You can't afford to be a cat man!

In the afternoon of the next day, Li Yan was sleeping soundly on top of the little Tibetan mastiff when he felt the mattress under him suddenly move.

Damn, you've been trained so that you are not allowed to move rashly while the master is sleeping, the brat remembers eating but not beating.In a daze, Li Yan patted Dasha's head hard with his paw to express his dissatisfaction.

His little strength was not enough in Dasha's eyes. The summoned beast, who didn't realize that he was being punished at all, thought it was his second brother tickling him, and shook his head happily.

"Meow~" Li Yan was almost thrown from the top of his head by him, and his four claws tightly grabbed the mane on the top of Dasha's head to stabilize his body.With such an interruption, he was fully awake, and looked up to see the culprit who caused Dasha to wake up from his sleep.

The hostess stood at the door with an apologetic face, holding a bone-shaped pillow that was half a person's height in her arms, and whispered to a cat and a dog who heard the reputation: "Honey, your mother is coming soon." I'll pick you up."

Dasha didn't understand what she was saying at all - he didn't need to understand, he ran over with Li Yan on his back, circling the hostess affectionately and excitedly.

Li Yan's mood was a bit depressed. He looked at the pillow in the hostess's hand and looked at Dasha who knew nothing about it. After hesitating for a moment, he poked Dasha's neck twice with his tail.

Facts have proved that his work of domesticating summoned beasts is still very successful. Dasha, who has undergone rigorous training, immediately understood what he meant, and stopped his foolish movements of circling the mistress without saying a word, and squatted down obediently , Curl your hind legs up and lower your butt to the ground.

Li Yan slid down from the top of his head along the ready-made slide, and was clicked on the tailbone and almost fell off the track. Fortunately, Dasha's tail rolled and caught him.

Li Yan was wrapped by the furry dog's tail and put his body firmly on the ground. He felt warm all over for a moment. He turned around and pulled out the toy plastic mouse hidden under the cat mat, held it in front of Dasha, and put it in his mouth. stuffed inside.

Li Yan glanced reluctantly at his beloved little mouse that fell into the dog's mouth, and with difficulty controlled his limbs and slowly turned around and walked back to the cat mat.

He took two steps back, and immediately regretted it - no, he still wanted his toy mouse more than the happiness and harmony of the family.

Li Yan quickly walked back, and jumped towards the toy mouse that was hanging above his head by Dasha, = mouth = face, he found that the height difference was too big and he couldn't reach it at all, so he could barely touch the toy mouse hanging down. Down the tip of the tail.

He adjusted his position, jumped right under the mouse's tail, stretched his short and furry neck upwards, and grabbed the tip of the mouse's tail in one bite.

Even if it is caught in its mouth, it doesn't work. The bite force of a Tibetan mastiff is obviously greater than the weight of a one-and-a-half-month-old kitten. Li Yan hangs in mid-air with his slender tail in his mouth, and his four short paws scratch in the air in vain. come and go.

Dasha was very dazed from the beginning to the end. He looked at Li Yan who was hanging, and slowly shook his head. Li Yan was being pulled around by the tip of the tail in his mouth, and slowly returned to a still state.

"..." Damn, this method won't work.Li Yan resentfully let go of the mouse tail in his mouth, and spit out the plastic smell left in his mouth with two mouthfuls.

This subconscious action made him pause, Li Yan looked up at Dasha who was looking at him with his head tilted, and tapped his front paw with the tip of his tail - this order meant that Dasha should follow him to do the movement .

Dasha raised his head up slightly, the tail behind his buttocks wagged happily, and his bright black eyes indicated that he was ready to imitate.

Li Yan took a deep breath, gave a long and soft "meow" to Dasha, and spit out all the air in his swollen belly.

Dasha imitated the example, let out a long "Wow -" and spit out the air in his stomach and the toy mouse in his mouth at Li Yan - the latter was hitting Li Yan on the head and was bounced to the floor again.

Li Yan raised his paws and rubbed his numb forehead. He didn't care to scratch Dasha's paws to express his anger, so he hurriedly grabbed the toy mouse and hugged him tightly in his arms.

Dasha obviously didn't break away from the order "You follow me to do the movements", imitating Li Yan's appearance, snatching the toy mouse from his paws, "Wang Wu" whimpered and curled up his limbs , pressed the little toy mouse under his belly.

"..." Li Yan showed a bitter and bitter expression that didn't fit his fluffy image at this time. He was thinking about how to snatch the gift back from a big dog's paw when he heard the sound coming from below. A doorbell rings.

The hostess, who had been helplessly watching their mischief with a helpless smile, picked up the little Tibetan mastiff and shouted downstairs: "Here we come, we are coming soon, wait a moment—"

After thinking for a while, she leaned the little Tibetan Mastiff's head towards Li Yan: "Come on, say goodbye to my brother, huh?"

