Almighty painter

Chapter 812: August and Awang's first meeting was a disaster

"In order to find fairness and justice, we must seek the help of Don Awan Curry Cat, meow."

——The Godfather: Cats
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Awang has never been a stable and obedient cat.

It just happened.

When Awang is in Sister Sakai's arms, he is a well-behaved cat, and when he is well fed by Sister Sakai, his mood is more stable.

It sniffs the air.

The sense of smell of a tabby cat is not on the same level as that of a springer spaniel. Similarly, the tabby cat is a carnivorous cat after all, and it was once a roaring wild beast in the mountains hundreds of thousands or millions of years ago.

Its sense of smell is not on the same level as humans.

Such a close distance.

Awang could smell the remaining scent of his own on August.

"Meow?"

When was this the little brother I accepted?
Forget it.

After Awang recalled it for a while, he gave up thinking. There were too many people who admired a pretty cat like him in the surrounding area, so he was too lazy to think about it. Anyway, as long as he showed his domineering spirit and waved his cat fist, a lot of people would bow down to him.

The one opposite is probably one of them.

It took two steps and jumped onto the young man's legs. It glanced at him and motioned to Xiao Guzi to scratch its belly.

Tang Awang Corey the cat was sitting lazily while stroking Gu Weijing and licking the fur on his chest. He glanced at the stupid big guy over there, with an attitude of "You see the king, why don't you kneel down and worship him?"

It muttered in a hoarse and unclear voice due to eating too much chicken breast in one day.

"Meow."

You...silly dog, are you willing to call me God Father and dedicate food to me every day, rain or shine, whether it's pork ribs or fresh meat and dog food?

The Springer Spaniel tilted its head and barked gracefully twice.

"Wow, wang wang."

Awang nodded with satisfaction.

……

August called out to the cat twice, but found that he couldn't drive away the fat boy in front of him like he drove away the fox in the forest.

No matter how it meowed, the stupid cat and the stupid young man next to it showed no intention of following it.

It's a little anxious and a little lost.

Practice has proved that... stupid cats are indeed a group of animals with low IQs. They can do nothing but act cute and their IQs are worrying.

But the key to the problem, the key question -

Although it is stupid and dumb, it can be cute!
Wang!
The dog sniffed unhappily.

It was August, what a beautiful dog! The king of the Elena Manor, he could please Miss Anna and chase the children who came to visit the manor. Even when facing those big shots, it would show its teeth whenever it wanted.

As a result, this guy ignored it and stroked the cat in his hand.

The spaniel looked at Gu Weijing scratching Awang's belly and was reminiscent of the time when he was still a puppy and was taken to a school activity by Anna. As a result, all the girls in the class gathered around another cat and recalled the painful memory.

of course.

Gu Weijing wanted to pet it, but it refused to let him.

But attitude.

His attitude has to be straightened up!

The Springer Spaniel grumbled a few times in dissatisfaction with the stupid cat and its owner who were so blind that they didn't recognize the real treasure.

It turned its gaze elsewhere.

August never wastes his energy. Have you ever seen a dog traveling in a Dassault 2000EX private jet? It is one of them. People who don't like it and don't rush to wag their tails at it to be petted are the other person's problem of aesthetics, not its own.

The springer spaniel's eyes roamed around.

It's very smart.

Since there was no way to bring the cat over by himself, he tried to find a way to bring his mistress over.

What should I take as a keepsake?
August scratched his chin with his hind paw, sniffed the ground with his pink nose, and his eyes revealed a thoughtful look.

Its eyes first fixed on the easel.

It knows that its mistress likes this, but it can't hold this thing in its mouth at all.

The Springer Spaniel stared at the pile of painting supplies that Gu Weijing had placed on the painting box. Hmm, after making two grunts in its throat, it shifted its gaze elsewhere.

It smelled very strongly of turpentine paint and brush wash.

The dog that grew up in Elena's manor was familiar with the smell and was not allergic to it. But August had been professionally trained since childhood not to put anything that smelled like this into his mouth.

Anna was worried that her dog would eat and lick things randomly in the manor, as many oil paints contain heavy metals.

August looked at the pool of soup over there and licked his nose with his big pink tongue.

