I am a cat, three weeks old. According to the current human language habits, I should call me a little cat. 's name...not yet. I can't figure out where I was born because my eyes haven't been completely opened. I only remember that my mo...
I am a cat, three weeks old.
According to the current human language habits, I should call me a little cat.
's name...not yet.
I can't figure out where I was born because my eyes haven't been completely opened.
I only remember that my mother suddenly disappeared. I was so hungry that I could only yell in a wet corner.
But there, I saw people for the first time.
The man said, "Why is there a little cat? It's so pitiful!"
The man grabbed me. His palms were very warm, but the movements of holding me made me uncomfortable. I was uncomfortable and scared, so I could only continue to scream loudly.
That person fed me some hot milk. Baji, I was drinking urgently, but that person feeds me faster. I choked after taking a few sips, cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough.
I finally filled my stomach and my body was warm.
But the milk that man gave me was different from what my mother had fed me before. My stomach started to rumble, rumble...
I am a cat, and I am a month and a half. It's also a little cat.
's name... The master gave it one, but I don't understand it very much.
This is the third week I have come to a new home, but I am scared every day because my cat brother is not friendly to me.
They will be fierce and fierce. I am too young to beat me, so I can only hide under the table every day.
My master would carry me out from under the table every time and put me and Brother Cat together, saying that he would have to have more contact in order to "cultivate feelings."
I was so scared that my ears shrank into the airplane, and he even praised me for being so cute. According to humans, I should be scared to tears now. How could it be cute? It's so strange.
I am a cat, one year old, I am a big cat.
My brother and I don’t have a good relationship, but I like the nest it sleeps very much and often go to bed quietly for a while.
But one day it seemed to be sick and kept scratching itself. The shit shoveler said that he had some cat moss, and he applied medicine to it and went out again.
I was not very clear about the situation, but I continued to secretly sleep in my brother's nest.
A few days later, my body suddenly started to itch, so itchy that I was in no mood to grab a nest.
What we do every day is to scratch ourselves crazy together.
The shoveler does not know how to help us except to apply medicine to us every day. I scratched my wound and it hurts. I couldn't help but lick it...
On the way to keep pets, most poop shovelers have made many small mistakes.
As humans, many times, they cannot feel the impact of these misunderstandings, but pets can directly feel the discomfort and even pain caused to them by these small mistakes.
Stress, fear, and imperceptible pain... Every careless and indifferent human beings may directly or indirectly bring health risks to pets.
Pet raising is a meticulous job, and there are too many things to pay attention to and learn.
