In the following few days, because of depression and being a bit frightened during the fight, Huanxiong completely refused to eat and didn’t sleep well either. He hid under the bed every day.
The little stray cat found a new owner on the fifth day, but my Huanxiong didn’t start eating and sleeping normally until almost half a month later.
This was the only time he had to go to the hospital for injections and medicine since he was born, and it wasn’t because of vaccination. It was all due to my negligence.
The photo of him after recovery. He was four months old.
Oh, right. According to my mom, I looked exactly the same as my cat when I was a child…
I really refused to believe it in my heart.
I’m going to throw this “trash” away now…
This guy can really be annoying sometimes. He always wants to occupy my keyboard…
He always thinks he’s the boss.
My friend drew a picture of me and him.
A rare moment when this cute guy doesn’t bite.
I usually take him with me when I “walk the hawk” (go downstairs to pick up express deliveries or buy things). He always stands on my shoulder.
—————————————Moving again
I brought my cat there by random consignment. I was really nervous at that time.
We arrived safely. With his thick skin, he quickly adapted to the new environment, so he gained a lot of weight again.
Moving again———————————————————
My mom felt sorry for the cat always moving around with me. She was afraid that it would be too tiring for him, so she simply took the cat back to Northeast China. Now he doesn’t have to suffer with me anymore.
Now he’s like a king at home.
At five months old, my mom raised him into a wretched uncle. Hahaha.
He’s also in the awkward stage, being both fat and ugly.
I hope everyone will continue to love him (covering my face). Otherwise, he’ll get angry just like in the picture below…
Remember to watch this video with the sound off. My mom talks in such an “oily” way.
In the blink of an eye, more than eight months have passed. His size hasn’t grown much, but he seems to have become a bit more serious…
It’s like a veteran cadre coming to inspect my home…
It’s better not to be so serious. Pretend to be a rabbit.
Pretending to be an owl is also okay.
When his eyes are wide open, he still looks like a little kid.
He has learned to pretend to be wronged.
Three consecutive photos of covering his face.
Three consecutive photos of walking the cat in the snow.
Three consecutive photos with “blush”.
His temper hasn’t changed either. Maybe he didn’t get along well with the Teddy dog, so he quickly got angry beside the flower pot.
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