It also doesn't want to dirty its beautiful fur.

Looked at it for a long time.

The big black and white spotted dog noticed that next to the fat boy lying on the ground, there was a red plastic disposable lunch box.

August walked over with graceful steps and scratched the lid of the lunch box with his claws.

"Meow!"

The Springer Spaniel looked back.

The stupid cat had stood up from the young man's legs at some point, its back slightly arched, its hind legs erect, and it was staring at it with squinted eyes.

When Gu Weijing saw this scene, he thought it was bad.

He put his arm between Awang's front and back legs, scratched the tabby cat's ears with his fingers to comfort his cat, while looking at the dog with black and brown wavy hair on its big ears and snow-white hair on its chest.

"Are you...hungry?"

He prepared to stand up.

Gu Weijing felt that he was a little confused about August's body posture.

According to the knowledge card "Pet Mind Reading", dogs will become restless when they are hungry, lick their mouths frequently, circle around people, bark constantly... and have many different body postures.

It's a bit like it, and a bit unlike it.

The black and white dog barked at him several times and seemed a little anxious, but not the kind of anxiousness that comes from hunger.

A more crucial point.

This big dog is so beautiful, and even its fur seems to have been carefully groomed by someone. It doesn't look like a hungry stray dog ​​that is so hungry that it has to look for food on the ground.

This kind of pet dog is often professionally trained. Not only will it not eat from the ground, it will also never touch things in strangers' hands without the owner's permission.

More obedient than the annoying little kid of seven or eight years old.

August did not answer.

If he could understand cat language, he would understand that in The Godfather, Awang's "meow" just now was equivalent to Don Curry sending out gunmen to point the muzzle of a gun at the enemy's forehead.

However, it still dug into Awang's midnight snack with a graceful manner, and shook its head disdainfully like a noble lady who was picky about the roast veal not being grain-fed.

Then he picked up a piece of chicken leg that Awang had nibbled on and prepared to run back the way he came.

"Meow!"

Awang started!
The tabby cat is a relatively petite cat.

despite this.

Awang is a very big cat among the tabby cats. According to Sister Sakai, "I am a cat with a big frame."

Weighing over 20 pounds, he was like a gas tank.

Gu Weijing didn't even pull it.

It yelped and roared like a roar in the forest, and jumped to the ground. The springer spaniel turned his head to look.

Awang jumped up, kicked the Springer Spaniel's nose with his paw, and sat on the dog's head, perfectly demonstrating what it means to "kick the nose into the face".

The tabby cat started working on the big dog's head.

I am in a good mood today, I don’t want to fight, meow, I don’t want to fight, meow, I didn’t bother with the stupid pigeon just now, but you have to jump here, meow, you have to jump here, meow, you dare to grab my big chicken leg, I will beat you, you don’t know how many eyes the horse king has...

The dog was completely stunned!
Awang’s human bomb attack was so powerful that even Lao Yang couldn’t withstand it.

Even if we tell the truth, if we really meet a greasy middle-aged man in his forties with a small belly, there is a high probability that he will not be able to beat August, and he will be the type of person who will run away screaming when being chased.

But objectively speaking, how heavy is Lao Yang!

August is much lighter than Lao Yang.

Before the dog understood what was happening, it was as if he was hit in the face by a bus. August was almost ridden off by Awang.

The dog struggled for a few times, shaking his upper body vigorously, and finally succeeded in throwing Awang off.

August grinned and held his head high, revealing his sharp fangs. His body was tense, his tail stood up, and his hair stood up.

It was actually beaten by a stupid cat!
It was actually hit on the face by a cat!

August felt that his worldview was shaken. He was a canine animal that owned a territory of more than 100,000 acres. The territory of an average brown bear was not as big as his.

It is a professionally trained hunting dog.

In August's mind, stupid cats who can do nothing but act cute have always seemed to be classified as prey.

Who is afraid of who.

August also rushed towards Awang with his teeth bared.

Awang waved his cat fist, woof woof woof woof.

The dog chased the cat, meow, meow, meow.

"Stop, stop, stop." Xiao Guzi shouted beside him.

Everything happened so fast.

