Chapter 080: No Fight, No Deal
🌻 Grandmother Lola's narration
Carl kept pressing the big white cat's head with his cat's paws on the sofa in the living room, and it didn't affect it to speak. I don't understand what it says, I can only understand what Carl says, and he'll tell me tomorrow.
The two kittens were not in the living room tonight, and were probably taken to her room by their daughter Tiffany.
I know Carl didn't ask what the white cat was biting because of it? He won't let go of the vain. The two cats may have bitten their sons for revenge.
Why didn't they bite their babies before, but this year they killed three of them? Carl would definitely get the two cats to stop this behavior.
Nowadays, cats and dogs are not short of food, there are snacks to eat, there are snacks, there are all kinds of meat, and even on birthdays, there are big cakes.
When a pet is really beautiful with a big snot bubble, it is too difficult to be a shovel officer, and you need to earn more money in order to give your furry children a better life.
I went to the kitchen to get some snacks for a couple of furry kids and poured some water. Animals can't be short of water anywhere, and in Long Island, New York, most of the specialty stores selling famous brands have pure water for their pets that customers bring.
There are also a few bags of small steamed buns in the kitchen cabinet, and there are refrigerated snacks I made for Snoopy in the fridge, enough for two cats and a dog.
Make small egg and vegetable balls, heat them in the microwave and eat them.
I walked into the living room with a basin of water and snacks: "Carl, are you tired, let's put the white cat first?" Don't press his head, you all come over and have a snack first. ”
As soon as the three furry children heard about the snacks, they all gathered around, and the white cat still meowed at me...... The white cat loves the treats I made, and after eating it, Carl told me that he was going to bring some back for the black cat......
🐶 The dog smashes Snoopy's narrative
After Karl asked why he killed the son in vain, he pressed his head hard and said, "Meow...... "Whatever the reason, you have no right to deprive the child of his life; Life is only once for living things, and it must be respected.
"Meow...... "Why do we have the right to deprive rats of their lives?"
"Meow ......" because rats are the worst big bad guys in the world, not only stealing food from the field, but also spreading a lot of diseases, they are not only the enemies of cats, but also the enemies of humans, do you understand?
The white cat wanted to nod, but Carl was still pressing its cat's head, so it had to answer clearly, and called Carl the cat boss and asked him to let it go, and Carl said to think about it......
Grandma brought snacks, and the white cat would slap her ass, circling around her grandmother.
There are all kinds of people in the world, and the animal world is no exception, and it seems that the white cat is the cat that can find the best living space.
I've always despised this kind of animal that survives by knotting, it's a very greasy middle-aged cat uncle, and I still like a tough guy grandfather like Carl.
Why couldn't Carl just kick the annoying white cat to death? And then bury it under that big, round pine tree.
When the white cat left, she asked her grandmother to take some snacks home for the black cat to eat. Grandma really filled it with some snacks in a grocery bag, and the white cat went home with it in her mouth.
In the days that followed, there was no more incident of a cat biting a wild child in this area, and since then, Carl and the white cat have become good friends, and it really made Grandma right: if you don't fight, you can't make a deal......