a day of coffee

One day as a cat living in a high-rise building, sometimes life is quite boring. For example, today, it rained heavily outside the window, which announced that coffee could not go to the rooftop for a routine walk as usual. It sat on the balcony and watched the heavy rain boringly, fiddling with its owner's potted plants with its claws, yawning one after another. A rain-safe bird flew under the eaves, which made the coffee excited for a while. It fluttered and patted through the window to provoke others. Unfortunately, the bird didn't mean to tease it and immediately flew to the balcony next door.

"It's so boring..." Coffee began to yawn again. "I don't know if there is a good program. Let's go watch TV." Move the milk and cat food prepared by the owner before going out to the TV, drag their own mat, spread the coffee comfortably, and press the switch of the TV remote controller.

Today is really destined to be a boring day, and there is no program to watch on TV. Coffee pressed all the channels several times, and finally only watched the replay of the romance drama I watched with the host last night. That guy is a pervert, don't follow him! Yes, yes, catch up quickly, hit him, and beat him hard. While watching the coffee, he opened his teeth and danced his claws, and was very devoted to guiding the people in the play. Seeing that the hero who went to rescue the heroine was about to be stabbed in the back by a cunning and sinister man, while coffee was in a hurry, suddenly there was the barking of the stupid, stupid and uncultured poodle outside the door. Coffee pricked up his ears and heard that someone was walking upstairs. After the footsteps came up, he wandered in the aisle, and the dog barked at the door kept barking. In the barking of the dog, the footsteps moved to the door of the coffee house, and then the sound of the key opening the door came.

"How can someone come at this time? Don't you listen to the footsteps like the master?" Coffee muttered in his heart, hurriedly turned off the TV, put the rice bowl and water plate back in place, and lay on the sofa pretended to be an innocent and cute cat.

The key rang for a while, and the door was pushed open. A pair of eyes first slipped a few times through the crack of the door into the room, then pushed the door, quickly flashed into the room, closed the door and looked at the situation in the room. The first thing I saw was a pair of eyes staring at him. The man was shocked and relieved when he looked carefully: "It turned out to be a cat."

Coffee looked at him with his head tilted and said, "Meow?"

When the man saw that it was a cat, he was relieved to look around the room, then began to open the drawer randomly, rummaging in the living room for a while, and then pushed open the bedroom door.

Coffee followed him puzzledly and didn't understand what this person was doing. Usually, the host repeatedly told it: "Be polite to the guests and let them see that coffee is a well-bred child." Therefore, coffee has always been clever and cute in front of strangers, thinking that the owner is proud of it. Seeing that the man who was turning over the cabinet looked at him, he hurriedly and called sweetly in a cute gesture, "Meow." Unfortunately, its performance was not praised as usual, and the man even ignored it and continued to search in the owner's cabinet.

"Bad human beings who don't know how to appreciate!" Coffee thought angly that guests who usually come would pat its head and say, "The kitten is so cute" or tickle it. Who is this person? What is he looking for? Coffee was puzzled and jumped to ** and lay down, staring at the man's every move.

The man searched all the drawers, stuffed a pair of earrings and a few necklaces into his pocket, and began to work on the bed, threw pillows and bedding, and waved his coffee to the ground. Meow, meow, meow!" The coffee shouted angrily at him that this was its bed with its owner. Why did this man do this? If it hadn't been for the owner's usual teaching that kept it rational, the annoying guy would have jumped on a set of cat fists in the morning.

The man found another breath but got nothing. He scolded hatefully, "Poor! You can also see people when you are fucking good-looking. Why don't you be a chicken and earn two dollars? I was so poor that I made my uncle go for nothing!" He said this to the owner's photo with coffee on the bed, and spit on the photo as he spoke.

Coffee only felt a stream of blood rushing to the top of his head. When it regained its senses, it found that the man was covering his face and exhaling pain, and he squatted opposite him and put on an offensive posture. Needless to ask, the fingerprints on that annoying, treacherous and ugly face must have been left by his "fiber jade hand". Wow, she did something wrong again. Coffee moaned in her heart. Since she learned this set of cat fists from those monsters, she has been very careful and never dared to show it in front of her master. If she is seen by her using violence to solve problems like this, she will be very sad. She has been teaching herself, lady Violence should not be used to solve problems. Oh, my God, I actually beat people at home now. What should I do? The master will be very angry when he comes back!

When the coffee was in a hurry, the man cursed and kicked it. The extremely annoyed coffee was once again rationally defeated by the body. Before the leg kicked it, it had already quickly hugged the other party's leg. After a few strokes, it climbed up, rushed straight to the upper body of the other party, and then aimed at the other party. The chin went down fiercely. Oh..." The man's screams echoed in the room again with a series of unpleasant words.

