🌻 Grandmother Lola's narration

Snoopy suddenly dragged me home, she was probably too hungry, and the big corn brought her energy and joy, and I said goodbye to the owner of the big corn.

Snoopy walked for the first time without stopping, staggering...... Running home in one go, she was so tired that she was lying on the floor gasping for air. Then, he stood up to drink water and eat beef meatballs.

She may think that I am right, beef is what makes her stronger, and she must keep eating it, eat more of it.

After Snoopy finished eating, I was going to let her sleep and replenish her energy, and then I asked Carl to watch videos with her or tell each other stories.

I told Snoopy that everyone has a running account in their head, and these running accounts are dismantled and crumpled, and they are all dazzling stories, or heartbreaking stories.

After Snoopy finished eating, I helped her onto the couch and told her to close her eyes and immediately fall asleep, seeing whoever she wanted......

Snoopy closed his eyes, I went back to my room to talk to Carl, and two hours later, asked him to play with Snoopy.

He nodded in agreement, he knew that Snoopy was suffering from an incurable disease, in fact, the most terrible thing for humans and creatures is death.

Because only death is eternal disappearance.

Carl was a very domineering cat, but he was kind at times, and I remember that the year after he came to the United States, we moved to 41st Avenue in Flushing.

Since we lived on the first floor, I started to herd two cats, and Carl was not home almost every night and came back the next morning to eat and sleep.

Kafi chased her out, but let her out through the door and came back through the window......

Sometimes, in the middle of the night, Carl will bring a lot of stray cats to the house for dinner, and a big bag of cat food will be eaten in a few days......

🐶 The dog smashes Snoopy's narrative

I'm really asleep, it's so good to eat and sleep! I haven't dreamed of my father's auspiciousness these days, and I must not have been able to see him before I die, which is a fait accompli.

I did dream of Carl, and my grandmother was fighting with him: "You shameless big bad orange cat, give me back my bed!" ”

"I know, you don't even want your nose, why do you want to have a face? Occupy my bed all day ......"

Grandma yelled at Carl.

Some people, if you don't keep animals, probably never dream that you can be so miserable! The owner of a dignified house actually had his bed occupied by an orange cat!

Obviously, the home is still the same home, the bed is still the same bed, and now I am mixed up, and I don't even have a place to sleep...

This thing waits for me to get up every day, and then comes and takes my bed! Sometimes he would bring his toy, a fluffy white mouse, to my bed and cuddle it up to sleep......

Don't you say it, it's really like that...... On the pillow, my slender pillow made of natural buckwheat husk is covered with a selection of high-quality silk quilts, and I am almost beautiful with a big snot bubble.

Since I have two cats, my grandmother has to check where the cats are before going to bed. Because once it was winter, my grandmother went to bed, and Carl was in the quilt.

As soon as Grandma stretched her leg, Carl scratched Grandma's foot, and immediately bleed. Grandma kicked him to the floor......

Carl glared at his grandmother fiercely, and jumped onto the couch where his grandmother used to sit. Circled around the couch and came down again, screaming as he walked on the floor......