Spell Meow

Although I tried my best to hurry up, it was still too late for me to go back.Thinking of what Shier would do because of hunger, I immediately showed an expression that couldn't bear to look directly at him, but I quickly comforted myself.

As long as it doesn't go too far, I can forgive a kitten with an empty stomach and recovering injuries from tearing up the house.

Just when I almost succeeded in brainwashing myself with the idea of ​​"a 26-pound kitty won't cause much damage." A shrill cat cry pierced through the quiet night market, and made me shudder goosebumps.

After the jingling of bells and the sound of something colliding, an orange shadow swished past me.

After rummaging through the sundries piled up on the corner of the street, he stopped at the base of the wall, arched his back and raised his tail, his ears were pulled down and his hair was fried, making a loud gasp.

The pair of green eyes that reflect the light under the light are particularly disturbing when staring at the darkness, as if some monster will jump out of the place where the light does not shine.

I stood on my head with cold hair all over, and subconsciously grabbed the electric shock device that I had put in my pocket after the last "cat abuse incident". Although I knew that running was the best choice, at least this thing would give me more courage.

At the edge of the light and shadow division, a fuzzy white mass approached the street light unhurriedly. After being completely exposed to the light, I realized that it was a white cat... huh?white cat? ?

I took a closer look, and it turned out to be the white cat I met the day I picked up Shier.Such a good-looking cat is not common, so I recognized him at a glance.

It's just that I don't understand why he appeared here. This place is not close to my home, and it seems a bit outrageous to come here even if we circle around.

He was still biting an empty plastic cup in his mouth. I always thought this cup looked very familiar, and then I took a closer look and realized, isn’t this the cup that holds the sundae in M’s diary?

Does this cat still have the habit of picking up litter?It's too environmentally friendly...

A very standard-looking, round and lovely blue-white British shorthair came out of the shadows following the white cat. After realizing that I was looking at them, he turned to look at me, his beard trembled slightly, and he let out a sweet cry. cat meow.

The pendant hanging under his neck reflected the cat's eyes in the light, which made me realize that this cat is not a wild cat, it should be a domestic cat.

Thinking of this, I looked at the orange and white who were confronting each other again. I couldn't see the white one because the fur was too long, but the orange cat also had a collar around its neck, which obviously showed that he was also a cat with an owner. .

Are domesticated cats so ambitious recently... At this point, they are still fighting the world outside?

But I finally relaxed after seeing the cat.After waiting for a while holding the electric shocker in place, I didn't see any creatures other than us, so I relaxed my vigilance a little, and tried to approach the cats in front of me.

I still remember the last time the white cat brought Jie into my house and confronted Shier. I don't think I get along well with him.

So I didn't try to get close to him, but chose to get close to the orange cat that gradually restrained its frightened appearance just now.

The orange cat was obviously very wary of my approach, but it didn't choose to attack me when I reached out, it just took two steps back, as if hesitating whether to run away.

I stretched out my hand and waited patiently for him to respond, but before he could respond, the blue-and-white sable came up and pressed its head against my palm, blinking its big watery eyes and making a soft meow.

Looks like he has a good temper.

My heart melted all at once.

Although my dream cat is a Maine Coon, who can resist a cute cat who is acting like a baby.

So I stretched out my hand skillfully along Lan Baiying's short and round cheeks, touched his chin and scratched the delicate and soft short hair. The cat obviously enjoyed it very much, squatting on the ground, squinting his eyes, and raised his chin to do whatever he wanted. Let me do whatever I want, and even the purring sound from my throat has become louder.

Taking this opportunity, I picked up the small dangling bronze plaque around his neck. There was only one name on it. Although it looked like a human name, I thought that the names on the cats and cats I met recently were all the same. Type, I still tentatively shouted to Lanbai: "Hui Yuanxiong?"

The cat let out an "um" in a drawn-out tone, and the "um" almost went to my heart.

What happened to the kitten with a human name!Isn't this normal!Isn't even Shir like this!

I understood and convinced myself immediately.

"Why are you still outside so late? Won't the master worry about you?"

As I asked, I looked at the name tag on the cat's neck, only to find that his brand, like Jie's, only had a name and nothing else.

Looking at the big white cat that was staring at me without blinking, thinking that Jie came with him last time, I couldn't help but think "they are raised by the same person", right?

After all, although the collar styles are different, the format is the same. These cats always move together, and the probability of being fed by one person is quite high.

The orange cat suddenly uttered a well-pronounced "meow". If I hadn't watched him yell, it would be hard to believe that a cat could actually make a more standard "meow" than a poor human imitator.

