My master

Chapter 1

I was born with four other siblings in a small corner of an old factory...

It was a great sunny day. There were many small yellow flowers blooming around the factory, and white cabbage butterflies were flying everywhere. No matter how you looked at it, it was a very warm scene.It's a pity that at that time, I was busy filling my constantly hungry stomach, and I couldn't see or hear clearly, so I didn't have time to take care of other things other than the constant swallowing.

Therefore, until now, I can only recall the situation at that time with my incomplete memory and poor reasoning.

Looking back now, I was really lucky. I didn't become the last one born, and my development was also very good. I was lucky enough to survive to this day.Perhaps, there really is such a thing as "fate" in this world.

That's why I met her.

Kumquat is the largest of our five cats. From the moment it landed on the ground, it occupied the [nipple] that produces the most milk in a daze, and squeezed the older sister who was born next to her side.

And as the third child of my mother, I got a proper position, and I could barely eat enough, but only enough.The domineering Kumquat always likes to press on me, but in order to keep warm, he acquiesced in its unequal status with me.

The fourth brother, Spotted Flower, has a similar fate to mine, but he is very silent and always likes to be alone, so I don't like getting along with him very much.Moreover, because it is very against the "discipline" of kumquat, it has become the least popular among us.

As for winter melon, my youngest brother, he was not so lucky at that time. Ever since I saw him, he always looked very listless, and although the number of [nipples] was enough, he could Because I can't squeeze in the front, I have to wait until my elder brother's kumquats and my second sister's yam are full before I can drink a couple of sips.

My mother doesn't have much patience with us, she is also very hungry, so we will go out to look for food after feeding every day, so the winter melon that has never been full is getting thinner and thinner. By 20 days, the kumquat has grown It doubled, and he became the "overlord" among us.

One gloomy morning, my mother went out to hunt as usual, but she didn't come back.

Kumquat thought for a while, and probably understood something, sobbed a few times before tiptoeing away.Spotted Flower seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and couldn't wait to make the second one.In the familiar corner, only me, yam, and winter melon shivered and huddled together, calling my mother's name constantly.

In the end, Mom didn't come back.

Our wretched voices brought another, hairless-faced, hulking creature such as I had never seen before.

He roughly locked the three of us in a strong cage, and Yam screamed and struggled desperately, but it was all to no avail.I watched the wax gourd lying shivering in the corner, and suddenly felt sad for some reason, so I went to lick its forehead, but it didn't appreciate my affection.

Fortunately, the days that followed were much more comfortable. Every day, someone brought me fresh food and water for my enjoyment.After eating big mouthfuls, I no longer have to worry about being hungry, and I no longer wonder why I am in a cage and there are butterflies and flowers outside like I did at the beginning.

The most important thing is to eat enough and live. If you return to the outside world, who knows what will happen?

I was so obsessed with the minced fish mixed in rice porridge, and a kind of pasty food that I could occasionally try, that I forgot my childhood assumptions about freedom.Gradually, I learned from the TV that is on every day that the creatures with hairless faces are called people, and we are called cats in their mouths.

I, winter melon and yam, live in the pet shop in the center of the street. They are commodities for sale. When the time is right, someone will take us away and become our "master". Winter melon and yam are looking forward to it I was taken away one day, but I didn't care so much.

When it was more than two months old, the wax gourd left first. Its royal blue eyes and snow-white fur have always been loved by people.So as soon as it reached the right age, a couple brought it home happily.Later, some people paid attention to the yellow and white yam, but they gave up after hearing the boss said that the cat was not very close.

I?In people's impression, it is probably a silly cat, except for eating and sleeping, everything else is good, and it has never barked in front of guests. Everyone is afraid of buying "mental illness", so no one cares about it.

According to the color, each of my brothers and sisters is different, only me, who is black, who do I look like?It is said that cats will conceive children of different spouses for the sake of prenatal and postnatal care. Probably my father or other relatives are black cats.

Lying lazily in the cage, the sun was shining outside the door, and on the cement sidewalk, unexpectedly saw a big black phoenix butterfly?I was stunned... It flew so staggeringly, but cleverly circled around before hitting the object, the beautiful and stunning dance, reminded me of a long time ago, I wanted to play on the grass like this...

Something came alive, but I didn't know it yet.

It happened that at dusk, a girl in a white dress suddenly walked in outside the door.She should be very pretty, I thought.

The owner's slightly squinted eyes had a disgusting light!The girl was very small, judging by the size and appearance of a human being, she should be about ten years old.Because of the unusual clean smell, I looked at her coldly as soon as I entered the door, but she felt that I had responded, so she said softly to the boss: "How much is this one?"

how much is it?This is the first time I have been asked the price. After all, I have passed the lovely age. How much can a cat that is about to grow up be sold, hmph... thirty?Fifty?I don't know how to catch mice, and probably the old lady wouldn't want it either.

The boss smiled, walked up to the girl, and stretched out a big fat hand, which seemed to be placed on her shoulder inadvertently.

"Little sister, what is money or not? Uncle makes friends with you, and the cat will give you a gift, okay?"

My pupils shrank, and my claws stretched out unconsciously. For the first time, I felt that this person could be so disgusting.

The girl took a few steps back, glanced at me, and said, "My classmate is still waiting outside. How much is it?"

Hearing the face of the "classmate" boss show a look of sullenness, and then said in a strange way: "Two hundred."

I propped both paws on the cage, wishing I could rush out and grab his face, but the girl took out a red banknote and a bunch of small change from her backpack, scattered them on the table, and said want to buy me.

The boss looked at the money, then at me, hesitated at last, opened the cage and took me out, and touched the girl's hand the moment she took me.

I was finally irritated by his obscene actions, and uttered the first roar in my life. The second sister Yam was woken up by me, and she looked at me blankly, as if she couldn't believe it.

I should be very cowardly, more useless than the smallest and thinnest winter melon, and my claws are just a decoration to me.

But all this is because the Pteris is different from this human girl, I took the opportunity to jump up, grabbed his face fiercely, and then jumped out quickly.The girl was stunned, but saw that the boss didn't care about his wound, but hurriedly stuffed the money back into his pocket, and shouted loudly: "It's none of my business that you didn't pick up the cat yourself."

She opened her mouth, but finally walked out with red eyes. I crouched in the corner and looked around. There was no classmate waiting for her!She started to walk, and I followed carefully, no one could find a cat that could hide.

Are people different from each other like cats?Inexplicably, I started thinking about this question.

Many people no longer want to take their foster pets home. They don’t want to keep them anymore, so they throw away their pets like garbage returning to the trash can. It’s not difficult for cats, but they just have to prey on their own, but dogs must It's very sad. I've seen dogs that died alone after being abandoned, so I don't believe them.

To her, I'm just a cat after all.

Her house is on the third floor. I lingered at the door for a while, but found that there was no passage for me to enter, so I went back outside and stared at the pipes in a daze.I haven't climbed anything since I was born. Looking at my fleshy palm that turned black for the first time, and thinking of her tears, I gritted my teeth and climbed up bit by bit.

Instinct gradually overcomes fear, and I find that I like it. The tail and paws can be matched so cleverly. Cats are naturally good at jumping and climbing.

I slipped in along the balcony door, the smell in the kitchen made me salivate, but I firmly walked towards the brightly lit room.The girl lay on the table, shrugging her shoulders. Thanks to the TV, I knew it was a human being crying, which meant sadness, so I jumped onto her lap and whimpered softly.

When she saw me for the first time, she was speechless in a daze, and then suddenly hugged me vigorously in her arms.Does the smell of people fascinate cats more than catnip?I licked her tears, unspeakable surprise.