Just as Gu Weijing was about to stand up, Awang had already shot out of his arms and jumped out. The easel that he had just rescued and was nearly knocked over by Awang turned around, and in front of him, there was a mess of cats and dogs flying around, with cat and dog hair flying everywhere.

He grabbed the cat leash tied to the easel and struggled to tear Awang off the black and white dog.

He held Awang in his arms.

Although the tabby cat was fat, it was a nimble fat guy. It could beat up a Springer Spaniel that was a size bigger than itself, but it itself was hardly hurt.

Awang spat out the black dog hair in his mouth, his eyes narrowed into vertical pupils, with an expression that said, "Don't stop me, I can still fight for another three hundred rounds, and I will not give up until I have pulled it into a bald head like Lao Guzi."

Gu Weijing carefully tied Awang to the tree nearby.

Then walk back.

"Meow!"

Gu Weijing turned his head.

Awang's tail whipped back and forth like a whip, and the child kept barking.

Such a big resentment?

As an expert in cat painting, Gu Weijing analyzed Awang's expression at the moment and looked at the direction where the tabby hair was staring.

"Ah."

He walked over and put the chicken leg that fell on the ground back into Awang's midnight snack box.

Awang sat down with satisfaction.

Only then did Gu Weijing walk towards the dog over there.

After Awang was torn off its body, the dog did not continue to attack, nor did it leave. Instead, it sat there very humanely, staring at Gu Weijing.

"I'm sorry. My cat is very protective of his food. I'm so sorry."

Gu Weijing bent down, held his knees with both hands, and looked at the big dog with messy hair and covered in dust on the ground.

The dog probably couldn't understand what he was saying.

Smarter canines, however, can see and even understand the kind gestures in his body movements and tone of voice.

The dog probably sensed something and turned his head away.

"Can I help you check if you are injured?"

Gu Weijing stretched out his hand.

The big dog stood up from the ground and prepared to shake his hand off.

What a joke.

Who is August? He is the dog who travels around the world in a Dassault private jet, who has a private veterinarian who visits him regularly for physical examinations and prepares special nutritious meals according to the dog's age and bone condition. He is the dog who accompanies Anna and was raised from a puppy to a big dog by Miss Elena herself.

It ignores everyone except its mistress.

Secretary Elliot walks it and feeds it every day. When Anna is not convenient, she will give August a bath, but it still doesn't get close to Elliot.

Am I such a casual wild cat that you can touch and pet whenever you want?
August has seen and tasted everything.

Otherwise.

The moment Gu Weijing placed his hand on August's back, the Springer Spaniel froze.

"Wang."

It let out a low cry.

"What's your name?"

While guiding the dog with kind words, Gu Weijing used the tip of his thumb to draw circles at the joint of the Springer Spaniel's shoulder and cheek bones with the force of stroking a sponge cake, gradually expanding the range.

With the other hand, hold August's front paw like a handshake, and rub the center of the pad clockwise with the knuckles of your fingers.

According to the advice on the knowledge card, this action imitates the movement of dogs kneading milk when they are young, which promotes blood circulation in the nerve endings of the animals' paw pads and can bring them a sense of comfort and peace.

The method and intensity must be correct.

If you are not careful when holding your dog's paws in your hands, it may make them feel uncomfortable and hurt yourself.

August's nose twitched.

The dusk air, with its moisture passing through its nostrils, and trillions of gases, poured into its lungs.

It turned its head and stared at the young man's face with confusion.

It is a dog that has been seen and eaten.

The art of animal comfort and massage can be learned with the dual blessing of systematic knowledge cards and the painter's ability to analyze skin texture.

I have never seen a Springer Spaniel before.

"Wang!"

Are you kidding? Can it really be this comfortable?
August cried out in confusion.

If dogs knew.

It should now understand why its young lady is interested in him.

August's mood at this moment was strangely similar to Miss Anna's mood when she first saw Detective Cat's work on the video blogger's show.

The system support is so unreasonable.

"Where is your master?"

Gu Weijing changed his posture and used his index and middle fingers to push along both sides of the dog's spine, avoiding the vertebrae, from its neck to the tail vertebrae. This is called the spinal wave method, which can promote relaxation of the nerves of large canine animals while continuing to comfort them.

"I'll take you to your master, okay?"

(End of this chapter)