The touching story theme of animals: the offspring of wild cats

A friend has a cat named Mimi, whose hair is golden. She is always shy when meeting people, and her big eyes sparkle with formality and anxiety. I picked up a teddy bear to tease it. Did not show the naughty and curiosity that a three-month-old cat should have. Before I gradually entered the game, it seemed that I was not hostile.

My friend picked it up from the ground and told me its strange life story.

There is a wild cat near the community, and my friend has seen it in a dark corner several times. Wild cats also have love, and the crystallization of love is seven kittens. Mother wildcats can't raise so many offspring and live a hungry and fulfilling life. After the kitten was weaned, it picked it up and put it at the door of the community, and then hid in the dark until the family found the kitten.

Even if the kitten is happily carried into the house, the mother wildcat will not leave immediately. She will stay outside for a while until she is sure that the kitten has been accepted by her family, and then go back to the nest to take the next one. It is said that there are several families where children bring kittens back. In less than five minutes, the kitten was thrown out by the adults at home. At this time, the mother wildcat will pick it up and try her luck in another family.

Finally, there was a little black cat, which was never accepted. Maybe its color is not auspicious, maybe the pets in the community are saturated. Anyway, the wildcat mother raised it herself.

My friend touched the cat's nose in her arms and said, "Remember your mother? Your mother doesn't want you. Do you miss your mother? " The cat meowed back.

A friend said that the kitten hasn't been out of the house since it was brought back. It has a deep-rooted fear of the gate and must have been thrown out by someone else's house. If friends occasionally carry it to the area near the door, it will make a miserable cry and try to break free. It is afraid of being abandoned again. So I was surprisingly good since I was a child, knowing that it doesn't need guidance to pee at the floor drain, and unlike ordinary kittens, it takes the sofa and sheets as its own martial arts school and grabs the line everywhere. It has established a deep affection and tacit understanding with its owner, which reflects the rare attachment of cats to people. My friend goes out to work at seven in the morning. He wakes up his master at six o'clock every morning, so my friend never has to set an alarm clock. Every day after work, the kitten will lie on the balcony, expecting the owner to appear.

puppy

Grandma has a bitch who gave birth to two lovely puppies. A puppy has golden hair, and I like it very much. So, at the full moon, I took the puppy home, and the puppy grew up under my careful care. The dog stood in front of the door to see me off from school every day, but once I did something very sorry for the dog.

One Sunday, my father and mother went to work. I found the boiling water on the electric stove, so I took it down and poured it into the thermos. Suddenly, the thermos bottle crashed to the ground and broke into pieces. I thought if dad came back, he would criticize me. At this time, the voice of the puppy came from the yard. I suddenly said that it was broken by the puppy ... My dad came back with a heavy face and shouted who broke the thermos. I came out and whispered, "Dad's kettle was broken by the little yellow dog, not me." Dad hit the little yellow dog with a stick while walking. Little yellow dog added a broken leg in the yard and looked up at me as if to say, "How have you wronged me?" I can't even swallow my meal when I eat. Finally, I said to my father, "Dad, I broke the kettle, not the little yellow dog." Dad said, "As long as you are willing to admit your mistake, you are a good boy."

Little yellow dog may not remember, but he told me it seems to have happened yesterday!

The story of me and Doudou

One day during the National Day last year, my mother and I saw a dog seller on the roadside. From those colorful puppies, I fell in love with peas at first sight.

Its meat is very small, with smooth brown fur and big black eyes looking at me, as if to say, will you take me home? This made my heart beat, so I begged my mother to buy him.

I really didn't expect that after he came home, he peed everywhere. I bravely followed him, kept cleaning, and sometimes beat him. I looked at him angrily, but he ran around me to entertain himself. Mother said, "It doesn't matter. He is too young to be sensible now. If only he were older. " Then mother smiled and said, "He is just like you when you were a child!" " "

The days passed day by day. When Doudou wants to pee, he will go to the door and pick the door. As soon as I open the door, he will go to the flower bed downstairs. Of course, most of the time, he begged me to accompany him-standing at the door watching me wag my tail. He will communicate with me with his eyes and body, and I am amazed again and again. Could he be a person? He knows my mood changes. When I am happy, he runs wild, such as jumping back and forth on the sofa. I stopped him. He dares to "tear" me. When I am unhappy, he will lie quietly beside me.

When my little alarm clock rings in the morning, he will rip off my bedside until I get up. I have never been late. When I come home from school, as long as I ring the doorbell at the door, Doudou will run downstairs to pick me up and he will give us slippers. He is always energetic and happy every day, and never cares about gains or losses.

Just last winter vacation, Doudou fell ill and ended his short life. I remember that I took her for an injection every day during her illness. In the end, she was so sick that she couldn't even stand up, but she was still so optimistic and happy. As before, no matter which one of us goes home, he will try to get up and say hello and insist on going downstairs to pee.

Ah! My lovely Doudou, in my eyes, you will never be a pet, but my partner. Your inner world is as rich as mine. Thank you, Doug. You taught me to be optimistic, and you taught me how to live happily every day. ...

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Pearl bird

Very good! My friend gave me a pair of pearl birds. I put the bird in a cage made of bamboo. There is also a roll of hay in the cage, which is a comfortable and warm nest for birds.

I hung it in front of the window. A pot of chlorophytum vines is covered in a cage, and the pearl bird is as safe as hiding in the depths of the jungle.

Three months later, in the increasingly lush green vines, there was a sharp and delicate call. I guess they have a child. Not long after, suddenly a little head emerged from among the leaves. Through the green vines, this is the little guy! Look, how much like its mother: red lipstick feet, gray-blue hair, but there are no pearl-like white spots on its back; It is so fat that its whole body looks like a furry ball.

At first, the little guy just circled around the cage, then he flew around the house, landed on the top of the cabinet, stood proudly on the bookshelf and knocked on the light rope back and forth. Gradually, it became bold and landed on my small table. At first, it was far away from me. When I didn't hurt it, it approached, then jumped on my cup, bent down to drink tea, and then turned around to see my reaction. Later, he was completely relieved and simply pecked at my pen tip with his little red mouth. I touched its delicate fluff with my hand, but it was not afraid. Instead, it pecked my finger twice in a friendly way.

During the day, it accompanied me playfully; At night, it flew into the cage under the repeated call of its parents, twisted its round body and squeezed the green leaves into it.

One day, when I was writing on my desk, it actually fell on my shoulder. The pen in my hand stopped unconsciously for fear of running away from it. In a short time, this little guy fell asleep on my shoulder. It's fast asleep! I've been smacking my mouth. I am dreaming!

Looking at this cute little guy, I can't help but let out a call: Trust, can't you create a beautiful realm?