The days of being a cat in Japan

That night, the little black cat dumpling really didn't come back for dinner, just as its father expected.

Like every parent whose child returns home late, Lihuamao guarded the living room, constantly looking out to the small yard, hoping to see if his son's figure would suddenly appear on the wall of the small yard.

When it was time for dinner, Mrs. Fujimoto, who was holding a food bowl, greeted everyone in the family to eat in the kitchen.

The cihuamao, who was originally very greedy, was wandering around in place with every step and three turns.

Seeing this, the big black cat came over, arched its head on its body, and pushed it towards the kitchen, but the cihua cat still stopped and walked.

Meow, Mo don't push the cat, why hasn't the dumpling come back so late?Where are you playing crazy and don't even eat food?

The big black cat shook its beard and didn't know how to answer, because when it was as old as a small stone, it had already been running around in the woods near its old nest day and night.

Because it is still in its father's territory, its parents can rest assured that it has never worried about it.

So Mo didn't think it was a problem for the kitten to come back late at night, even if it didn't come back, as long as the little stone stayed in the county, it wouldn't be in any danger.

As for whether it will be frozen or hungry, it depends on the kitten's own ability.

If Little Stone has been studying for so long, but still can't take care of himself well after going out, then he deserves what he does, and the big black cat will never help his kitten with a paw in this matter.

It's not that Mo is cruel, but it knows very well that this is the law of survival of wild cats.

Compared with other races, God already has a lot of love for cats.

If you have a physique and wisdom far superior to those of the same kind, but you still can't eat enough to live, then you really only have yourself to blame, and no one else.

Mo knew very well that he and Little Lihua could not spend their whole lives with their kittens, and when they really left, they would only be accompanied by their companions.

So even if it is my own kitten, it must learn to be independent, otherwise it can only learn a lot from its father, in the future, it will find a kind human being, and it will not leave if it depends on it...

Lihuamao, who was still worried about her kitten, never expected that the serious-looking big black cat next to her was actually vomiting in her head.

If it could know what the big black cat was thinking at this time, it would be very polite not to push it out of the cat's nest and let it sleep on the floor tonight, let alone let Mo get close.

I don't want my cihuamao to pay too much attention to the kitten that has grown up, because that is not a good thing for the kitten's independence, and a bad thing will even become resistance.

So the big black cat slowly began to use force, pushing the raccoon cat towards the kitchen one by one.

The raccoon cat who was pushed and had to go couldn't help but keep turning its head, but said to the big black cat: "Meow, since the boy Tuanzi got to know black and white, he spends more and more time outside. The time is getting shorter and shorter, and if it goes on like this, one day it will not return to home at night. Hey, no, the cat seems to remember that the kitten seems to have not returned to home overnight?"

Cihuamao, who has a bad memory, held his chin and thought for a while, but he couldn't remember whether his kitten had any records of not coming home at night.

But the big black cat next to him just pushed it, and didn't answer all kinds of inquiries. Xu Jie was so angry that he could only be angry by himself.

Although I know that once the kitten grows up, the big cat can't control it.

But when Lihuamao said this, there was still a feeling in his tone that my son had learned badly from the leather children outside.

The big black cat pushed the worried Papa Lihua to the side of the food bowl with its head, signaling it to eat quickly, but it didn't see that the two stupid dogs were almost finished eating.

Ah Qing, in order to curry favor with the big golden retriever, has been looking for snacks for it recently. It's hard to guarantee that the guy who has been dazzled by love will not suddenly go crazy with the idea of ​​eating cat food.

Although Mo was not afraid of the Kunming dog, he didn't want to conflict with other pets in the family, because that would make it difficult for his little Lihua.

Under the repeated reminders of the big black cat, the cihuamao finally started to bury its head in eating. Seeing this, the big black cat put its body between the little cihuamao and the dogs, adjusted the angle to be even with the cihuamao next door, and made sure After blocking it all, he bowed his head in satisfaction and began to eat.

Creak, creak, click, click, the sound of fluffy licking and chewing food was soon heard from the kitchen.

After dinner, the cihuamao returned to the living room, staying in the position where it had just squatted.

After lying down, the big black cat and the big black cat cleaned each other's beard and food residue hanging from their lips, while waiting for their kitten to come back.