Coffee looked at the claw marks and tooth marks on the other party's face and bit his heart. Anyway, he had already done it. He simply did nothing, kill people, destroy the corpse, and let the owner see it. It showed fierce light and greeted the man who pulled out the dagger and walked at the same time.

A person and a cat stood opposite each other in the room, with their eyes facing each other, and their feet slowly moved around in the room, but their eyes were all staring at each other's eyes and never letting go of any expression in the other's eyes. In the tense breathing of both sides, coffee jumped up calmly first and roared: "Meow! ( Translation: Cat's Claw! - The first type of cat fist of coffee) The man stabbed the coffee at the same time, but the action of the coffee was much faster than him. Before the dagger pierced, it had grabbed the other party's hand heavily and then deftly jumped to one side.

The man didn't expect a cat to move so fast that he was stunned there for a moment. The coffee didn't give him a chance. As soon as he got to the ground, his body immediately bounced up and shouted again: "Meow! Translation: Cat's Teeth - Coffee Cat Fist II) opened his mouth and bit directly into the man's throat. Now that you have made up your mind to destroy the corpse, you have to turn the other party into a corpse first. Coffee made such an idea, and of course used the most vicious tricks, but this time the man's hand also accelerated his movements, and the dagger stabbed against the coffee. Seeing that he was about to get to the dagger, the coffee was in a hurry, stretched out his claws and put on the man's other arm, and hid like a swing at a critical moment. After that knife. Without stopping, it immediately turned over and shouted, "Meow! Translation: Cat kicking legs - the third type of cat fist of coffee) "The back leg kicked down on the man's face, and the man raised his hand in a panic to resist. Now he was kicked in the hand holding the dagger, and the dagger fell to the ground.

The other party has no weapons in his hand. Of course, the martial arts coffee will no longer be afraid of him. He used all the tricks to greet the man. Under the stormy attack of coffee, the man who began to bark wildly and hit the coffee fell to the ground for a while and moaned with scars all over his body.

"Wow, it's finally solved." Coffee took a long breath and stretched. I haven't been out at home recently. I haven't exercised so happily for a long time. It's really comfortable. But when it noticed the surrounding environment, it was stunned: the house is now in a mess, because the man turned over almost every drawer in the room, so most of the things in the drawer were outside or thrown on the ground, coupled with the fierce battle of one person and one cat just now, the things on the ground were in a mess. Moreover, in order to defend himself, the man once grabbed all kinds of things in the room and tried to resist to the end, so now the vases, clocks, handicrafts, etc. that were originally displayed on the table are now appearing on the ground, and the fragments of glass are leisurely shining everywhere on the floor...

"Wow... meow meow..." The coffee screamed loudly, "What should I do!" No, no matter what, you must solve it before the master comes back!

What's in the drawer? Plug it all back! Broken handicrafts? Hurry up and glue it with strong glue, glass fragments? Sweep under the bed... Coffee was busy in the house, sorting out all kinds of things and hiding them. It was not until it seemed that everything had almost recovered in its eyes that he returned to the man with a sigh of relief and figured out how to deal with this biggest garbage.

The man also woke up several times while he was busy, but he was found by coffee in time, and a minion knocked him unconscious again. Only this culprit has not been dealt with. Unexpectedly, he came to the house to make the Lord angry with me. Humph... Coffee put all the responsibility on the other party, revolved around the "huge" human body, thinking about how to deal with such a big thing without leaving a trace? Flushing into the sewer from the toilet like the little fish killed by himself last time? But this guy is too big to fit in the toilet. Put it at the bottom of the garbage bag like a broken vase and let the owner unconsciously take it out and throw it away? But this man is so big and as heavy as a pig. The master can't lift him? Coffee thought of countless ideas and screened all the means it used to cover up its mistakes in his mind, but found that none of them were suitable for the current situation. What should he do now? Coffee rushed to wash his face with his paws. In any case, you have to get rid of the master before he gets off work, otherwise he will be seen and all the other "good things" he has done will be exposed. What should he do? What should I do? Coffee pulled out his hair and turned around, and his eyes fell on the window. By the way! Its eyes lit up and came to mind: just throw it out of the window! Yesterday, I heard from the man at the door that the car parked downstairs was smashed by something thrown from upstairs, and because there were too many residents upstairs, I couldn't find anyone who lost it. That's it. Throw him out of the window. Who can prove that our house threw it out?

