There Is a Cat in Tongqian Mountain

There is an old locust tree with a crooked neck at the foot of Tongqian Mountain, which is a place for passers-by to rest. A scholar was passing by this day. As soon as he arrived under the tree, he saw an orange cat standing next to the tree. I don't know how the cat was born and raised, but it was so big that it was half a person tall when squatting on the ground. It had smooth orange fur and a round belly that almost reached the ground. It looked three-quarters stronger than a rich family's watchdog. The scholar was secretly surprised, but the orange cat slowly stood upright, gave him a bow, and asked: "Sir, do you think I look like a human, or do I look like a fairy?" The scholar said "Ouch" and backed away repeatedly. It wasn't that he was frightened by a cat that could speak human language - the old man at the foot of the mountain had told it for hundreds of years, and he had heard some of it. This cat is really... Too big. He raised his head, looked at the orange hill in front of him, opened his mouth, and after a long while he trembled out three words: "Big... Big fat orange?"