The last orange cat Omega [Interstellar]

For DouDou, who is already familiar with the world of star beasts, the journey to Lone Star was lacklustre. The only joyful thing was the other interesting things Hailou told him about cats.

The notebook says that a long, long time ago, in the ancient times of the ancient earth—even for Dou Dou, it was probably an untraceable past—cats had occupied the human family and had a unique position.In order to better understand and raise cats, human beings specially compiled a set of "Cheats for Raising Cats".

It's a pity that the vocabulary used in this secret book is too obscure. Even if the author of the notebook relayed it in a simplified language, after many days of research by Hailou, he still has only a half-knowledge.However, as a human being who knows DouDou best, Hailou naturally knows what can most arouse the kitten's interest.

"The human race in the ancient earth period believed that the fur of cats was divided into high and low grades, and divided the fur colors of different species in detail."

When Doudou heard this curling lip, he stroked his tail unhappily, and muttered: "How can you meow like this? Little cats never classify the appearance of human beings, even if you are bald, we don't." I will dislike it. The human being I choose, no matter how ugly it is, it is good. Compared with kittens, human beings are really arrogant."

Hailou smiled, listened patiently to the kitten's complaints, and then continued: "In their cognition, among all the fur colors, the solid orange cat is the best."

Sure enough, as soon as his words fell, Doudou's tail stopped flicking immediately.His eyes were slightly rounded, and he said in surprise: "Really? Sure enough, there are still more discerning humans, hahahahaha! Come on, tell me again, how do they praise our little orange cat? "

Hailou explained in detail: "The orange cat has yellow skin inlaid with gold threads. It looks like a tiger. It is mighty and majestic, so it is listed as the top grade."

Doudou nodded in agreement, and quickly patted Hailou's arm with the palm of his hand, urging him to say a few more words.

The content in the note book is only a few short sentences, no matter how much Hailou expands, he can’t write a whole article of "Ode to the Orange Cat", so the rest of the content is Hailou's own random rainbow fart .

"Whether it is black or white, it is difficult to find individuals of pure color in the natural environment. If there is, it will inevitably leave a too monotonous and rigid impression. However, orange is different. Orange is a kind of color with temperature, light and shade, Emotional colors, vibrant and beautiful, it is easy to think of flame and light, maturity and fatness..."

It's not very glorious, but it's just that DouDou likes it.He didn't think there was anything wrong with this behavior of pulling and stepping on other colors, but he proudly agreed with Hailou's evaluation.

"The orange cat is indeed the cutest cat in the world. It's an open secret." Dou Dou patted his belly and agreed.

It's a pity that Hailou's praise stops here.He frankly admitted that he had not fully understood the rest of the notebook.

The considerate kitty is naturally gracious in forgiving his humans.Hailou can read books is already very remarkable, he is definitely the smartest human being in the world.And such a good human being belongs to him, and he is satisfied with his heart, thinking that being a cat should not be too greedy.

DouDou gently brushed Hailou's cheek with the tip of his tail, and yawned slightly.

Hailou grabbed the troublesome cat by its tail, lowered his head and asked softly, "Are you sleepy?"

Round and round with an even bigger yawn.

Hailou smiled, stroked his big, fluffy tail, (stuffed) it into Doudou's arms, and coaxed: "Go to sleep, when you wake up, maybe we will arrive at Lone Star."

DouDou slightly nodded, rubbing his eyes, wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes.He hugged his big tail tightly, curled up and buried himself in the human's arms.In human form, Doudou had long hands and long legs, and it was uncomfortable to maintain such a posture, but he didn't care.

DouDou couldn't help making a trembling sound from the cat's intoxicated sense of security brought by the familiar embrace, and soon fell into a sweet dreamland.

……

"So, orange cat is really the cutest cat."

DouDou heard someone talking like this, muffled, as if in a distant place, and listening carefully, it was like whispering in the ear.In a daze, he wanted to nod in agreement, but when he moved, his whole body twitched and he woke up suddenly.

What greeted the eyes was the bright sun that filled the room.

The sunlight was so strong that it almost drowned his golden hair.

Ah, it's summer.

The orange cat squinted its eyes, hiding its beautiful eyes of different colors, and the translucent (pink) nose showed tiny blood vessels under the light, bubbling and beating.He lay lazily on the fine-grained log floor, kicking his hind legs and trying to turn over.

