The last orange cat Omega [Interstellar]

Even if he couldn't see the expression on Mr. Shark Fin's face at this moment, Doudou could feel the other party's dissatisfaction, but he didn't try to continue to explain.

New Year's Eve.

DouDou narrowed his eyes and fell into the memories.

I still remember that a long time ago, when he was still wandering in Maochun, there was a winter, which was also close to the New Year's Eve.At that time, he was still very young, his fur could not keep out the cold, and he did not have much experience. He wandered shivering at a gas station in the suburbs of a certain city, trying to find a place that could shelter from the wind. It would be great if he could have another bite to eat.

During the Spring Festival, the gas station was empty, except for a large truck.The owner was a burly, dark man with a beard and rumpled clothes, reeking of cigarettes and sweat.Doudou hesitated for a moment, but still chose to go forward.

He trembled more and more as he walked.That strong man is really huge, his two feet are like two small boats, and he can crush the whole kitten with just a little lift.

The little orange cat cautiously approached the humans, and chose a safe distance to stop.He didn't call out, just sat upright with his tail crossed, looking up at the strong man quietly with his head up.

The brawny man was also wrapped in a down jacket and was terribly cold, and when he turned his head to find Doudou, he was stunned in place.After a long time, one person and one cat still stared at each other silently.In the end, the strong man jumped back into the carriage, hesitantly turned on the firewood warmer, and welcomed the little orange cat into his truck as the only visitor during the Spring Festival.

Chai Nuan is really warm.

Looking at the pained expression on the strong man's face, Chai Nuan seems to be very precious.Sure enough, beautiful things are always expensive, and they are always beyond the price that kittens can bear.

Like the forest rangers, the truck drivers didn't get to eat dumplings on New Year's Eve.In fact, all he had was a bowl of instant noodles and two starchy sausages.

DouDou didn't treat himself as a cat, and followed suit with half a sausage and half a bowl of warm water.

The party lasted less than two hours, and soon the strong man repacked and set off on a new journey.DouDou stayed at the gas station where the wind was biting.In fact, recalling carefully, the starchy sausage with heavy seasoning is not very delicious.

But for some reason, when mentioning New Year's Eve, DouDou can always think of that not-so-gentle strong man and that simple dinner.

Mr. Sharkfin said that human beings are hateful, that's natural, and he can just pour out a bunch of bad things done by human beings without even counting them.

But at the same time, he couldn't help but recall the strong man who gave him warmth in the cold winter, and many ordinary humans like that strong man.

"All in all," DouDou directly gave up explaining the details to Mr. Shark Fin, and concluded abruptly, "It is the most important festival for human beings in this period. Every year in this year, they will have a family reunion and get together to have a good meal."

"Then why didn't this human come home?"

"Who knows." DouDou replied indifferently, and yawned lazily.

Mr. Shark Fin always felt that the other party must know the reason, but he was just perfunctory and refused to tell himself.He couldn't help feeling depressed.

Mr. Shark Fin held his breath and remained silent until the ranger climbed up the mountain for more than 100 meters and finally reached a certain leeward place.The pressure of Mr. Shark Fin blocking the air vent instantly decreased, and he finally couldn't help poking DouDou's belly again.

"You said he was a forest ranger, but what is the job of a forest ranger?"

Doudou tilted his head and thought for a moment, then replied: "It's a very hard job. The forest rangers patrol the mountains every day, maintain the border, eliminate hidden dangers of mountain fires, prevent illegal logging and poaching, and protect this small natural forest area. Let the ecology continue to deteriorate. They receive meager income, take risks to work, and have no rest all year round, probably so. A good old man like him may even do some simple wild animal rescue."

Doudou's words are simple, but even Mr. Shark Fin, who knows nothing about ordinary life on the ancient earth, can appreciate the hardships involved after a little thought.

What kind of job is it that allows a person to dedicate his life, without complaint or regret, to walk in the mountains and forests for ten years, and never relax even when the family is supposed to be reunited.

This cognition confused Mr. Shark Fin.He had only just come to terms with the fact that human beings are cruel executioners, and what he saw seemed to overturn his newly established notions.

Interstellar does not advocate the field of humanities, and Mr. Sharkfin knows nothing about philosophy, otherwise he might have some soul-touching human thinking about the id, ego and superego at this time.

The conversation was terminated, and a group of furries became quiet again.

The ranger's footsteps have not stopped.The destination of his trip is the border of the mountain forest reserve.The guardrail there has been in disrepair for a long time, and now the snow is so thick that it can easily crush the fence. If the guardrail is damaged, he needs to repair it in time.This is hard work, and today he is the only one patrolling the area, and the ranger hopes to reach the destination before noon.

Mr. Shark Fin leaned on the forest ranger's still strong but slightly thin back, and felt the gradual rapid breathing of human beings.

Huchi - Huchi -

Doudou squirmed his body, pushed his head lightly, and got out from under his collar.He stretched his neck as hard as he could to get a breath of fresh air from his little tit friend on top of his head.The little tit gently smoothed the cat's head with its beak in distress.

Everything in the field of vision is indistinguishable white, the sky and the earth are the same color, occasionally revealing some dark plant parts.No matter how shocking the snow scene is, watching it for a long time will inevitably cause visual fatigue.

When Doudou talked about the free ride mentioned by the forest ranger for countless times, his eyes suddenly lit up.

I saw a head popping out of the white snow.

Long and delicate chin, round and black eyes, and two ears pricked up high spiritedly.

It's a deer!

Then, one, and another.

A total of twenty or so deer slowly emerged from the forest covered by snow.

Oh oh oh, it's a sika deer!