I made up my mind that the coffee opened the window first, and then rolled the man straight to the window. The biggest problem now is how to get this person to the window sill? Coffee suddenly understood what the owner said that "people can burst out several times more power than usual in a desperate situation". Even the kitten can drag a person on the chair first, and then drag it from the chair to the table under the window.

After a lot of effort, I finally got here. This is almost enough to go to the window sill. Coffee gasped and lay down to take a breath, thinking that as long as he is pushed out, everything will be done. When the master comes back, he will not know that he has done something bad and will not be angry with himself. .

The man was "lucky" to wake up at the moment he was about to be pushed out of the window by coffee. After seeing where he was, he let out a heartbreaking scream. In front of him was dozens of meters above the ground. Half of his body had hung out of the window and could fall down and burst his brain at any time. He screamed loudly and grabbed the window sash with both hands.

Why did you wake up again? It must have been too light just now. The coffee clawed his head, and then pushed him out. Only then did the man realize that the cat wanted to push itself out of the window. Help! Help!" The man could no longer care about his identity and shouted for help. However, no one passed by at this time, and he deliberately chose the least populated building in the community, so although he shouted loudly, no one appeared to save him. In addition to the minions of coffee, he was pushed out little by little, and finally he grabbed the window sill with both hands and hung his body out of the window. , screaming wildly, in danger. Coffee turned around biting his finger, trying to make him fall down. If Coffee hadn't been worried that he would have been taken down by him if he stood too close to the outside, the man would have been taken down by it.

"Meow, meow (nead, go down)" Seeing that the man endured the pain but did not let go of his hand, the coffee changed his strategy and swept around the man's face with his tail. This itchy and hairy feeling was more uncomfortable than being bitten. The man sneezed several times, and the crisis of falling down became more and more serious.

"Meow?" The coffee suddenly pricked up its ears. There are footsteps in the corridor, and this time the footsteps are so familiar. Could it be... the sound of keys touching each other at the door, followed by the sound of opening the door and the sound of high heels landing on the ground.

Master... Why did the master come back? Doesn't the host always go out in the morning and not come back until the evening? Why did you come back at noon today? Usually, if the host comes back early, it is the happiest thing for coffee, but today, coffee is so eager for the host not to come back.

"Help, help..." Hearing someone come in, the man pulled his throat and shouted. The cry for help alarmed the owner of the coffee. She quickly rushed into the room and screamed loudly after seeing what was in front of her.

It's over... Coffee lowered its head degradedly. It's only one step away, and it's only one step away to throw that guy down. This was all found by the owner. Whoo, it's over, the master will be very angry, he will definitely...

The owner of the coffee rushed to the phone at the head of the bed and called: "110? I'm going to call the police. There's a thief in my house! Come on, he's hanging from the window and is about to fall! What? Do you want me to pull him up first? I'm a woman. What should I do if he pulls him up and cleans me up? Come on, if you don't come, he will really fall!"

A few minutes later, the siren sounded, and several police officers rushed upstairs, first pulled up the exhausted man hanging out of the window, then asked the coffee owner a few questions, and then took the man with his hands in handcuffed away. The owner checked nervously in the room, and the broken vases of coffee, sticky cups and other things were naturally found.

Coffee fell into a trance since it saw the owner come back and didn't notice anything around it. Now when it saw the same thing appear in the owner's hand, it couldn't help saying to itself: "The master is angry, the master found it! What should I do? What should I do? Listening to the master sigh from time to time, he shouted angrily from time to time, "Damn it, I'm so angry! I want you to apologize for breaking my vase!" And so on, the master was so angry that the coffee didn't dare to come out from under the table. After a long time, listening to the silence in the room, the coffee quietly lowered its head from the table and watched. The owner sat on the sofa with his head hanging, looking sad.

Master, are you so angry? Coffee carefully moved to the master's feet, gently rubbed his head against the master's feet, and raised his body to lick the master's hand: "Meow, meow... (Master, don't be angry, I know I'm wrong, you hit me)..."

"Coffee..." The owner picked up the coffee and cheered up, "I almost forgot something important." She tapped herself on the head with her hand. The host held the coffee in his hand and looked at it repeatedly: "Come on, let me see if the coffee is beautiful. Well, spray a little more perfume. What about the coffee bow? I'll put it on for you... OK!" The owner tidied up the coffee and put it in a cage. Coffee struggled hard and didn't want to be put into the cage, but it was still put in by the owner. The owner put a piece of cloth on the cage again so that the coffee could not be seen outside, so he took the coffee out of the door.

