Love cats, love cats

I have been raising my lame civet cat for years, and I have strong feelings, just like my children. People say I love dogs, and I think it's the same to love cats. Occasionally, when I see the wild cats in the community, I can't help but sympathize. In fact, it can't be said that it is also a cat, but the living conditions are different. Just like people in this society, people who live in luxury villas are all from China, while those who live in rural cottages are all savages. In fact, the cats in the community are all good-looking, well-proportioned and strong, unlike my baby who is fat and lazy. Cats in the community are generally as fast as flying. I don't know how they make a living.

? I often prepare some sausages in the balcony and bag and throw them to them when they appear. As soon as I got up one morning, I saw civets flying downstairs. I shouted: Mimi! Although I can't see it, I hope it can hear it. When I was desperate, the name Mimi appeared. Who knows Mimi really stopped, and I hurried to get the ham sausage in a panic. When I came back, I thought it must have gone. Who knows it didn't leave, but also came to the bottom of my balcony. I left the ham quickly It picked up the ham and jumped into the grass at lightning speed.

? There is also a cat in the community, which always lies on the bench in Hall 7 every day. It is a flower cat, easy-going, not afraid of anyone, and can be moved by others. I sometimes give it something to eat when I pass by after work. I saw it in the underground garage today. I called it and it stopped. This guy is smart, the garage is slippery, he knows to go ahead and beckons me to follow, so we find a slightly cleaner place and give him the ham.

? People are interested in everything, which is sometimes incomprehensible. Every time I feed these cats, I feel very happy and seem to have gained something.