Now things have “upgraded”. When sleeping, it doesn’t just hug or pillow on my arm anymore. It directly lies on my head to sleep. What can I say! During the process of changing cat food, one night it had soft stools, and the feces stuck to its butt. It left a trail of feces on the floor while trying to rub it off but failed. It meowed, but we didn’t respond because it was more than three o’clock in the morning. Oh my god! It directly jumped onto my head with the feces still attached. The shock was really unforgettable. I’m face – palming… Then in the middle of the night, I scolded it while washing and drying its butt. Fortunately, Potato didn’t struggle too much. I originally wanted to teach it a lesson by locking it in a dark room, but its butt and hind legs were wet, and I was afraid it would catch a cold, so I couldn’t bear to do it.
Instead, I took it back to bed and scolded it symbolically a few times. After sleeping for a while, Potato had diarrhea again and ran to the litter box. I immediately got alert, fearing a repeat of the previous shock, so I followed it to check. The moment Potato, which was about to enter the litter box, saw me, it suddenly turned back and repeatedly buried the feces, piling up a very high triangular tower over the spot with feces! Then it started rubbing its butt frantically on the doormat. At that moment, for some reason, I was sure that it knew I had disliked it because of the wet feces on its butt. Then, I don’t know why, I felt extremely sad. I coaxed it to come into the bedroom. Potato, who was usually very agile to jump onto the bed, sat in front of the bedroom bed but didn’t dare to get on.
At that time, my tears were streaming down. I said, “Potato, come up quickly.” But then it started rubbing its butt on the living – room carpet again. So I immediately got out of bed and carried it onto the bed. Then Potato grabbed my arm and slept in my arms, and we slept together until five o’clock in the evening the next day. Since then, this kind of situation has never happened again, and its little butt is always very clean. Hahahahahahaha
When it first came, it was super quiet. I even joked with my best friend that it was a sissy. But later, its actions slapped me in the face. Potato is extremely clingy, especially when it just wakes up. It follows me wherever I go and has to guard me when I go to the toilet. After I get up, whether it’s awake or not, it will come to find me. At first, it wasn’t familiar with my boyfriend. When my boyfriend carried it into the bedroom to sleep at night while I was watching TV in the living room, it would come out to find me and then lie down beside me to sleep. My boyfriend also loves it very much and spoils it a lot, always playing with it. Now Potato is willing to sleep with him, but as soon as I finish watching TV and enter the bedroom and lie down, it will still come to my side or above my head…
Oh my cat, and then fall asleep. But in the past two days, its naughty and “destructive king” nature has exploded. It’s a world of difference from when it first came. It pushed down a large pot of my boyfriend’s flowers on the windowsill and smashed them. Cry! My boyfriend also can’t bear to scold or beat it.
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