Gusts of cool wind gushed out from the air conditioner, flipping the soft fluff on the orange cat's belly, and it was in a mess.

DouDou wanted to prop up his body and lick the fur on his belly, and shook the tip of his tail, but he didn't want to move lazily.

Got it, got it, got it.

The sound of insects is dense, and there is no wind to stagnate.Even if you are indoors, DouDou can still feel the high temperature outside the window that is enough to melt a kitten.

This is an unremarkable summer day belonging to Mao Chuncheng.

In Dou Dou's memory, Maochun's summer is not a pleasant season, and the degree of difficulty is second only to the freezing winter.

There will always be a period of time when the sky will be pressed down like the lid of a pressure cooker, covering Mao Chuncheng tightly, and steam will rise up, cooking pot after pot of kittens.The leaves are limp and lifeless, and the birds, beasts, insects and fish are hiding in the shade and it is difficult to find them.The air above the road was twisted by the high temperature, and the paws stepped on it unsuspectingly, and soon they could smell the aroma of barbecue, mixed with the heavy smell of dust...

and many more!

DouDou was startled, and hastily raised one of his front paws, it was really red and aching.He leaned over and licked it up.

I may have walked a long, long way, and I stared and thought, my paws are sore and itchy, are they almost ripe?

But why should I go out for a stroll in such hot weather?Shouldn't you find a shady place to sleep and get up and move around after the sun goes down?

Doudou stopped in doubt, turned his head to look beside him.

A long, slender hand reached over, and with just the right amount of strength, it scratched the orange cat's chin.

DouDou immediately kicked away the confusion just now, and went up to him with a little snort, squinting his eyes in enjoyment.

"I said don't go out to find me in this weather, I may not be at home."

The low and gentle voice sounded again.It is the owner of that hand, the familiar existence of Dou Dou.

It turned out to be Hailou.

Doudou relaxed his body, spread out softly into half a cat cake, even the tail was boneless and soft, as if it would melt into the thick cashmere carpet immediately.

But why did Hailou tell me not to look for him?

Go around confused.

Oh, I remembered, Hailou is too busy, he is too busy to be my human being.

In Doudou's memory, Hailou is a strange human being.

Human beings, at least those who live in Maochuncheng and are familiar with Doudou, most of them live a stable and boring life, day after day, unchanged.The trajectory of human actions is easy to predict. They always go out early and return late on certain days, and stay at home on other days with nothing to do. The cycle goes on and on, somewhat monotonous, but very regular.

An old cat with rich experience in human raising once told DouDou that human beings call the behavior of going out to hunt food "work".Humans spend enough time working and come back with enough food to support themselves and, occasionally, their feline companions.

In terms of results, this process is indeed similar to predation.But as far as Doudou knows, human beings are not good at predation. They are so fragile, afraid of blood, and even scream and jump when they are frightened by prey that have no resistance.DouDou was even worried that humans would be wiped out by rats sooner or later—well, it might be cockroaches, moths, or even flies.Oh, human beings are so weak.

But the orange cat, who is smart enough, quickly came to his own conclusions.Human work is a rather complex daily activity.In addition to getting food, work also helped them define territory, patrol territories, and establish their social status.Humans can communicate with each other without peeing and rubbing their scents. They have a complex communication mechanism—although from the perspective of a kitten, human communication is too inefficient and boring.

Therefore, Doudou does not object to his humans going out to work.He is a mature and decent big cat who doesn't mind giving humans enough pampering and petting.

It's just that the working hours of Hailou are too long, far beyond the comprehension of Orange Cat.In fact, human beings spend less than one-third of the time in the nest every month, and rarely have the opportunity to go home to report for a week.And, such a busy human being, no matter according to human standards or kitten selection criteria, it is really not suitable to have a cat.

But what does it matter?Hailou is a maverick human being, and he himself is a maverick cat.They were made for each other and destined to be together.

The mature orange cat can't bear to blame his favorite human.Such a thin and lithe human being must have had to work hard to make ends meet, and he couldn't even sternly reprimand the intruders.It's hard for DouDou to imagine how he hunted down those delicious canned cat food. He must have gone through a brutal fight to stand out from the crowd of humans.

Oh my god, wouldn't the humans working outside hide in a corner and cry secretly when they failed to hunt the canned food?

Doudou feels distressed, but also thinks that he should not dampen the enthusiasm of human beings.Furthermore, he should support it, become a strong and thick backing for human beings, and feed human beings as strong as possible.

