The cat became a sperm I had a cat once when I was a child, and then I was forced to give it away by my mother, in fact, raising a cat is only half a day's work. Half a day of cat ownership, I was hurt, so I didn't have a cat again

The cat has become a fine man

I had a cat once when I was a child, and then I was forced to give it away by my mother, but in fact, it was only half a day's work to raise a cat.

Half a day of cat ownership, I was hurt, so I didn't have a cat anymore.

The child has two cats, and they are the kind of cats that have been deprived of the right to love, so I helped to become a shoveler.

The two cats were quite well-behaved at first, but after a long time, they showed their naughty nature.

They are kept on the balcony, and the cat cages, feeders, and water dispensers are also on the balcony. It may be that they are unwilling to be lonely, so they are not willing to live in a corner for a long time, so they will try their best to travel. Because the door on the balcony is a sliding door, they have learned to open the door, and from time to time they go around the house, and when they are discovered, they will inevitably be reprimanded.

After a few reprimands, they did not open the door and enter the house easily.

But they came up with a new trick, that is, to pick the door, and the old man jumped high and clawed the door, and the noise and movement were very loud, and when I walked towards them angrily, they would quickly run into the cage, and look at you pitifully with their eyes, and meow, as if admitting their mistake.

I angrily closed the door of the cage and said, "Shut up your confinement, see if you dare to open the door in the future." ”

After a while, when I looked at them again, they meowed again and shook their heads and tails from time to time, and I thought they were wrong, so I let them out.

But it wasn't long before they repeated their old tricks and began to pick up the door. One day in the middle of the day, when they opened the door again, I got annoyed, so I drove them into the cage and locked them up, thinking about keeping them in for a little longer.

Later, when I was busy with other things, I forgot about it, and I didn't remember it until evening, and hurried to the balcony to see them, who would have thought that the two cats were playing on the balcony with ease.

I was so surprised that I asked everyone in the family, and they all said that they had not been released.

I was so depressed, could it be that they had opened the door of the cage themselves?

Are they sperm?