Transferred from Love to play computer games community: Author: ohcysp

I learned from my friend that he had many stray kittens. I always knew that a man had been licking cats on his knees for a long time, so I adopted one from my friend. It is named Huajuan. Why do we call it Huajuan? I discussed it with you many years ago. If we keep pets together in the future, what's the name? Because I love pasta very much, I resolutely said a name related to pasta. Don't ask me why I don't call noodles, because I like to eat rolls.

Hazy first glance

On the first day of my home, I temporarily settled into a paper trunk, and at the same time, I officially became a member of the cat slave army.

A small ball of meat. Take the little guy to see a doctor. The doctor said he was malnourished. Go home and buy a lot of tins, goat's milk, and milk cakes from Ma Yunwang. Think about it, I am not so good to myself! This is slave life!

Because the little guy is too young, he takes him to work every day, and my lunch belt has become his temporary nest.

The little black cat and Huajuanjun, adopted by colleagues, are so black

Delirious sleeping posture.

Sleep together with the little black cat

Cats like to sleep next to all kinds of warm things. When you sit on the sofa and watch TV, Huajuanjun will silently touch my leg, and then fall asleep quietly.

It's still a wonderful sleeping posture. Because the little guy is too young, he eats and sleeps every day. Don't be too happy

Look up to you stupid human beings

yawn?

I bought a little mouse as a toy for him. I just can't be too happy to play with it. The tail of the torn mouse is ready to break

Look at my sad little eyes. Now that I have grown up a little, I am not sleeping every day. I like all kinds of bouncing on the computer best.

Because of this little guy, life has changed dramatically. All kinds of waiters, shovel excrement and urine, tease him with all kinds of toys. When he is tired of playing with toys, he has to play as a toy for him. The body is his claw grinding board. When he sleeps in the middle of the night, all kinds of people trample on your body, tear the body exposed outside the quilt, and lick it on your quilt

No, my master called me. I'm going to shovel shit.

In order to celebrate his son's arrival, he started a long coveted sonny angel. Now it's beside the desk. If your son is not around, just look at him.