As a result, the raccoon cat and kitten did not wait, but saw the doctor and his wife, who were talking quietly together.

The tabby cat, lying on its side and squinting its eyes to enjoy the service of its partner’s fur licking, has an unfathomable face. It stared at the Fujimoto couple gathered in the master bedroom and said with certainty: "There is a problem, there must be a problem. Mr. Fujimoto and his wife used to I never avoid people when I talk, and this time, two people whispered in the bedroom, which is simply too abnormal."

Hearing this, the big black cat spat out the fur in its mouth, raised its eyes and glanced at the master bedroom, and then continued to lick the raccoon cat without interest.

Cihuamao, who has always been very curious, is tickled by his own speculation, but he still knows what privacy is.

Now that the Fujimotos have returned to the bedroom and said something in a low voice, it means that they don't want others to know what they are talking about.

So Lihuamao decided to respect the opinions of the couple, suppressed his curious cat heart, and stayed here obediently instead of listening to the corner.

As a result, when it was time to rest at night, Tuanzi still didn't come home.

Some lost cihuamao sighed in their hearts that the child was too old to take care of, and at the same time comforted themselves thinking that maybe Xiaoshishi just went to sleep in the cat's litter at the school.

In the little fat man's room, the two cats and the owner of the room are getting ready to rest.

The little fat man was kneeling on the children's bed in pajamas and spreading a quilt for himself, while the big black cat was adjusting the angle and thickness of the blanket in the cat's nest.

The civet cat with nothing to do wandered around the room with its tail upright, planning to go in to rest after Mo finished tidying up the cat litter.

When passing the door, the cihuamao, who was looking around boredly, glanced at the door that the little fat man hadn't closed tightly, and then stopped immediately.

I don't know what the fat cat saw, but it tapped its feet on the pad, tried not to make a sound, crept to the side of the sliding door, put its face on the door frame, and walked along the door with its head sideways. seam to look out.

The little fat man who was honestly making the bed and preparing to sleep was very curious when he saw this, turned over and got off the children's bed, stepped on the tatami mat barefoot, and trotted over.

"Hey, what are you looking at, Great Sage?" asked the stooped little fat man, pushing the fat cat's limp back.

The cihuamao raised its head upon hearing this, and compared its paws to the crack of the door. The little fat man understood it, quickly squatted down to find a good position, and lay on top of the cihuamao with his head turned sideways.

"Great Sage, go over there and make room for me." The squatting little fat man said so.

The little fat man who looked out through the gap between his parents only saw his parents on the sofa in the living room, whispering together without knowing what they were talking about.

Because the little fat man's room is a little far away from the sofa in the living room, and the Fujimoto couple deliberately lowered their voices when talking, so neither the little fat man nor the raccoon cat can actually hear anything.

But even so, Cihuamao enjoys watching through the crack of the door just like watching a silent movie.

Meow, what are the doctor and Mrs. Rie talking about?The cat was jostling to see if he could hear something.

Well, the cat is not peeping. First, the cat is in his own room. Second, the doctor and the others are in the public space of the living room, so the cat and the little fat man are at most just watching.

The big black cat that came out of the cat's nest, looked at the raccoon cat and the little fat man who were crowded up and down at the door, and their movements were surprisingly consistent. They were speechless and really didn't know what to say.

The big black cat feels that he must pay close attention to the education of the kitten, and find an opportunity to warn the dumpling that some things from his father should be learned, and don't pay too much attention to the useless ones.

The Fujimoto couple who were whispering in the living room didn't stay for long. After a few minutes, the couple seemed to have a consensus, and then got up to take a shower, and to go back to the room.

The cihuamao, who thought he had accidentally discovered a secret, was very excited. When the little fat man was going to bed and was going to rest, it wandered back and forth in the house like a merry-go-round.

The big black cat that was waiting for it to return to the nest finally couldn't stand it anymore. When the cihuamao wandered around, it bit its back neck like lightning and dragged it into the nest.

Meow, the cat thinks that Little Lihua still has the mind to think about what she has and what she doesn't, it's all because she has too much energy.

Well, after taking it back, the cat will have a way to consume its energy, and then it won't have time to put so much thought on others.

That night, the little fat man covered his ears with the quilt and slept all night. When he woke up early the next day, he and his raccoon cat looked listless and hadn't slept well.