chatting and ughing...
the little wild cat said: i don' t eat after noon. i' m used to it outside.
the day,
the cat hole in the side wall of the backyard of the mansion,
little sister, we will bee god sisters.
in the side wall of the backyard of the mansion, dig a cat hole,
when you eat at noon, you bring your meal to the kitten' s hole,
the little wild cat said: if a flower in a greenhouse does not have the ability to grow on its own, why should it run as a wild flower?
cat six said: the flowers in the greenhouse are lonely and lonely,
the little wild cat said: little sister, parasitic mansion, is also a kind of ability,
the little wild cat said: "little sister, you tell by looking at your fur. three months ago, there was a house cat that ran out of the mansion.
cat six said: later,
the little wild cat said: later, the domestic cat followed me and lived an ant-like life without a meal.
there are two cats.
while eating,
while chatting,
we both eat and chat,
so you won' t be lonely anymore
cat six said: what about dinner?
be silent for a moment,
a fsh of light fshed over the cat' s head above the neck of the little wild cat.
say slowly:
cat six said: then what happened ter,
the little wild cat said: later, after three days, he returned to the mansion cat den,
cat six said: is it really so difficult to live in the outside world?