The coffee fluttered in the cage and couldn't help begging, but the owner refused to let it out. The host will also take coffee out to play when he is free, but he is never reluctant to put the coffee in the cage. What's wrong today? Is she too angry to put herself in a cage and throw it away? The coffee suddenly sat down, and tears couldn't stop flowing: "Woo-woo, the master doesn't want me..."

The coffee kept fluttering all the way, and the owner had already sorted it out before he left the cage. The owner quickly took out his little comb to comb it, straightened its bow, sprayed some perfume again, and walked to the building in front of him with the coffee in his arms, and told the coffee: "Coffee, you must open your eyes and look carefully later. Don't be deceived by the playboy. Be sure to find the most handsome and outstanding boyfriend!"

Does the owner want to date his boyfriend? The coffee was dizzy by the strong smell of perfume.

The owner walked into the building with coffee in his arms. In addition to the human voice, it was mixed with all kinds of cat calls. Meow?" The coffee that was originally huddled in the master's arms stretched out his head and looked curiously. After looking around, it finally realized that there are many men and women around in a cafe. The most special thing is that everyone carries a cat. The fat woman in front of her has the kind of long white hair, and the cats with different colors with two eyes are the most, accounting for about half. In addition, there are two that look like that monster. Black ice-like black cat, a bald cat with almost no long hair, a cat as short hair like a carpet... Coffee looked around and was dazzling.

"Hello." The host sat down at the nearest table and said, "This is our coffee. It's a girl. Is your baby a boy?

Coffee was looking at the fat woman and guessing how heavy she was. Why didn't the slender chair be broken by her? It thought wildly, but felt that some eyes had been staring at it. He turned his head and saw a snow-white Persian cat, looking at himself with two big green and blue eyes. How can you look at a lady like this? That's the look of a pervert!

"Meow?" The coffee protested and immediately jumped into the owner's arms and hid.

"Isn't it all famous cats? Why did you bring such a bastard cat?" A sharp voice floated from above, and the coffee stroked the white cat's hands up and saw a red lips and white teeth constantly saying: "Our baby is a famous purebred cat. How can such a hybrid native cat match it? I don't agree with the baby and this cat!" The fat woman said with dissatisfaction on her face. But the cat in her hand was very interested in coffee and struggled to get close to it.

"Meow woo woo... (What do you want to do?)" The coffee shouted threateningly at it.

"Baby, don't associate with this kind of bastard." The fat woman gave orders to her cat.

"How can you say that about my coffee?" The owner said unhappily, "Although it is not a famous cat, it is so beautiful and cute. You see, your baby also likes it very much."

"Will my baby like it? It's really lowly self-righteous. The fat woman squeezed such a sentence out of her teeth.

The owner of the coffee listened to the fat woman, picked up the coffee angrily and walked to another table. The young woman here is carrying a black-haired and white-clawed cat exactly the same as Black Ice. Out of curiosity, the coffee broke away from the owner's hand and jumped to the table and looked at the cat carefully. It really looks very similar, almost from a mold. If it hadn't been for not as clever as black ice (in fact, because ordinary cats don't have the demonic spirit of black ice and no wisdom beyond animal intelligence in their eyes), coffee might have mistaken cats.

"Hey, are you Black Ice's brother?" Coffee came up and asked, "You are also a monster, aren't you?" It smells on that cat, and there is no demonic atmosphere.

"What are you doing!" The woman shouted, raised her hand to sweep the coffee to the ground, protected her cat in her arms and shouted, "You bastard cat dare to seduce my prince!" Go away, go away, you don't deserve to be the bride of our prince.

How could coffee suffer such a loss? He immediately jumped back to the table and gave the woman a paw. The owner who knew his character immediately stopped the woman from getting hurt. The owner didn't wait for the woman to get angry and fled the old table with coffee in his arms. Coffee still offered unremitable power to the woman.

Coffee followed the host through this party and rarely understood that the host did not want to abandon it, but came here to introduce a boyfriend to it. Although it doesn't want any boyfriend, it knows that it has avoided the fate of being abandoned, and it inevitably begins to be dishonest again. On every table where the owner holds it, the owners of the cats provoke the cats there, not because they are not a "famous species", but because they bully their cats and will drive them away in a few minutes.

The owner held the coffee and looked at the many cats around who had found their other and were swdlinging together sweetly. He couldn't help but feel a little anxious. Coffee is beautiful, smart, cute and obedient... It's better than most cats here. Why is there no one suitable for it? They have "talked" with almost all the male cats on the spot. For most male cats' behavior of shrinking into a ball or hiding at the sight of coffee approaching, the owner of the coffee angrily believes that they are all cats without aesthetic ability, and their attitude towards the cat beauty coffee. Although a few brave cats (in fact, the appearance of a cup of coffee blinded their eyes and were so dull that they did not notice the demonic spirit on it) were very interested in coffee, their owners did not allow them to like such a bastard cat and always drove away the coffee.