He stretched out his paws and patted Lan Bai's body and pushed him, but he didn't use much force, only causing Lan Bai to hum coquettishly, and didn't push Ying Short who was slightly rounder than him.

The orange cat looked a little angry, its beard curled up and its eyes widened. The copper cat badge on its neck hit the lock buckle with a jingling sound, and the standard "meow" became louder.

It's just because his "meow" is too standard, so although the orange cat barks very seriously, the effect is so comical that I can't help laughing, and accidentally leaked a laugh in front of his face.

The orange cat with smooth lines, thin and vigorous figure froze in place for a moment, took a deep look at me with those amber eyes, turned around, jumped onto the wall and stared at me without saying a word.

"I'm sorry I shouldn't have laughed at you, but I really haven't seen such a standard cat Puchi..."

I couldn't help but raise my hand to cover my mouth to prevent the laughter from leaking out and hurt the cat's self-esteem, but obviously I was half a beat too slow and still let him hear the sound.

The orange cat seemed quite annoyed and backed away from the wall two steps away from me, but remained silent as if it really realized that I was laughing at him.

Lan Baiying short realized that his companion was leaving, looked at me and then at the companion on the wall, finally chose to rub my palm lightly and let out a soft cry, then stretched out his hand and climbed over the wall vigorously, walking Flick the tail in front of the companion and grunt softly to appease the other party.

The big white cat who has been silent all this time tilted his head when I finally put my eyes on him when I had nothing to do with the cat. The blue eyes seemed to be sparkling with diamond-like stars in their blue eyes, which were almost transparent under the light. Knowing that he almost got into a fight with Shier last time, but looking at such a pretty cat face, I took a deep breath and felt that I couldn't forgive him.

It's just that the white cat is very cold. It meowed twice when it saw me for the first time, but this time it just stared at me without saying a word. Although it didn't hide when I stretched out my hand, but seeing his expression, I always felt that it seemed genuine. Rua him casually like rua blue and white, he might jump up and hit me with a broken nose.

But as a editor, I still have the courage and curiosity to take risks.

——If it weren't for this thing, I would have sent a resignation letter to the bald boss on the first day of watching the Japanese junior high school tennis match.

Unexpectedly, although the white cat looked indifferent, it didn't hide or bite when I reached out, but looked at me quite calmly. If it wasn't for the slight trembling of its beard, it would be like a beautiful The cat god is as immovable as a mountain.

Under the cover of the white cat's fluffy, smooth and soft collar, I really touched a cold collar with a hard texture and I don't know what kind of material it is.

Definitely a house cat.

"It's very dangerous for a kitty to come outside to play at such a late hour. Where is your house? Last time I saw you were near my house. Is your territory so big? You still have to pay attention to safety."

I scratched the white cat's chin habitually, obviously the other party couldn't resist the cat's nature. I narrowed my eyes and raised my chin slightly, flicked the fluffy squirrel tail, and a sweeter meow followed his path The vocal cords flowed out.

Not only is it too good-looking, but its voice is too sweet!

So much so that I couldn't restrain myself and said in a soft voice: "You guys should go back early, do you want to eat? Why are you still carrying garbage... Do you want me to help throw it away?"

After the white cat heard "trash", it stretched out its paws and pulled the empty plastic cup in front of me to my feet. It looked at me with a pure and innocent face, and tilted its head and face when it saw me picking up the plastic cup. He rubbed his cheek against my fingertips, then purred again.

"I'll help you throw it away and go home, okay? I'm going home too. There are kittens like you in my house who are still waiting for me to go back to eat. Don't make your family members wait anxiously."

Seeing that the white cat was so active, I had to pinch the cat's crispy and cool ear tips, then got up with the garbage, waved goodbye to them, and left without hesitation.

It is impossible for me to raise so many cats. Instead of feeding them some snacks to make them rely on me, it is better to go home when I meet a prostitute on the side of the road—besides, it is obvious that they are free-range cats. I don't need to worry too much.

Hmm, but it's better not to touch cats playing outside often.Shir has been staying at home, and if the cats outside have infectious parasites, they will be brought home through me, so we should be more cautious.

Thinking of the giant kitten at home, I couldn't help but sighed sweetly. I was both worried and happy, thinking about whether I would be warmly welcomed back home, and whether I would blame me for going back too late. It's a sweet burden not to be too far away from home for too long after having a cat.

Although the possible damage made me sober for a while, but thinking of Shier's good behavior all the time, I still decided to believe that my well-behaved kitten will not be a burden to me.

Alas, this is the touching and sincere trust between cats and humans.