The latter scratched his head and looked at the toy mouse that Dasha was holding in his hand, hesitated for a moment, then leaned over and lightly touched the tip of his nose with his own.

"Woo~" Dasha opened his eyes wide, stuck out his tongue and gave him a saliva bath, and was about to touch noses with his second brother again, when he was picked up by the hostess and went downstairs.

Li Yan chased two steps forward, saw Dasha lying on the shoulder of the hostess, sticking out his tongue towards him and wagging his tail vigorously, shook his head, and went back to the cat nursery.

Ever since Li Yan got Dasha, he has been enjoying his warm dog-skin mat, and rarely sleeps on the cat mat.

Nika the cat was sleeping alone on the cat mat with her eldest son, Little Sock, and didn't pay attention when she heard Dasha's departure. Understand what this means.

She smelled the younger son approaching, and looked over with disgusted eyelids, and saw Li Yan moved over with his head drooping, leaned forward, poked his head out, picked up the back of his son's neck, and lifted him into the cat's nest, Licked his forehead.

Li Yan licked it back, and said with tears in his eyes: "The toy mouse was taken away, qaq, he didn't really care about Dasha's leaving, but at this moment he was scolding himself for being so stupid to put the mouse into the dog's mouth." .Li Yan was sure that he had become really stupid after turning into a cat, otherwise, how could he have thought of the stupid idea of ​​giving away his beloved toy mouse as a parting gift.

But thinking about it, Dasha might be in a worse mood than him. As soon as Li Yan lay down in his mother's arms, he heard the little Tibetan mastiff screaming in panic and anger from downstairs.

It was mixed with the exclamation of Xiao Wen, who was suspected to be the hostess next door: "Baby, why don't you kiss your mother? I am mother?"

Nonsense, not to mention that Tibetan Mastiffs are notoriously poor in memory, even if they were replaced by other dogs, they were brought to your house for a few days, and immediately lived in someone else’s house for nearly a month, so it’s normal not to recognize you okay?

Li Yan picked out his ears, lying on the cat mat with a bit of schadenfreude, listening to the sound of chickens and dogs jumping downstairs, as well as the persuasion of the hostess: "Wait a minute, talk to him in the living room this afternoon. Let's get along for a while, and see if I can take her away smoothly at night."

Li Yan picked out his ears again, straightened up and searched among the scattered toys all over the room, trying to find one that suits him to replace the toy mouse as the number one concubine.

Not to mention, after searching for him, he really found a new friend who was better than a toy mouse—a puppet fish half the size of a palm with a bell on its tail. What satisfied Li Yan most was that it smelled Fragrant, and not the kind of cloying sweet.

Fragrant, so fragrant!How can it be so fragrant!He unconsciously rubbed his face against the puppet fish, rolled on the floor with it in his mouth, and chased his tail around.

Li Yan fell softly on the floor with a "click", lying on his side and scratching the cracks of the floor with his paws, one leg raised up trembling in the air, he almost burst into tears, it smells so good!

Li Yan licked, licked, licked, and after about a minute, he suddenly woke up, turned his ears up, stood up from the floor, stared at the puppet fish for three seconds, and kicked it angrily. Kicked off.

Damn it must have been stuffed with catnip to make him lose his composure like this.Li Yan, who claimed to be at the top of the cat evolution chain, was deeply ashamed. He looked around, afraid that his stupid behavior would be seen by other cats.

Fortunately, Nika the cat was barking at the floor and scolded that the mess downstairs disturbed her and her two sons' lunch break, while Little Sock covered his left ear with two paws, stuffed the tip of his tail into his right ear, and buried his head Block out the noise under the belly of Nika the cat.

Neither mother nor stupid brother saw his gaffe just now. Li Yan heaved a sigh of relief, shook his dizzy head, shook his head three times as if nothing had happened, and walked to the cat mat with his butt twisted and cold catwalks.

He swore that he would never get close to that stinky fish filled with catnip in his life. Li Yan finally woke up after licking the wet meat ball and scratching his face.

He smacked his lips regretfully, took a step towards the kicked puppet fish, then backed away with his head shaken, and continued to rub his face with his paws to wake himself up a bit.

Putting an end to drugs, starting from me, even if he becomes a cat, he must definitely be a principled cat among cats.

Li Yan rubbed against the cat's belly, pressed his paws to his ears, and then closed his eyes to catch up on sleep.

But no matter how I lie down, I don't feel very comfortable. The furry cat mat is indeed soft and warm, but it's not as good as Dasha's head.

Li Yan pulled the little sock next to him, turned over and climbed onto him, used his paws to separate the cat hair on the top of his head from side to side, and then squatted down.

This pad seemed too small, and the small socks were a circle bigger than him, not enough for him to stretch his limbs.Li Yan kicked his brother away in disgust, climbed onto Mao Nika's head and fell down.