I have two tabby cats, one is brown and the other is black

I have two tabby cats, one is brown and the other is black. They

are not only more playful than purebred cats, but also more playful than other rural cats, and their fighting ability is generally higher. They are mainly manifested in destroying the house and being energetic. They run up and down, do parkour in the middle of the night, and often climb on the top of the wardrobe. They love to call, and they call for trivial things. It is a good conversation with cats. I say one sentence, and they meow one sentence. If you don’t put away the earphones and data cables, you will be dead.

My little son loves to play with water. That’s right, he! Is! Not! Afraid! of water! The bowl they drink water from (there is no need for a water dispenser at all, and the two or three I bought are covered with dust.) has become my son’s toy. Stand up and slap the water surface with two small paws fiercely. To be honest, it’s quite fun. If you don’t mop the floor and dry its fur.

It’s too wild. There is only one word for unfamiliar people or cats: beat them. Even when the owner is giving them a nail cut or a bath, they are always the most noisy (but my two are exceptions. I can bathe them both at the same time. They are very cooperative. If I am not afraid of catching a cold, it is not difficult to bathe them together). They

will bring you small gifts at any time, such as spiders, cockroaches, geckos, larger sparrows, mice, etc. My daughter gave me a mouse when she was three months old. It is an orphan who grew up in a pet store. The pet store is full of purebred cats. There is no such thing as a cat teaching it to catch mice. Can you understand the feeling of a cat putting the insects it caught on your neck and in your hands when you are half asleep and half awake in the middle of the night!?

(I don’t know if this is a disadvantage) It is not like a cat, but like a dog. It is not just waiting at the door of the toilet. They do not allow you to be out of their sight. They follow you wherever you go and follow you immediately when you are called. When I close the door when I go to the toilet (I rent a house and the toilet door cannot be locked), my daughter will open the door and bring her brother to watch me poop closely.

Will attack people who feel they are a threat to the owner (may not react in the last second, but will scratch you with a claw and make you bleed in the next second). I don’t know why, but I feel like I have two little brothers.

Doesn’t like to be hugged, but likes to lie on me. Even if there is a cat bed and a cat climbing frame to sleep on, it will sleep in the same bed with me no matter what season it is. Sometimes you may not even notice that it is secretly observing you (as soon as you turn your head, you will find it hiding in a corner staring at you).

It is difficult to be tamed by the second owner. Most of them only recognize one. When I was a child, there was a yellow cat at home. It was rescued from a mousetrap by my grandfather. Later, because my mother didn’t like it, it was thrown away many times and sent to other people’s homes many times, but it ran back without exception. The farthest time was when my family was in Longhu, Jinjiang, Fujian. I sent it to a relative’s home in Qingyang. More than a month later, the cat came back again.

Use all your intelligence and wisdom to fight wits and courage with the owner. Opening the closet, the door, and even the refrigerator are all routine operations. I don’t like cats to enter the closet (I’m afraid of being scratched by Hanfu Lolita). I put disposable chopsticks on the handle of the closet, so it couldn’t be opened. Then my eldest daughter (deliberately) hooked it with her claws in front of me, and the chopsticks fell off. It opened the closet and got in again… I can’t forget its mocking expression at that time. Including my little son who doesn’t seem to be very smart…

Willful. It’s really so willful. I went home for 3 days during the National Day this year. When I went back, my daughter probably thought I didn’t want them anymore. She stared at me for 3 or 4 minutes, then dragged my pajamas off the hanger and peed in front of me. I didn’t let her hold me, and she made a fuss all day. In the end, I coaxed her with cookies all night.

It knows that it can’t push things off the table. As long as I’m not there, it won’t push. As soon as I’m there, I get closer to my little son, and it immediately starts to destroy things. Then my son also started to learn from it… When they can’t get snacks, they start scratching the mattress…

They eat a few bites whenever they want. Their rice bowls must never be empty, otherwise they will cry out when they are empty. They exercise a lot, so they eat a lot. They are also very interested in human food. My eldest daughter is fine, because she knows that I can give her food and she will take the initiative to give it to her, so she won’t snatch it (but she has to smell it), but my youngest son will take the initiative to come up and grab the chopsticks. They are picky about food, so they eat whatever you give them, but they will never eat nutritional paste, both of them. They eat themselves into civet pigs, and they are flexible civet pigs!

Then, referring to friends who have cats around me, male civets go into heat early and are easy to find a partner. They are fierce and go into heat early. My youngest son has been biting his sister’s neck since he was just over two months old (his sister was just sterilized and is only one year old). Now he is less than five months old and just wants to ride on her. But the sister is the sister after all, so she beats him.

My eldest daughter is a brown civet, and my youngest son is a black civet.