Refuse to have a cat and talk about your mood.

Once a dream: a cat, a dog, a home, a book and a cup of tea. Life is enough.

The reality is a humble abode, but I really want to take the first step, so I want to get a cat and try water first.

I've been thinking about this for a long time. I really want to keep a cat, stay with me, pat it on weekends, pat it after work, and then sleep with it. This idea is sometimes strong and sometimes vague. I know that my financial conditions can't give it a spacious and carefree life, so I can only live in a humble abode with me, so I am also very contradictory. But one day, the seeds of thought will break through the ground and take root. I successfully adopted a little nursing cat online. So it appeared: 4- 12, before the cat came, we were like this:

After work on Friday, we were told that we could get the cat, but the shopping hasn't arrived yet. We chose to bring it here in cartons first, because pets can't get on the subway. We hid and took the bus several times, and it took nearly two hours to get home.

Unfortunately, the goods we bought didn't arrive, so we had to buy some rice porridge everywhere, add some ham and crush it to feed it. The food was settled, and then, the cat jumped up and down on me, making me itch all over, so I could only move in the balcony area and take a bath resolutely. Wow, that's ridiculous. I have four sharp claws lying on my stomach. I dare not touch him! Children who are completely unreasonable are still terrible, at least they don't catch people.

From the way we brought back, we were screaming and afraid to take the bus. At home, we called 12, and we waited. It seems tired and asleep. Each of us took a bath and finally had a rest. At 3 o'clock in the morning, we started calling again. Because the house was small and the sound insulation effect was not very good, we were afraid to disturb our neighbors and avoid some complaints. We kept teasing left and right until after 5 o'clock, and we were completely sleepy. From this moment on, the crying never stopped. I was going to take it to the pet hospital for deworming. Then something happened. The landlord refused to let us have a cat. Sure enough, whoever owns the house is in charge. This is the sadness of renting a house, but we feel comfortable instead, as if we have found a reason to give up the idea of owning a cat.

In fact, it is very common for cats to bark in a new environment, but in our living conditions, cats can't afford to toss for 3-7 days at night. After all, they have to go to work and have limited energy. We have to find a more suitable home for the cat than we do. It is very good now, and it eats and drinks well every day. There is a more qualified shovel officer who is better than all of us, mainly because I can often see it, but it has become someone else's cat.

I didn't return the things I prepared for the cat before. This is a gift for him and a lesson for myself: always do what you can.

Just a sauce, a cat, gave up from the first night.