You can't afford to be a cat man!

The little Tibetan Mastiff was full of bitterness and sadness of being abandoned by Mama and squeezed out by his younger brother. He scrambled and rolled down from the second floor, and was caught by the hostess at the stairs who heard his howling.

Hey, does my mistress look like this?He was stunned for a moment, no matter how he looked at the hostess of this house, he felt strange, but after thinking about it carefully, he could even admit his mistakes to Mama and his stupid brothers, and it was very possible that he could not recognize the hostess clearly.

The little Tibetan mastiff automatically refreshed its own cognitive system, replaced the face of the hostess next door with the face of the hostess of this house, and mistakenly recognized its mother, younger brother and even its master, stuck out its tongue and licked the hostess' hand to get rid of it. show affection.

The hostess was flattered. She still remembered that when she brought the little Tibetan Mastiff from the house next door, the little Tibetan Mastiff kept showing her teeth with a cold face. Why did she change her attitude 180 degrees after playing with her cat for a while? What?

She was thinking about whether her unique personality had influenced the little Tibetan mastiff, when she saw the little guy wriggling his chubby body and pulling her trouser legs upstairs.

The hostess vaguely remembered that she seemed to have been bullied by her three cats.She was both a little bit annoyed by "how cats can bully customers lawlessly", and also a little bit proud of "my cats can bully even dogs, it's so good", she was dragged by the little Tibetan mastiff all the way to the cat nursery.

Nika the cat was licking and licking her two sons in her arms, and the three cats were very affectionate.When Li Yan heard the sound of the door opening, he looked over and saw that it was the little Tibetan Mastiff who had summoned the hostess. He cast a contemptuous look at this kind of useless child who couldn't beat him and then sued him. turned to the side.

The little Tibetan mastiff felt that he had the support of the hostess, and he was full of confidence. He ran over quickly, stood three steps away from the cat's nest, and did not dare to approach it any more.

Mao Nika didn't even look at him, she was very happy to see the hostess, and ran to the hostess' ankles to rub her back and forth, acting coquettishly.

She knows well that bullying must be done secretly, and she doesn't want to talk to the little Tibetan mastiff at all in front of the hostess.But the little Tibetan mastiff was still frightened, and instantly backed away. In the blink of an eye, it retreated to the corner, leaning against the corner and trembling.

Look at the virtue of that dog, Li Yan rolled his eyes again and again, deliberately slipped down from the cat mat, got close to the little Tibetan Mastiff, and gently raised his paw to rest on the little Tibetan Mastiff's hind legs.

The little Tibetan mastiff tried to step back to distance himself from him, but his hind legs got stuck between the corners of the wall, and he couldn't move back any longer. He looked timidly at Li Yan with watery black eyes.

To be honest, the charm of the Tibetan Mastiff lies in its ferocity and power, and if you want to be teary and soft, changing a Chinese pastoral dog is more painful than a small black Tibetan Mastiff.Li Yan sneered coldly and noblely, and poked the wound on his hind leg with a meat ball.

His strength was not strong, and there was a slight pain, which could be considered as a gentle touch.The little Tibetan mastiff was immersed in the fear of being abandoned by Mama and his younger brothers, and his uneasy heart gradually calmed down after being teased by this hypocritical soft-hearted policy.

qaq He knew that his younger brother would not treat him so cruelly, he and Mama and his younger brothers are a family of dogs who love each other!

Excited, the little Tibetan mastiff stuck out its tongue and licked Li Yan indiscriminately. Li Yan took his paw and slapped the dog's face twice before it stopped.

It seems that my little brother cultivation plan is progressing smoothly for no reason.Li Yan wiped the drool all over his face on the carpet, patted the little Tibetan Mastiff's black nose with a meat ball, pushed his head down slightly, and climbed up along his forehead.

This Tibetan mastiff was a lion-headed Tibetan mastiff, and soft and fluffy long hairs had already appeared on its head. When Li Yan climbed in, he found that his paws were entangled.

But the soft mane is really comfortable to cover the body =w=.Li Yan's three-petal mouth turned up, and he slid around the flat forehead of the little Tibetan mastiff, choosing a position that he felt most comfortable.

He carefully stretched out his right front paw, and used his paw to draw a square about the same size as himself on the head of the little Tibetan Mastiff, indicating that this was his territory. Then he lay down on it, and pulled a few hairs to cover his chilly neck. Going up, stretched out his limbs and yawned a long time, and couldn't open his eyes after a while.

After all, the little Tibetan Mastiff was still too small to satisfy him completely. It was not realistic for Li Yan to sleep with his limbs stretched out, so he had to curl up into a ball of hair to make do with it.

But it's also very good now, the mount doesn't grow in a day, seeing how the little Tibetan mastiff straightened his neck and tried to make him sleep comfortably, Li Yan felt that his own could be formally put on the agenda.

