The kitten did nothing wrong, I gave him too much freedom (1)
Oh my god, I need to answer this question. In general: The kitten did nothing wrong, I gave him too much freedom.
Here is a photo.
The cat was picked up by a classmate. She had a Garfield at home. I hesitated for a while and took it home without asking for permission. At first, I was worried that the cat was pregnant because it was so fat. As a result, the doctor felt it and announced that it was a male cat.
At first, my friend thought it was an old cat. Why? Because at her home, it ate and slept, was quiet and well-behaved, and walked slowly. It even fooled the boss lady who sold pet supplies. I took it home and swore to my mother that the cat was very well-behaved, never scratched things! Never rummaged through the trash can!
I never expected that it was lurking for me. In the first two months, it was indeed very well-behaved, not noisy or noisy. Except for sneaking into the closet a few times, it didn’t do anything else.
“Oh no. I was discovered.”
Two months later. All my previous promises were slapped in the face. My face hurt.
I personally think that there are two key points to loving small animals. The first is health, and the second is freedom. Love him in the way he likes, not the way we like. No one at home has ever hit him, at most they just scare him. He has mastered this fatal weakness! He knows that this family is soft-hearted, so he began to let himself go. What can we do? Love is unbridled.
First of all, he learned to open doors and drawers, and fell in love with this activity. There is no door in the house that he can’t open. Wardrobes, shoe cabinets, everything that can be opened for you will be opened for you. It’s like searching for treasure in boxes and cabinets. When he gets angry, he will
turn over his own bag
. Now he has taken off his disguise. Before, he would slip away when he did something bad, but now when you stop him, he will look at you and say, “Is there something wrong?” and then continue to do his thing.

He has good physical strength, like a perpetual motion machine. Playing with him for an hour every day can’t exhaust his physical strength at all, but it exhausts mine!!! His favorite game is pinball, which is much faster, more accurate and more stable than most football players. He knows how to push the ball back to me, and sometimes he will bring the ball back. He looks like a dog. Sometimes I wonder if he is a dog that has had plastic surgery.
I am tired. I am really tired. Why is it more tiring to raise a cat than a dog? He said he doesn’t need to walk and is cool?
Here is a video of him fetching a ball. You can judge whether he is a dog or not.
Let’s play with him first, and then list his crimes!
I have been here for such a short time today!
Then I will talk about his first characteristic. He is greedy. Very greedy. He is not a British shorthair cat, but a British shorthair. We have to let him smell all the packages we unpack. Our food is delicious, and we eat delicious food behind his back.
Especially human snacks are super delicious.
He eats at the table before. As long as my mother starts cooking, he squats on the chair. He wants to eat everything. Forget about meat, but he must eat two shrimps. But what the hell are cauliflower and tomatoes?
My favorite freeze-dried ones,
but you can eat them if you want. What’s wrong with stealing? One time, he even stole the stuffing that my grandma was preparing for dumplings! Half a bowl of fried meat with yam and black fungus!!!
He also likes to steal things my grandma grows. A few days ago, he stole the leeks and purslane that my grandma grew. He also stole Dendrobium officinale twice!!!
Don’t say it, my face hurts. It hurts so much.
I’m here, add some. Just now, when I ate a multi-grain cake, I had to let him smell it every time I took a bite, and I never got tired of it. It was as if every bite was a fresh cake. You don’t want to eat it, what are you smelling?
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