Early in the morning, I saw Mr. Wang Meng's article about cats, and on a whim, I thought of my bean bag, so I wrote about it when I had nothing to do.

The bean bag came during the Spring Festival in 2016, to be precise, on Chinese New Year's Eve, the weather was not very good, just like the weather from the south, rainy and wet. My daughter and I had nothing to do at home, and it was deserted, so my daughter said that she went to live in school to study, and I was the only one at home, so it was better to buy a cat to raise.

Because I had two puppies before, it was more troublesome to have a dog: bathe it from time to time, walk it at a fixed time every day, and take care of it so that it doesn't bark so as not to affect the neighbors...... After my husband left, I gave away a Yorkshire called Wei Wei, who was not in the mood to take care of it, and Wei Wei was brought back by my husband, so as not to see things and think about people.

The front one is a miniature poodle, which was given by a patient when Mr. was studying for a doctorate in Chongqing, very smart, sensible, never defecating anywhere, I like it very much, and the appearance is also very charming. Later, it was an accident and unfortunately left on the day of the Qixi Festival.

Wei Wei was originally a dog called a cub, when the air came to send the dog to the text message typo, written as Wei Wei, we called "Wei Wei" for a period of time, the dog also knew that Wei Wei is its name, only to learn that it was originally called "cub".

Wei Wei is good at everything, beautiful, smart, and clingy, but he has a bad problem, peeing everywhere, which makes me somewhat disgusted, and he is spoiled while disliking. Later, the people who gave it to them also loved it for ten minutes, which also made me very happy. Two days ago, Wei Wei also died and left this world.

I originally thought it was Chinese New Year's Eve, the pet store must not be open or there are no pets for sale, so perfunctory children, went to the flower and bird market together, did not expect that there are still a few stores open, just in a store, I saw a little tearful bean bag, black and white cow cat, or folded ears are beautiful. The store didn't want to keep it for the New Year, so they bought it at a price that wasn't too expensive.

A small lump, but very clever, as soon as the store opened the cage, it "swished" out, the appetite is also very good, seeing the store lean porridge with a little cat food, but it eats very sweet, the other two British short by it squeezed to the mouth.

It's another year of the Spring Festival, which is considered to be imported by Tian Ding, and brought home, so I began to try to raise cats for the first time in the city's high-rise buildings, and I also had some things and fun in the deserted Spring Festival.

As soon as I got home, the two of us had a lot of brains about what it was called, and the little pot friend said it was called a sesame bag, which was very vivid, black and white. I said, it's Doudou's sesame bun, let's just call it "bean bun", and finally it was implemented like this.

The store said that the weather was too cold, the kitten was too small, and it was a new environment, so it was best not to take a bath for a month, so I looked at the little dirty bean bag every day, and I still felt a little disgusted in my heart: it was not allowed to enter the bedroom, let alone go to bed, it was not allowed to be close to the dining table, and it was only allowed to wander around the living room, study and guest room.

It didn't see the outside, and it didn't take long to get home to get out under the couch where it was hiding, and it was exploring everywhere with its head stretched out and shrunk around.

After buying cat food and cat litter, settle it to eat, drink, and lazar, and pet it a little more, it will get up at ease, and even "purr" happily.

During the Spring Festival holiday, the naughty mischievous people with bean buns were not so gloomy and lonely.

After a month, when the weather warmed up, I bathed it, and it saw the water in the shower fleeing for its life, and even scratched my rubber gloves. I just learned to cut off its pointed nails so that it wouldn't accidentally scratch someone.

When taking a bath, the water soaked its fur, and found black spots in the white hair on its belly.

I am like a great enemy! I immediately tried my best to get rid of the fleas on the bean bag, first soaked in water to drown the fleas, although this trick can drown some of the adults, but the effect is not good; the second trick thought of smearing my bath gel all over the cat's body, killing the fleas and insect eggs, but in addition to damaging the skin of the bean bag, dropping a small piece of hair to reveal the pink and tender skin, the effect is very small; manual flea removal is even more disgusting and not powerful......

I was at a loss, so I had to turn to the Internet for help, only to find out that the great Taobao had already prepared a good way to get rid of fleas for the "shovel officer". I bought the medicine, and then strictly implemented it according to the instructions, and finally got it done. The bean buns are also becoming more and more clingy, crawling into your arms and sitting down at every turn, and when they see you lying on the sofa, they will unceremoniously lie on your chest, and sometimes even put their soft little paws on your face and touch them softly.

Slowly, I began to love it like a child, reluctant to let it squat on the ground pitifully and look at me lying on the bed, reluctant to let it "meow" at a loss, and refused to go back to sleep in its nest. As a result, many of the "don'ts" turn into compromises: it's okay to go to bed, not to lie on a pillow, and to get close to the dining table, but not to jump on it......

It wasn't until a year later that it became a fat, handsome young man, that all restrictions were empty talk.

The fun it brings makes me sometimes forget that it's a cat, and think it's a child, and it's "meowing" at its feet, and I ask anxiously, "What's wrong?"

Half a year ago, Doubao was still a child, and every time I came home from work, it "rushed out" from a different place, and then braked sharply, squatting at my feet and rubbing my head. I remember one time, I rushed too fast, didn't brake the car, crashed into the shoe cabinet, and I couldn't get up for a long time, which scared me enough.

Once I went home, I opened the door and heard the miserable cry of the bean bag, I didn't care about changing my shoes, I ran to the guest room with the sound, and found that it turned out the woolen bag I put in the cabinet, all the wool became a mess, and I was also tied up with the woolen yarn on the coffee table leg on the ground and couldn't move. The little feet have been swollen like small steamed buns. When it saw me come to its rescue, it looked at me quietly and pitifully, like a child who had done something bad and was wronged. Hurriedly cut the wool, didn't care about the messy yarn on the bed, gently massaged its little feet, and within a few minutes, it struggled to run away, and then looked at the fact that it had gone to eat and drink - what a "foodie"!

Growing up slowly, the bean bag is a little lazy, used to me coming home from work at night, no longer excited and hurried to greet me, but every time I just woke up and stretched my waist and walked out slowly, "meow", and then "snap" lying on the ground coquettishly. You have to show your concern, touch its head or pat it on the back before you stop, or you'll keep "meowing", or you'll be appeased until you say, "Got it, got it, you're so nice!"

Sometimes if you don't care about playing with it or taking care of its emotions, it will show an unhappy expression, drooping its face of displeasure, and turning its round and beautiful black eyes into angry triangular eyes, if you ignore it and follow you, and hold your feet and neck with your little hands, it will be really angry, and it will bite you coldly, although it will not hurt the flesh, but it will still hurt. If it sees you angry, it will run away with its tail between its legs, hide in the horns and secretly look at you, and when you are no longer angry, it will come back to be coquettish and pampered.

Speaking of bean buns, it's a basket of interesting facts, waiting for me to tell it slowly.

To be continued –