to the toilet.

The four and a half month old cat adjusted its own rhythm and kept pace with us.

Now when I urge my child to eat, the cat immediately runs to the dining table. When I urge my child to go to bed, the cat has already laid down at the end of the bed. The child dawdles, but the cat responds as soon as I call

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