My tabby cat Goudongxi (1)
I thought of something very interesting. When I turned on the light in the middle of the night, the dog couldn’t adapt to it. His eyes were half-closed. He tried to open them but couldn’t. His expression was so funny. He frowned so tightly when he slept.
The second bedroom was used as a study. He would either lie on the wardrobe or on the bed to accompany me. This 1.5-meter bed was his only use. However, the dog urinated on my quilt frequently recently. The stains were easy to remove. As for removing the smell, I was still trying to study it.
I haven’t updated for a long time because I wanted to change my lifestyle. After many twists and turns, I had to move. The tabby cat downstairs in the community would not attack people actively. It felt like the plus version of my house. I went to find it on purpose the night before moving. It was considered as the last look. I accompanied it for a long time. This guy (unsure of gender, neutered, won’t let you touch him), he rubbed against me the first time he saw me, I couldn’t stand his temptation, so I started to rub him, and just when I was enjoying it, he turned around and bit me, without any warning, but I didn’t break my skin, after a few encounters, I gradually understood his personality, he is not afraid of strangers, but he can only take the initiative, he can rub against you, but you can’t touch him, his nails are not trimmed, they are so sharp that it seems like he can take my heart out with one hand, it’s like self-abuse, I like this kind of tabby cat with a little personality. As an aside, the stray cats downstairs in the previous community are all well raised.
The new residence is an old house, the environment and sunlight are not better than the previous apartment, but the area is twice as large, there is a small table under the curtains of the master bedroom, the dog hid under the small table for a day, after all, he is afraid of strangers and timid, so I didn’t care about him, and only took him to bed at night.
One day I locked it in the bedroom, and it kept barking at me. I ignored it, and after a few minutes, it couldn’t get out, so it peed on the quilt, because it wanted to go to the toilet. One day it was locked in the second bedroom for a whole night, probably because it didn’t feel safe there, and it didn’t go to the toilet all night. It
has gained weight in the new environment, and gained one pound. I’m not sure if it’s because of the reduced amount of exercise or the change in food.
I took it out for vaccination, and it was stiff as a stone.
It was cold some time ago, and it was warm inside the blanket.
I said it was inconvenient for me to tickle you like this, and I didn’t feel comfortable with it, so it changed direction and
waited for me to get up next to it. It insisted on facing its butt towards me.
Anyway, it was waiting for me to finish my work so that I could go to bed.
Off topic, I met a very beautiful fox.
Its legs reminded me of the duck legs in the AEON fast food area. I had to take a bite.
Why can such smelly saliva lick out such fragrant fur?
To cool down, the small blanket should also come in handy.
It doesn’t listen, and it is pressed to educate it, which shows that it has no heart. Waves, even changed myself to a relatively comfortable position.
I like the farmer’s posture
. I stretched my waist and scratched the sheets twice. I continued to farmer’s posture
and wanted it to change positions. It started with tickling
. I thought too much. It turned against me after the pleasure.
Before I thought about removing the sofa cover and washing it, I had to drag the sofa out a little before I could remove it. After I was done, I pushed it back, but found that I couldn’t push it back. Then I pushed hard, but still couldn’t push it in. I leaned over to take a look. Oh, the dog thing was lying on the wall. It didn’t make a sound even when it was squeezed. Fortunately, nothing happened. It was still alive and kicking after I drove it away
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