My tabby cat is too smart,it’s totally fine. But tabby cats are too smart, so you really have to be careful. It was
the first time I got a cat after living alone, and I was afraid I couldn’t raise it well, so I wanted to ask someone for a rural cat. This sister’s cat gave birth to three cats in total, and the photos she sent me at the time were also very blurry, so I picked a tabby cat.
So, on this day last year, it came to my house, and I named it Junjun.
When it first came, I took it to the physical examination. It was curious and lively, even a little fierce.
The next morning after I brought it home, I opened my eyes and took a picture. I don’t know if it missed its mother.
After a while, it became familiar with the new environment and began to sleep on the sofa casually, and it followed me wherever I went, becoming my follower. Later, I
took it for injections and deworming. When it grew up a little, it also started to act naughty.

Later, it was so naughty that it was outrageous, and this is when it started to get beaten.
From an elementary school student to a junior high school student, still in this position, I took a picture I took the same photo. It was the most naughty and the cutest at this stage. It was almost half a year old at this time.
After another two months, it became clingy and liked to stick to
me. I wondered
why it became clingy. Oh, it turned out that it had grown up.
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it. Just like that, it became a male cat before it had any experience with cats. Hahahaha, look at this resentful look. It was my
first time to raise a cat. I didn’t know it was in heat. For a week, it wet the bed every day. It didn’t urinate anywhere but the bed. It made me get up in the middle of the night to wash the quilt in the middle of winter. I was so angry that I beat it up (I am guilty). I didn’t know it was in heat. Look at my clean and beautiful Junjun. He was inconvenient to move after wearing a circle and was stained with poop.
After sterilization, it began to eat and sleep every day, and wake up to fight wits and courage with me. So, in May, I brought Niuzi home to keep him company. It is so sweet. It became familiar with Niuzi after a week of getting along with her. We ate, slept and played together every day.
My Niuzi would cry every time I think of it.
It was one year old in July. Niuzi and I celebrated its birthday together.
Later, I went on a long trip. It jumped up, reached the door handle and ran out. Niuzi was lost. It was smart and meowed. It was found and sent to the property management. Niuzi was never found again.
When it was found, it looked so miserable. I
hurried back with a terrified face. When I went to pick it up, it stood up and turned around when it saw me, with its tail raised high. I cried at that moment. I didn’t know whether I should feel sorry for it for not eating for a few days, or blame it for running away.
Later, we moved together and there was a new member in the family. Last year
on this day, it came to my side, and we spent a happy year together. This year on this day, a new life has begun again, and I look forward to a happy second yea
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