I don't believe that coffee is so beautiful and generous that no cat is suitable for it. The owner continued to work hard to ask the owner of each cat who had not found a partner whether their cat was a male cat.

"Don't walk around with that bastard cat anymore, okay?" A cat owner who couldn't stand it finally said.

With his lead, others also agree, "Yes, your cat is not only a bastard, but also ugly and rude. No cat will like it. Take it away quickly."

"That's right, so as not to damage our baby."

"That kind of cat also comes here, tut..."

"That's..."

"How can you say that! Although my coffee is not a famous cat, can't you see how beautiful and smart it is? How can you say that!" The owner of the coffee retorted loudly to the voice of accusation.

"We are here for a blind date only for famous cats, in order to prevent our babies from mixing with such low-class cats. Your cat doesn't have a blood certificate, does it? So it has no right to attend this party at all. How did you get in?"

"What kind of owner has a cat and still wants to mix with us, so go back and change a cat first."

"That is, cats are ignorant, mainly because people are not good."

"Let her take out the invitation to have a look? She is not invited at all, is she?

"The doorman is the same, and anyone let her sneak in..."

"It's really ignorant that a hybrid cat can join our circle."

“......”

Are you criticizing me? The coffee "wooned" to those people, but the owner held it tighter and tighter. Coffee screamed for a while, saw that those people were silent, and shouted to the cats with the joy of victory, but suddenly felt a few drops of wet and hot ** falling on his head.

Coffee quickly raised his head and was surprised to find that the owner was sniffing aggrievedly and tears were dripping. Meow." Coffee jumped up and arched his head, licked his master's hand with his tongue, and tried to comfort her. Coffee..." The owner pressed the coffee tightly into his arms again. "You are so understanding, so beautiful, so smart, so sensible, so clever... Why can't they see that you are the best cat in the world? They look down on you! I'm so unwilling! Whoo-hoo..."

Since the day it was picked up by the owner, the coffee has fallen asleep in the owner's quilt every day, next to the owner's arm. Although it doesn't remember what happened when it was born, the cold outside world is deeply branded in its subconscious. As long as it sleeps alone at night, it will have an abandoned illusion. It doesn't sleep in the living room by itself. It has to go to the master**. It wants to curl up in the master's arms... Whoo, the master doesn't check and abandon me... The coffee grabs the door hard. If it hadn't remembered Lin Rui's warning that "the master found that he would throw himself away by magic", he would have opened the door and rushed in.

The door suddenly opened and the owner appeared at the door.

Master, you have forgiven me! The coffee greeted excitedly. But the owner ignored it and went to the phone. Coffee took the opportunity to get into the room and arched under the quilt, grunting with satisfaction. The quilt is still comfortable. Anyway, it won't go out.

I heard the owner answering the phone: "Yes, I called the police at noon... I'm used to stealing... Isn't it? My cat beat him like that? Really? ...No, no, no, coffee is indeed a cat. It's guaranteed that it's not a tiger or leopard. You can ask the zoo to check it... right? ...Don't worry, our coffee is vaccinated on time every year... Okay, I know, I'll be there on time tomorrow... Okay, thank you, officer, goodbye."

The coffee under the quilt stretched out its ears and eavesdropped, and I secretly shouted: What should I do if something happened in the morning? The master was already angry, and with this incident, she would definitely drive me to the living room.

The owner's voice came closer and closer, and the coffee trembled nervously. He felt that the quilt on his head was suddenly lifted. He quickly closed his eyes and waited for the master to get angry.

"Coffee...you are so amazing!" The owner shouted excitedly and picked up the coffee and held it high. "Coffee, fortunately you didn't succeed because of the thief at home. The police just called and said that he had recruited him. He was bitten by you when he came to our house to steal things, right? The coffee is so awesome. Even the thief keeps calling you a refined cat demon!"

"Meow meow! ( What a cat demon! Who is the cat demon!)

"Coffee is the smartest, most powerful and cute cat in the world. I like coffee the most!" He kissed the coffee a few times and forgot all his anger about them.

"Meow meow... (Of course, I'm the best cat in the world, needless to say)"

"Our coffee defeated the thief. I want to tell all my friends that coffee is the best cat in the world. Humph, those purebred cats don't deserve you at all." The host announced and began to call around to inform the news. Coffee climbed to her knees and curled up into a hair ball. I experienced two battles today, and I'm a little tired. The coffee slowly fell asleep under the touch of the owner...