I’m here to write another short story again!
Recently, I’m separated from Baiwan. Baiwan has fallen in love with sleeping in the small room by itself.
What a heartless cat!
Qianjin is still waiting bitterly every day on the small sofa where they used to sleep in each other’s arms.
Every day, it “gets drunk” with Coke, so drunk that it’s unconscious in the cat world…
How sweet Qianjin and Baiwan used to be.
Now Qianjin can only look at Baiwan from afar.
Her eyes are full of love.
But Baiwan! Baiwan only has cat treats, cans, and small snacks in its eyes.
Nicholas Jin: Every newly – washed piece of clothing deserves to have my fur on it. (If I take it down, I’ll give her a beating.)
So when I lay on the bed and ignored her after beating her, she came into the room on her own initiative to please me.
Hahaha, today Qianjin went to get the last rabies vaccine shot. After the shot, Qianjin, as usual, was wandering around the hospital. At this moment, a Samoyed came in.
Qianjin: Let me see if I can beat it.
ps: The Samoyed is at the position marked by the arrow.
Qianjin even stands up to observe the combat power of the other side when the Samoyed enters the consulting room.
Baiwan: Boss, stay calm. You can’t beat it. If you really want to fight, I can only watch the show.
I declare that the other “coal – digging” cat is really not a Siamese cat. It’s a Ragdoll – British Shorthair cross. It can really eat. It ate itself up to 4 pounds in less than three months… When it was a kitten, it was really a cute – looking cat.
When eating canned food, it buries its face in it and licks it clean.
Since it was a kitten, it has shouldered the responsibility of eating the leftovers of the British Shorthair and checking whether the British Shorthair has buried its poop well. (Baiwan’s inner monologue: I’m just a little cat. I eat because I like to eat, and I check the poop because I can’t beat her… Sob.)
Now the “coal – digging” cat is only four months old, but it already has a “porky figure” of 4.7 pounds… I feel sorry for it having to “dig coal” non – stop every day to support the whole family. At such a young age, its face has already turned as black as coal.
When it was first brought back.
The first time I cut its nails, it was so scared.
It fell asleep and forgot to retract its tongue (and with snot on its nose).
As long as I don’t look at you, you don’t know I’m waiting for you.
In daily life, it’s clingy and naughty.
It’s really good at fighting and can always beat up its partner who is four days younger but a lot bigger than it.
A beauty – killing look.
As a cat, I even thought it was a dog. It’s fully equipped with the “lick – dog” (always trying to please others) attribute.
As long as I hold the owner tightly enough, the owner will be mine alone.
It’s extremely brave. Every time it goes to the pet hospital, it’s the “tyrant” wandering around the whole hospital.
Now it has become my personal “cat bodyguard” for fetching water and feeding stray cats.
Every day when I open the door to go home, I can see it stretching and yawning and walking to the door to welcome me. Raising a cat really makes the happiness of life go up!
Just now, the silly cat got up at night, ate some food, drank some water, went to the toilet, and then went back to sleep on top of my head. Hee – hee.
Finally, I wish all the furry kids can grow up healthily and happily.
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