Not all hunger is used to catch mice
My mother is a civet cat, I have two sisters and a brother, but now I am the only one left.
I am a cat, living in the countryside.
My mother is a civet cat, I have two sisters and a brother, but now I am the only one left.
Life here is busy, the wind, the grass, they are busy with their own business, no one cares about them, because if the master does not have leftovers and leftovers to feed me, I have to starve, so I have to catch mice to fill the stomach, and every time I catch a mouse, the master will always touch my head to show praise, and can fill the stomach and praise, I naturally enjoy it.
If you are tired of working, lie in the grass in the sun; sleepy, fall to sleep for a while; thirsty, go to the river to drink a few sips of water, covered with mud will not be reprimanded. The white clouds are just like the cotton in the master's field, large clumps, I wonder if they are as soft as scratching.
The master's house is not very big, from the far side of the hill, the house is sparse, the hillside is full of wild grass, all kinds of small bugs chirping in the evening, this time I am always excited to run around in the grass to catch those small bugs to play with. Although I could sleep whenever I wanted and wake up whenever I wanted, I always did. Come home in the evening to lie on a thin towel, leaning against a warm fire, purring comfortably, while the little owners are always happy to pet my head and rub my paws. My master never bathed me, if my body was too dirty, I could only lick it carefully with my tongue, and if it rained heavily, I used the sky as a faucet and bathed in the rain with a wind comb, and the days were miserable.
And so, day after day, year after year, the master's children grew up, and I gave birth to a litter of kittens, two little females, and two little males, and I was so happy that the kittens circled me every day, fiddling with my tail as a toy. I thought the days would be as good as ever, but to my surprise, that day, the owner put me and the children into a big box and we followed the owner's children to the city.
Here is the owner's double-decker villa, large like a castle, smooth marble floor, let me slip even the central air conditioning warm air like a spring breeze, blowing my heart and soul, soft sofa, gently lying on it, fell into. The master carried me into a large bathtub, this warm water, wrapped around my body, delicate bubbles around me, there are small duck rubber toys, I lie in the bathtub, hating to never come out, after the bath I was first wrapped in a towel by the master, a thing called hair dryer, whistling blowing out the warm air, into my body, feel the body filled with sunlight, hair as if it can shoot light The same.
The children ran over curiously, they were immediately attracted by a feather that could turn in a circle, and the smallest kitten, who tentatively scratched the feather with his paw, immediately played with enthusiasm while I jumped on a soft shelf, how soft it was! I bounced around on these shelves like bouncing on a trampoline, and some let me play on them, and there were rough boards that I could sharpen my claws, and several children, too, were immersed in the toys that dazzled the cat.
But toys can not be eaten, I did not eat in the morning. I hadn't eaten in the morning. I was hungry all the way, and several kittens were purring and asking me for food, so I had to take out my hunting skills and look around. I followed the scent and ran to a small bowl, the aroma came from here, I tried to taste, well, the taste is wonderful like the master killed the fish left me the innards, then the taste of the leftover rice do not know how many times delicious, I gobbled up, three or two times to lick the rice bowl clean.
The owner's child came back and hugged me, kissed me, and combed my hair, which had never been done before, and said with a smile, "Little one, this is your new home now." "Meow, what's he talking about? Whatever he's saying, I bet he's giving us permission to take my kittens and live here for a long time! That way my kittens won't have to run around trying to catch mice." Sometimes I take the kids to catch those little electric mice, but not to fill their bellies, just for fun and entertainment.
About the Creator
Celia R Mueller
Read a million books, travel a million miles

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