cat bully

When I got home, I looked at the empty room, and there was a little emptiness. I never felt empty for a while.

It seems the kitten has managed to get my attention.

I walked into the bedroom and I jumped when I turned on the light. I actually jumped and almost knocked a hole in the ceiling.

My cat, the cat whose whereabouts were unknown just now, is now lying on my bed, the key is to lie down, it is still lying so...

Its hair is half-dry and half-wet, with a faint fragrance, as if it has just come out of the bath, and it is half-dried with a hair dryer, and there is a long towel under it, and it stretches its body, lying on the bed with sleepy eyes. on the towel.

That scene, no matter how you look at it, looks like after washing and wiping, so what.

Resisting the urge to run away from home, I sat on the edge of the bed, stroked its fur, and found that it had been washed, and it was still washed with warm water.

Could it be that the cat went out to soak in a hot spring and even hired someone to scrub its back?

It was a bit late, and I saw the cat was half asleep and half awake, and wanted to hug it back to the nest, but as soon as the cat turned over, it jumped out of my hand and jumped into the corner of the bed, making it clear that it didn't want to leave.

I was so angry, I went directly to the bed to catch it, from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, from the bed to the bottom of the bed.

After five hundred rounds of the battle, I collapsed on the bed.

I can't do it anymore, I feel that the cat's energy is inexhaustible, if I catch it any longer, it will consume me alive.

I turned off the light, closed my eyes, and planned to sleep, grandma, I really didn’t even have the strength to move my toes, and I didn’t even want to take a bath, for fear of dying suddenly in the bathroom.

That night, I slept very deeply, so deep that I felt that when I closed my eyes and opened them, I fell asleep.

But strangely, I found myself lying on the ground, and the cat gracefully occupied the bed, sleeping in its own style.

I stood up and felt a pain in my waist. I touched it with my hand and found a swollen piece, as if I was kicked in the middle of the waist last night.

I find it unbelievable. It's just me and the cat on the bed. It's impossible for the cat to kick me off, right?With its little claws, if it can kick me away, I will eat cat food for a week!