Even if the wish to meet each other fails for a long time, Doudou will still report to the gate of Wowo in Hailou on time.At this time, he always brings well-prepared gifts, which may be fat mice, hairless blackbirds, or crispy grasshoppers.

Of course, more often, Doudou will pick up one or two small wild flowers or a few brightly colored fallen leaves.He has already discovered that his delicate and timid human beings prefer such harmless and boring dead things to delicious snacks. Every time he receives flowers and plants, he is happy to open a new one for him. can.

It's a pity that kitten's gifts don't always reach happy humans.It was like that hot summer afternoon in a dream, when a small red carp was in its mouth, and it rushed from the east city to the west city. When they arrived at their destination, they found that humans were not at home.

Doudou was hungry and tired, and collapsed on the window sill like the stupid fish that had been out of the water for too long.He was dizzy and guessed that he might be suffering from heat stroke, but he didn't have the strength to get up and seek shelter.He may have passed out from the heat, but fortunately he woke up in a heavenly cool air-conditioned room, and his favorite human being was tenderly by his side.

Even the reproachful whispers of human beings seemed so intimate at this moment.

"You're a silly little cat, aren't you?"

Doudou obediently retracted his paws, allowing his human beings to hold him in his arms.He lay on his back on the human's lap, exposing (exposing) the soft down on his belly, staring at the human's chin from bottom to top in a daze.Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of red.Ah, that stupid fish.

Human beings keep the stupid fish carefully in the crystal cup, which glows brightly under the bright sunlight.Leaving aside the suspicious butterfly tail with one corner broken by teeth, the koi looks petite and cute, not enough for a bite.

The orange cat snorted disdainfully.

Humans really don't want to taste the gifts he has scooped up with great difficulty.Meow, what a picky eater.In order to catch this fish, both of his front paws accidentally fell into the water.

Doudou meowed annoyedly, and quickly flipped the buttons on the human shirt, but cautiously did not really stick out its sharp claws.

Hate that humans don't understand the distress of a breadwinner cat.He pinched the orange cat's soft meat ball with his fingers, and said with a smile, "Do you know what I was looking at just now?"

Meow?

"You must never have imagined that a little orange pig like you was quite popular in ancient times."

Whoa, who is the orange pig?Meow doesn't know.

"Although I also like your fur color, is it too much to praise you as a golden tiger?"

DouDou understood, and decided to get angry for a while, and the anger would have to wait for a human to open a can for him to dissipate.He pulled out his fur tail and slapped the human's wrist twice, expressing his dissatisfaction forcefully.

It's a pity that his human beings are obviously not sharp enough, and he doesn't feel that there is anything wrong with such an interaction. Instead, he took the opportunity to move the orange cat's precious big tail.

"But do you know that a long time ago, if a person wanted to raise a cat, he would find a good day and auspicious day, bring a gift and go to the owner's house to hire a cat, just like hiring a virtuous person. .isn’t it fun? But how can a kitten work? What kind of work can a kitten do?”

Doudou's two front paws stretched forward, resisting the human's troubled hands, and yawned disinterestedly.

His humans are so stupid. Since humans can work, why can't kittens?

The other cats don't know much about it, but he knows what his responsibilities are.

He waved the tip of his tail and tapped the human heart.

Here, right here, there is a gap, a gap in the shape of a kitten.

I sense your call, so I come for you.

One day, I will fill this gap, and the human heart will become complete, without any regrets.

That's the job of a kitten.

The author has something to say:

Doudou: Meow meow meow meow! (My weak and unable to take care of myself, what should I do without me!)

Hailou: You are right

PS, the ancient cat-loving theory mentioned above and below is an allusion, and basically has its source, let’s use it as the source of network information, so I won’t list them one by one, please forgive me.In addition, the ancients thought that orange cats were the best, and I didn’t make them up. I’m innocent. The appearance is different, the bottom end is a raccoon cat with variegated colors.This is actually easy to understand, usually irregular coat color can easily damage the appearance of a kitten.It was also mentioned that if a cat's coat color changes (suspected to be a point color gene, similar to Siamese cats) it is considered auspicious.Of course, if a cat can catch mice or is cute, it can break the chain of discrimination and be praised no matter what suit it is.

PPS, the previous chapter has been revised and details have been added so the number of words has increased, and the basic content has not changed