The prototype of the orange cat chestnut is a fat orange cat, last night scratched the door, I knew it was hungry again, let it go to the living room, I left the door open, I didn't see it when I ate today, the little flower cat twins who will wet the bed, one of them is gone, and I can't find it all over the house.

I can't find it when I look outside, usually the flower cat likes to lie on the refrigerator, and sometimes it will pee on the refrigerator, because when it was born, it was born later, and it was less timid than the first and second birth, and it also liked to squat behind the washing machine.

The strange thing is that it's gone.

Some time ago, I saw a notice of rat poison, and I thought of the aunt who fed the stray orange cat before saying to be careful with some people, plus the neighbor's aunt found a white two days ago, it seems to be the stray cat I saw hiding from the rain before, give it food, the one it ran away, and the aunt found that the cat returned to the cat star.

I know, the curly-tailed cat, because the neighbor has a girl who is a little younger than me and has a cat, and then feeds it every day, so it will often wait very meekly downstairs.

But I was very uncomfortable, because the fat man was gone, and the little flower was gone, and the little flower would rub people's hands, that is, reach over, and it would put its head over and let it touch. Before, the fat man and the little flower slept on top of the bear doll's head, and they were neutered, so they definitely couldn't beat the wild cat, and they were very timid, and the flowers were tall and full of garbage.

Fat people are particularly timid and greedy, and they will not walk around.

Be sure to train cats and dogs not to eat things from unknown sources, they usually come back with some grass when they wander outside, and the cat doesn't seem to feel at all about the fact that their companions are gone, or run around and call around, and go out tomorrow to find out.

Locked in a cage and said to abuse them in disguise, let them out to play will really meet bad people, if someone really maliciously puts rat poison, they must be punished. In the past, when the company had cats, some colleagues said that the people who adopted cats were perverted, but they could not be punished by law.

There was also a girl in the group who fed stray cats in the past, and she was killed by her colleagues, she was very sad, and they looked at her and laughed.

Kind they are always blamed for a little negligence, and the people who hurt them and the little animals will not be condemned by conscience at all, and there is nothing they can do, today's thing is very unhappy, tonight the fat man will not scratch the door and ask me to open the door, I will not step on the cold floor in the middle of the night to open the door back and forth, but I will open the window, although I am always persecuted delusional, I think there will be bad people, but I still hope that it will come back.

Its mother is a gray tortoiseshell middle-aged cat and usually sleeps on my pillow at night.

When people talk to me, I'm in a bad mood, I don't want to repeat these things, I don't want to answer, it's like being sick, I don't want to do anything, I want to go to bed early, I hope the cat can come back, because Xiaohua doesn't go out very much, is it because I said that fat people always eat me, and then run away from home with Xiaohua? The fat man is Xiaoxiaohua's uncle.

I'm going to sleep. It's not seven o'clock yet. Lao Hei, weasel, chubby, little flower, fat ash, old yellow, and many more, Wang Zi little milk cats, and many stray cats are lonely.

Even if you understand that the world is unpredictable, after the last side, you know that the last time you see is the last side, there is an orange backpack, and the last life of a milk cat is related to it, but fortunately, it did not lie on the ground in the scorching sun before returning to the cat star.

Having a cat made me believe in the cycle of cause and effect, there are many things that cannot be controlled by people, and so is human life. Sometimes I want to tattoo all the cats I meet, but I feel like I should give them more to eat while they're around me.

Shoveling is tiring, they will also destroy things in the house, they will boo, and it is also troublesome before neutering.

There will be times when people will grow old.

I don't know what happened to those cats at the base, but there are still many people who insist on sending them good food, as well as medicine to treat cat nasal branches.

I hope that the well-meaning people are healthy and safe, and I am going to sleep, because I am not happy, I can't do things, and I am not happy and I can't play.

Social software is also rarely used, everyone has their own lives, and there is no time and energy to manage it, and it can't help.

When I think of when I was a child, a friend of my mother came to my house and said that his son was missing, and the parents of those who did not see their children, as well as those who were engaged in the work of treating and saving people, must have been very psychologically uncomfortable.

Good things don't necessarily come as scheduled, bad things come suddenly, and there have been too many sudden bad news recently.

Cherish the time you live, live hard, and sleep.

Hope the cat will come back soon.