Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Sister Meng also has a cat at home, so she is also very experienced, so she and Yaoyao sang together and told her the precautions for raising a cat. Only then did Yang Qingwei realize that the little notes she made were not enough.

For example, you need to feed it water, food and shoveling excrement, comb its hair and bathe it, and give it medicine and injections for sterilization, etc. The cat also owes its hands, knocks over things frequently, and grinds its claws with sofas, chairs and tables. You need to know its preferences, even if you put it in a cage, you need to let it out properly. The clothes and quilts at home will be stained with cat hair all year round.

Listening to their introduction, Yang Qingwei seemed to see her day and night turned upside down, with cat hair on her head, it was terrifying.

"This, this is too exaggerated." Yang Qingwei retreated a little.

Yaoyao directly took out a video from her phone and handed it to her. When Yang Qingwei opened it, she saw a white cat jumping onto the bed and stepping on the stomach of the person lying on the bed. The cat weighed at least seven or eight pounds, and it stepped on the person's stomach in such a grand manner. Yang Qingwei could only say that she was lucky that the cat stepped on the stomach.

"My roommate is pretty skinny, weighs more than eight pounds, and grabs the door every morning to beg for food. One day, my roommate forgot to put it in the living room while sleeping. As a result, it lay on my roommate's chest in the middle of the night. The roommate said that she was pressed by a ghost in the middle of the night. Later, I found out that the cat did something good!"

Yang Qingwei looked at that cute cat, and thinking about Yaoyao's words, she always thought it was a horror story.

Seeing her flinch, Sister Meng encouraged, "Although raising a cat is troublesome, it is also a pleasure to have a caring pet to accompany you."

Yang Qingwei was a little confused.

Yaoyao also comforted her, if her boyfriend can help take care of her, it's okay.Without this sentence, maybe she would still be tempted, but with this sentence, she would not be tempted at all, because Fu Tingjun would definitely not help.

Going to work with high spirits, she was not so happy when she got off work. When she was about to arrive at the subway station, she remembered that one of the pet shops she checked yesterday was nearby. After thinking about it, she decided to go and have a look.

The pet shop was very clean, and the large floor-to-ceiling windows were filled with pet supplies. Yang Qingwei was greeted after entering. Yang Qingwei took a casual look and asked if they sold pet cats.The clerk immediately said yes, and took her to choose.

There are many kinds of cats in this store, whether it is Maine Coon or Siamese, or English Shorthair and Sanhua. Yang Qingwei looks at those cute kittens and really wants to take them home, but she finds it difficult to see the prices posted on them.

Sure enough, people without money should not raise cats.

Just when she was obsessed with cats, Xu Wenjun called and asked her if she had any cats she wanted to adopt?Yang Qingwei said that she hadn't figured it out yet and was watching.Xu Wenjun said that there will be an adoption event next Sunday, and asked her if she would like to go and have a look?

Although raising cats is difficult, she still decided to go and have a look, but the cats here also have to look.

Yang Qingwei nodded seriously after listening to the clerk's introduction, but she hadn't decided which one to raise yet.

English short is very good, Siamese is also very good, raccoon and orange cat are also good, but she likes each of them, how should I choose?
The clerk told her that she could pet the cats, pet them if she liked them, and take them away if they went in both directions.When Yang Qingwei saw a British short, she reached out and touched it. Its fur was soft and rua, but thinking of Fu Tingjun's face, she hesitated.

In the end, she didn't bring any cat home, but I don't know if it was because of the cold weather and dry skin. She felt itchy and sneezing. After taking a bath, she wiped off the lotion after the bath, and made herself a bowl of banlangen.

What's wrong with her?
Whether you have a cat, a dog or any other pet, you are responsible for it.