Cats like spherical things, such as: wool balls, leather balls (big, small), round stones also like it~

Cats like to sleep, 70% of the day is in their sleep, waking up lazy tsundere is what I think is the most underwhelming time, of course, reluctant, because it's so cute.

Cats should not eat onions, and it is best to drink milk powder specially formulated for them, so that they can easily digest. They like high places, even hiding in a dark corner, quietly watching so-and-so, once a male classmate told me that cats are messengers around the god of death. So there was a time when I was afraid to see cats at night, but now that I think about it, I think maybe one part of it, maybe some of it is, maybe some of it's angels.

In the movie, each one has a unique cuteness, hiding at the beginning to the end of the habitual, the distance is getting shorter and shorter, and the feelings between each other are deepened.

Suddenly, you will feel that the harmonious picture between people and animals is so warm.

----- when you treat it as your own family, it will leave its own smell on your body.

This is a manifestation of the cat's love for you.

Once upon a time, I was loved by a cat with amber mixed with dark brown.

When I was still living in a big house with a big yard, a small yellow milk cat joined us.

I didn't see how it grew, and it was more appropriate to say that it was hiding from us than not.

It was reluctant from beginning to end, and I was forced to look at me with languid and disdainful eyes, looking at others as if their eyes were about to close. I whispered to myself behind it, and it flicked its ears as if to tell me: Shut up!

I don't like it when it walks with its ass facing me, I stagger every time I do it, but it just won't let me go. Every time I put up with it, sometimes I carried it behind my back and complained to my mother, saying that it was the most impersonal cat I had ever seen, saying that it always ignored me, saying that it didn't treat our family as a home at all, and that it could come and go when it wanted. Hehe, cold-blooded cat!

I don't speak ill of them in front of any animal, including it, although it always puts on a condescending posture with disdain for me.

It's okay to say it's a wild cat, it's a cat that doesn't bother to catch mice, and you want to see it when it's time to eat? It's hard ~ often go out early and return late or don't return. None of the neighbors knew it was my cat, and that was the only thing that made me think it was "excessive"!

One day, it had always been a little in my mind, and suddenly it grew up overnight.

Later, I found out that there was a baby, but the babies were bitten to death by it as soon as they were born.

The reason for this is still a mystery, it just so happened that I came home from vacation, and my mother finally quarreled, I yelled at it, in fact, I was facing the air, and when I came to my senses to see its almost invisible buttocks, after a few days, its nest was lying a few dead little milk cats.

My mother blamed me vigorously, saying that I was a tiger and couldn't look at the little milk cats, and they all had to die. In fact, I did know that there was a kitten in the house, but I didn't know where he was hiding the child. (Later, it was learned that the kitten was first on the third floor, but it was later hidden, and when it was found, it was a corpse.) )

Since then, I haven't heard the little milk sound of a kitten at home, and it has given birth to the baby outside, maybe it holds a grudge against me~

Our relationship has always been cold, I am winter, it is the cold wind in winter, and I am all shivering with cold.

One summer vacation, I wanted to pet it affectionately, it turned its head to my left thumb and bit it hard, I watched the blood continue to flow out of the cracks of the nail shell, more surprised than painful.

I don't believe it will bite me? Again, I'm convinced that I scared it! I didn't stop the bleeding, let it flow, squatted in place and watched it quietly, that was the longest time we had looked at each other, let me know that its amber platinum with blue pupils was shining, as if it also saw my inner thoughts.

When I was having dinner in the yard, it suddenly came to me without hesitation, rubbing it on my lap, and I was pleasantly surprised.

At this time, it has completely departed from the appearance of its childhood, and has grown into a mature cold and noble cat queen.

Its life hasn't changed much, and the warmest thing for me is that it tells me that it's no longer strangers across a glass of glass.

We have feelings, I have the feeling of rushing it away and disturbing my meal, the feeling of rubbing my hair on me and twisting it at the same time, and the feeling that I can see it as soon as I knock on the bowl......

Later, when I moved, I was most fortunate that because it was wild, I could rest assured that I could keep it, and when I saw it leave me, my heart was very warm.

It still had its ass facing me, and it didn't give me a smile back and "ruthlessly" left me, and it didn't ask me if it wanted to be with me, and walked out of my field of vision with its head held high.