"Bang!" There was a sound from the door. I instantly became alert and wanted to identify the direction of the sound. When he realized it was his own door, he planned to fall down and continue sleeping. But I heard a gentle voice above my head.
"Be good, baby, get down here."
I looked up at her, waiting for her to stay, but she knocked me off her lap. Helpless, I could only continue to sleep at her feet.
It has been two years since I came to their home. It was a winter, and I came here tremblingly. I was still very young at that time, and even walking and climbing was a problem. But this is me, and I met her like that. She treated me much better than the original owner. He combs my hair carefully every day and feeds me on time. She never used a cage to restrain my wild nature. Even if I accidentally ran out of the house, she never blamed me. I can even take regular baths that I don't like. Sometimes she wouldn't blame me if I got lost, she just kept the door open for me to go home. But the only fly in the ointment is that her grandmother always only lets me stay in the corner...
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