Doudou meowed excitedly.He struggled away from the warmth of his makeshift nest and stepped awkwardly on the ranger's shoulder.Mr. Shark Fin hesitated for a moment, then quickly followed suit.

Standing on each shoulder of the ranger is a little owl with fluttering fluff, which looks very funny.However, his face was flushed and he was extremely happy.

"Look, what did I say, you little things are really lucky. Do you know who it is? It's the Deer King!"

Deer King?

DouDou's eyes were full of light.

Deer are spiritual creatures with similar myths and legends circulating in many different human civilizations.The one who can be crowned the King of Deer must be a powerful guy.

Sure enough, at the moment when the ranger's voice fell, the twenty-odd sika deer seemed to sense something, and they turned sideways to make way for the passage, bowed their heads, and looked like the most devout subjects supplying the supreme king.

DouDou widened his eyes excitedly.

However, I don't know if I smelled a strange smell, but the deer king didn't appear in front of the people, only a bright smoky brown figure flashed across the forest, as fast as a dream.

DouDou could not help but sigh in frustration.

The orange cat, Doudou, is no stranger to sika deer. Mao Chun's zoo has several of them in captivity.However, the wild deer has an indescribable noble aura, which can never be matched by artificially raised deer.

Fortunately, although the deer king never directly greeted these uninvited guests, the deer seemed to be very familiar with the rangers and did not resist the approach of humans at all.They follow the deer king to the snow field with graceful steps, and turn their heads to look at the ranger from time to time, as if silently urging them.

The forest ranger led a line, slowly following the footsteps of the deer.

A few young fawns, covered in beautiful plum spots, hopped up and down to the ranger.The bold ones straightened their necks and gently arched the ranger's backpack with the tip of their noses.

"It's just you Jianer, you smell the apples in my bag, right? Alright, alright, let's walk first, and we'll talk when we get to the place later. Don't poke my itchy flesh hahahaha!"

While guarding his backpack, the forest ranger was itchy and laughed when he was teased by the deer.

People and deer, things and spirits, the scene is harmonious.

Seeing this, Mr. Shark Fin was thoughtful.After a while, he asked Doudou in a low voice: "I think these creatures are very spiritual. They should have been living in the wild. Why don't they resist humans?"

Aren't humans a nightmare for wild animals?Just like the group of whale sharks, they gave their trust, but what they received was disaster.

At first, Dou Dou didn't understand what Mr. Shark Fin meant, so he narrowed his eyes and took a glance at him.Mr. Sharkfin has a straight face, with dark and bright eyes.After going around and thinking about it, I came back to it.For a moment, he only felt that he had a lot to say and many ways to explain it, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back little by little.

In the end, Doudou just said:

"Did you know that there was a kind of cuckoo on the ancient earth. It didn't build its own nests. Every time it was egg-laying season, it would find an honest bird neighbor and mix its own eggs with other birds' eggs. The little cuckoo usually catches up with the other birds. The other eggs broke before hatching, and the first thing they did after breaking was to push the rest of the eggs out of the nest and smash them. In this way, the parent birds can only carefully raise the little cuckoo as their only chick.

There is another kind of monkey that snatches the cubs of other female monkeys, and after snatching them, it is treated as a game of dragging and tearing, and often tortures the cubs to death.Sometimes, they will also snatch the cubs born by stray cats and dogs nearby, and play with them as toys.

These behaviors also sound abhorrent, don't they?Neither monkeys nor cuckoos are human beings, but they still do behaviors that we cannot accept.In fact, the more intelligent an animal is, the more likely it is to behave inexplicably.

Therefore, perhaps it is not human beings that are evil, but life itself.As long as individuals survive in the world, they have more or less harmed other living beings.

For any kind of creature in the world, herbivorous or carnivorous, as long as they are endowed with the same intelligence and emotions as humans, I think that probably all species standing at the top of the pyramid will eventually follow a similar path.

Our nature is actually the same, but the position we are in is different.And since the status quo is doomed to be the privilege of human beings, perhaps we should also give due faith.

Humans are the only creatures I have ever seen who think of all kinds of bad tricks to inexplicably harm other species, but humans are also the only creatures I have ever seen who will save other species regardless of their own interests.Among them are those who do evil and those who do good, and there are many ordinary people who are neither good nor bad.

The most powerful part of human nature is not kindness - kindness is too fragile and unreliable.The most striking difference between human nature and animal nature is precisely the "cruelty" of human beings, and the "evil" of human beings. When they have the courage to face the cruelty hidden in their dark side and have the ability to carry out cruelty, they choose not to be cruel, and even stop it. cruel.The more such human beings there are, the stronger the humanity will be.

And we can now choose to be part of that too, because we're 'human' too.

Humans aren't that good, but they're not that bad either.

Right? "

The author has something to say:

(The small sunflower classroom going around)

Doudou: Ask, how to identify sika deer

(Of course, it depends on whether there are plum blossoms on the body)

Doudou: Wrong!Many deer will have similar spots.For example, roe deer or something, they also have sika spots when they were young, so they can easily be mistaken for sika deer

(roe deer?)

Doudou: If people don’t understand roe deer, add an adjective, and everyone will understand.Silly - roe deer - son -

(The roe deer made a protesting sound)

Doudou: Then how do you recognize it? You can recognize the (butt) butt. The (butt) hair of the silly roe deer is white without mottled color, while the sika deer has mixed hair (butt)

(It's really worthless knowledge)

PS, although the deer in the zoo are also good-looking, the wild deer does have a kind of beauty that cannot be artificially created. There is no intention to despise the artificial deer here.