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Li Yan, who had tamed the little Tibetan mastiff, lived very comfortably for the next half a month. He no longer had to worry about falling off the stairs or the cat stand. Small Tibetan Mastiff with meat pads.

The official name of the small Tibetan mastiff is "Dazhi", and Li Yan affectionately chose a nickname for it - Dasha.

He also specially designed a password for summoning Dasha: Meowmeow means da, and Meowmeowmeow means sha. Together, it is "Meow~Meow~~". He rushed over, wagging his tail and savoring him.

After the little Tibetan mastiff lived in his house for more than half a month, Li Yan has become used to having such a big fool accompanying him wherever he goes, but he is obviously much closer to Little Socks than Dasha. Little Sock is considered a relative, Dasha is just a summoned beast that can be resurrected with full blood, and he doesn't feel sorry for bumps and bumps.

He was still thinking that after Dasha returned to his original home, he would have to find a way to exercise Little Sock so that he could be on par with Dasha.It is said that it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from luxury to frugality. He is used to life with a mount, and it is really uncomfortable to switch back.

Li Yan was lying head to head on Dasha's back with his little socks - after more than 20 days, Dasha's size was already considerable, he was a lot higher than the bottom of the cat stand, and when he stopped standing The long hairs on the head can touch the bottom of the second platform of the cat shelf.

Li Yan was playing a cat-only game of "the cat's paws must be on top" with Little Sock. The cat's paws of the two cats were put together, and the one below would draw its paw up and cover the top one, and so on.

Every time they played this game, they didn’t have a very good time. It was okay at first, but as they played, they became a little anxious for each other, and the order of drawing their paws got messed up. The two cats faced each other and began to scratch their paws randomly. The other party always needs the cat Nika to run up Dasha's hind legs and separate the two sons with her paws.

This time, before the cat Nika came to persuade the fight, Dasha, who was acting as a cushion for sleeping, pricked up his ears, stood up with a "teng", and ran downstairs with a stride.

This feeling is the same as taking a plane and flying out without fastening the seat belt. Li Yan grabbed Dasha's temples, and with the other hand, he pulled the little sock that had fallen backwards, and pressed it against his belly. under.

Even so, the force of the impact was a bit too much, he pulled Dasha's claws and kept slipping.Li Yan tried his best to recall the little knowledge he learned from watching the animal world, and rolled his body into a ball trying to reduce air resistance with the help of a streamlined body shape.

In this way, the two of them were almost shaken down when Dasha went down the stairs, and Li Yan couldn't help muttering in his heart how streamlined is not very effective, and he couldn't hold the little socks steadily in the next second.

He looked regretfully at his brother "Gululu" rolling down the stairs, and arrived at the bottom of the stairs almost at the same time as Dasha, and then looked at the dizzy but not bleeding little sock, and couldn't help but sigh "meow star" The anti-beat ability is awesome.

Dasha kept walking, still rushing forward sullenly, Li Yan was thinking about whether he should invent a new password to express the meaning of "stop", he pouted his three-petal mouth, put the tip of his tongue against the upper teeth, and tried to issue a command There was a "whoosh" sound when the horses stopped.

As Dasha was running, he heard a weak "Shh...", his steps paused unconsciously, and then he ran forward with vigor, only to hear another "Shh--", which was louder than It was even louder than before.

Dasha: qaq, I have something urgent, what should I do if I really want to stop and pee?

Fortunately, Li Yan tried two times, and stopped barking when he couldn't scream - but the "hush" sound was quite effective, Dasha's running speed was obviously slowed down, and he seemed to want to stop shaking his head - very good, This has already understood what he meant without special training. This skill of master and servant is really good.

Li Yan couldn't help but patted Dasha's forehead with his paw approvingly as a sign of encouragement. When Dasha ran around a corner and entered the living room, he understood the reason why the little Tibetan mastiff ran down like crazy.

The hostess seemed to be returning from shopping. She was squatting on the ground and was retching. There were several shopping bags scattered at her feet, and the apples and pears she bought were scattered all over the floor.

Li Yan put away the meaning of the joke, slid off Dasha's back swiftly, and sniffed at several shopping bags, one of which was seafood, wrapped in plastic film, and the strong smell of the sea out.

The hostess retched a few times, but didn't spit out anything. Seeing a dog and a cat looking at her worriedly with their necks up, she smiled and knelt down to pack her things: "It's nothing, maybe the heating in the car was turned on enough, When I got out of the car at home, I was shocked by the cold air, and when I entered the house, I was suddenly warm again, so I couldn't adapt to it."

She was rambling on, not knowing whether she was talking to Li Yan and Dasha or herself, the hostess picked up the bag of seafood, retched again, threw the things on the ground, and ran away. Went to the bathroom.

Li Yan worriedly followed her all the way to the door of the bathroom. Hearing the voice inside, he raised his front paw solemnly and touched his chin. As far as he knew, there were many reasons for retching: Enteritis?gastritis?appendicitis?Poisoned?

...or is there one in my stomach?