The tabby cat is really good at fighting, and its fighting power is off the charts (4).

The tabby cat is really good at fighting, and its fighting power is off the charts (4).

In addition, it will not force any female cat. As long as the other party shows a little reluctance, it will walk away. This is beyond my expectation.

Personally, I feel that Dafu actually does not like to have disputes with other cats. Fighting with Sangbiao is also a helpless act. It is simply for self-protection and to live more comfortably, it has to expand its territory.

Although it does not like to deal with cats, the genes engraved in its bones show that it is willing to get close to humans. As soon as it sees the little sister who once fed it, it will immediately come forward flatteringly, circle around her feet, lick her face and ask for freeze-dried food. Even if you call her back, she will not come back… That attitude is a thousand times better than to me! That clip sound is so cute that it is hard to believe that it is a tabby cat with explosive fighting power…

And the once glorious Sangbiao was forced to retreat to a corner at the edge of the community, struggling to maintain its incomplete rule. Maybe there is still a little territory, but it has become a luxury to win the mating rights of female cats, so the tabby cats in the community began to prosper and become noisy…

Later, there were more and more tabby cats in the community. I knew that they were all Dafu’s descendants.

And Dafu’s wife, a stray long-haired tortoise, actually gave it and Dafu’s son to me for adoption.

This is Dafu’s wife, a long-haired tortoise:

The process of giving it up for adoption is also very interesting.

One day in September, I was taking a walk downstairs after dinner, and I saw a long-haired tortoise playing with five kittens in the green belt. Seeing me coming, the tortoise called out to me. When several kittens saw strangers approaching, they scattered and fled to the bushes. Only a little tabby cat with a white scarf around its neck was not afraid of people at all, and walked towards me stupidly.

I said to the tortoise, “This is your child, so beautiful.”

The tortoise meowed, as if answering “yes”.

I picked up the little tabby cat, and it lay obediently in my arms, looking at me with its curious big eyes, and scratching my scattered hair with its claws.

I asked the tortoise, “Is it because it’s cold and you can’t raise so many kittens? Do you want me to help you raise one?”

The tortoise meowed again.

OK, I said to the tortoise, “Don’t worry, I will take good care of it.”

I knew it was Dafu’s son, so I named it Xiaofu. It’s the kitten below, and it’s now 4 months old. I love it very much.

This is how Xiaofu looked when he just got home:

Does it look like Dafu? It’s just that it has a super gentle personality. It likes to sleep in my arms the most, and it also likes to climb up to the gardenia in my house to practice climbing trees. It asks for hugs and lifts when it’s free, and it hasn’t inherited the brave and fierce style of its father Dafu.

I think the tabby cat fights just to survive. If it has a good living environment, it doesn’t need to fight anymore, and only gentleness is left in its bones.