The pastoral life of the lucky cat

The pigeon flapped its wings twice.

He thought for a while, jumped on the spot again, and even took two steps forward.

It seems... there is no problem.

The pigeon thought about it again. He lowered his head, and when he wanted to peck the hair on his abdomen, he suddenly stopped.

Pigeon:"……"

"Coo coo." The pigeon called twice inexplicably, and he tried very hard to lower his head and peck the hair on his abdomen.

He bit down one of his feathers with some difficulty, Zhaocai looked at him strangely, he only made a slight sound, the pigeon was startled, and pulled out a bunch of its feathers in an instant.

But instead of arguing with the little white cat, he remained unusually silent.

Zhaocai said yesterday that he was too fat, and he made a fuss for a while, and was finally slapped down by Shi Qiyi next to him.

The pigeon then closed its mouth.

He thought about it all night, and even walked around the house uncharacteristically for at least two hours.

Now his wool rope has been removed.

The pigeon must have been very happy before, but now he is very depressed.

"Anyway, you can't fly now, what do you need woolen rope for?" the little white cat said to him happily.

"Maybe he can run, so he just ran away." The little leopard cat narrowed one eye and said so deliberately.

"That's okay, let the big white goose watch over it. None of the chickens in the chicken coop have escaped." The little white cat didn't care.

The pigeon next to him was almost depressed when he heard that, he was actually in the same position as a group of chickens.

If he said so, Zhao Cai would definitely refute him quickly.

"How can you be the same as that group of chickens? Those group of hens can still lay eggs, which are also very delicious. The roosters can eat meat when they grow up, but there are no roosters in the chicken shed now."

"Although your pigeon is called a carrier pigeon, it grows fatter and fatter, but it can't eat meat and can't lay eggs. How does it compare with those chickens? It's not comparable at all."

So luckily the pigeon didn't say that, allowing him to retain the last bit of dignity.

It may be because he hasn't walked for a long time. When the pigeon walked around the house last night, he felt that his body was extremely light, and he didn't look like he was overweight at all, so he silently rejected the little white cat's words in his heart.

As a result, when he wanted to peck his hair today, he realized that something was wrong. He even found it so difficult to bow his head and touch the hair on his chest!

God!

He is really a fat pigeon now!

Jiang Qianqian grabbed a handful of wheat from her schoolbag and put it in front of the pigeon.

If it were normal, the pigeon would have been cooing happily, and lowered its head excitedly to start eating, but today is a little different.

Pigeons are not in a hurry to eat the wheat.

Originally, he wanted to stop his Lucky and Seventeen, but they didn't expect this pigeon to be so self-conscious.

"It seems that this pigeon still has a bit of dignity." The little leopard cat next to him smacked his lips, and the pigeon squinted at him, then silently withdrew his gaze.

Anyway, he must lose weight now.

But losing weight alone is a very difficult thing, let alone losing weight in winter.

The dove skimmed all the grains of wheat to the ground next to it.

It is too painful to watch and not eat, it is better to throw them all away, so that what is out of sight is the net.

"What are you doing? If you do this again, I won't give you wheat in the future, so you can go outside and find bugs to eat." Jiang Qianqian angrily went to get the broom and dustpan.

The pigeon is still flattered. He feels that as long as he insists on doing this once, he doesn't have to worry about the fact that he can't resist the temptation. Anyway, Jiang Qianqian won't give him food. Isn't this just right for him to lose weight? ?

"Fortune." The pigeon suddenly touched the little white cat next to it with its wings.

"What's wrong?" Kitten wondered.

"Speaking of which, you are also a little fatter. Do you want to lose weight with me too?" The pigeon thought very simply. It is always difficult for a pigeon to lose weight, but if there is a cat to accompany him to lose weight, it must be It's different.

So he immediately set his sights on the little white cat next to him. The little white cat is a good candidate, he is fatter and has a good temper.

Although there is a lot of bad water in his stomach, as long as that point is not triggered, he will still be that kind little white cat.

Zhaocai is of course a good-natured kitten, as long as you don't provoke it.

Xiao Zhaocai got angry when he heard that, he has already emphasized it several times, he is really just a long-haired and thicker kitten, he is a thin cat, not a fat cat .

He has already emphasized it so many times, this hateful fat pigeon still calls him fat!

Clay figurines are full of temperament, let alone a kitten like Zhaocai, who was originally a sesame dumpling. He imitated Shiqi and kicked the pigeon to the ground angrily, and the pigeon rolled on the ground several times.

On a normal day, this pigeon would definitely jump up and scold the cat, but today he is really strange, probably because obesity really stimulated him.

"Fortune, fortune, a few more times, a few more times, I think this method is very good, you push me like this and make me roll on the ground, won't I start exercising now, won't I be able to lose weight? ?” The pigeon excitedly got up from the ground, fluttered its wings, and flew to the desk with great effort.

This made him a little relieved, seeing that he could still fly to the desk, and he hadn't been completely abolished yet.

Two kittens: "..."

Shi Qi had a very indifferent face. He stretched out his claws and pushed the pigeon aside, and the pigeon rolled down again.

The pigeon that rolled down was very happy, and he flew to the desk again, and even showed his chest to the two kittens, signaling them to do it again.

The little white cat blinked his eyes. Although he didn't understand many things, he always felt that this pigeon was so perverted!

Shi Qi already showed a disgusted expression, did this fat pigeon turn on some strange switch?

"Don't think about it, this is us exercising, not you. If you sit in the car, for example, sit on the train when you came, do you think you will lose weight? You are Are you exercising?" Shi Qi couldn't help complaining about him.

The pigeon was taken aback for a moment, it seemed to be the reason.

"Well, what should I do? I really want to lose weight." The pigeon lowered its head sadly, looking very depressed.

"I thought of a way, do you want to try it?" Zhao Cai thought for a while, then suddenly said.

The pigeon stared at him for a while, and a voice in his heart yelled crazily, telling him not to listen to the nonsense of this little white cat. Every time this little cat made an idea, he could lose half his life. It's like jumping off a building yesterday.

But the pigeon is really at the end of the road. He clearly realizes that he cannot lose weight successfully by himself, and although this kitten can make him lose half of his life every time, the final result is very good. good.

The pigeon nodded heavily, and when he turned his head, he saw the little white cat coming over with his ball of wool in its mouth.

Is it too late to regret now?