Novel & Cerita Bloody Mucus Cat

Startled, I quickly pulled back, still trying to process what had happened, when the designated driver spoke with surprise. “Sir, I’m so sorry. A cat suddenly darted out in front of us.” We got out to check, and sure enough, there was a tabby cat in the middle of the road. Its front left paw had been pierced by a nail and was bleeding. It was so thin that its bones were visible beneath its soaked fur, but its belly was swollen, indicating it was pregnant. The rain falling on its frail body made the poor creature look even more pitiful. Fortunately, the car hadn’t hit the tabby. It let out a low, warning growl and bared its teeth at us as if trying to intimidate us into leaving.

The horrible tribulation seemed not to cause too much trouble for him. Even his green robe was intact. That time it only did harm to the fat cat Evil Moon. "Meow, why is it me again?" Evil Moon said and puffed silver plasma out of his mouth. It was shrouded in an ice-like lightning. It shook his body angrily and then its black fluff became white and thick again which was as smooth as water. The fat cat looked at the sky which gradually turned into a huge orange cloud funnel and roared, "Meow, dare you come again..."

"It's my first time bathing a cat, but Shiro makes it very easy for me to bathe him. He's not like the other cats I saw in the video." I nodded, paying more attention to Arabella's long neck that was exposed after her hair was tied up like a messy bundle, but it was still so beautiful that I swallowed. My gaze only shifted to Shiro, who was vocalizing a 'purr' as if in pleasure. The floor where the cat was already looking almost darkened due to the dirt that was previously stuck. "Its fur is surprisingly white."

The living room floor has been turned into a biohazard site. ‘Hire a cleaner,’ I said breezily. ‘I hear some offer a 24-hour rush service. Very discreet.’ ‘There would still be the… smell.’ ‘Get an aroma diffuser. Something pungent. Eucalyptus.’ ‘My bedsheets are also shredded.’ I stared at him, then down at the tiny, fluffy creature now chasing its own tail on my rug. ‘…This is a kitten. It’s probably four months old. It’s not the Incredible Hulk.’

She raised her hand and slapped the man twice, as hard as she could and he stumbled back. "You bloody bag of shit..." I took off my jacket and gently wrapped the cat in it. Tears escaped my eyes when she cried weakly. "Take that shit and get out of my house before I call the cops... Shouldn't have pissed on my clothes... This shit is useless anyway..." He growled back at us. "Catherine, we need to take her to the vet... She is weak" I quickly walked out. "I am going to kill you for this... Just wait and watch"

I’m nervous and thrilled at the same time. We climb the staircase, the walls are so close, I can smell the dust. He pushes open the attic door, with his had still holding mine, I might float. I already am. Low ceiling, slanted walls. Tapestries, thumbtacked whenever. And it’s cold. There’s a soft sound if something jumping down—a big fluffy gray cat. She pads over to lean against my ankle, grey eyes peering up at me in question. Crouching down, I stretch out a hand to let it sniff my fingers, which it does.

"I got her when I was twelve and dyed her fur yellow cause she loves the color. I wanted to name her yellow but I had six other cats with the same name so I dyed her fur pink and named her pink. Then I got another cat a week later. She had the whitest fur with beautiful blue eyes. Looking at her for the first time, she took a large chunk of my heart so after a few minutes, I named her Michael Jackson"

She pushed her knees together to hold the rod while she touched the mysterious object. She put her hands on either side of it. There were rubber like things which protuded out and a lot of fur which was around the rubber things. She touched and surmised that the fur was short, it did not grow long in places. As she felt around the back she thought it must be a ball of fur. There was a matted mass of what she assumed was moss and slime that was caked to the back of the head. She knew it would be impossible to just touch so she opened her mouth and tasted it. She froze.

He asked, "where's the cat?" An Taotao pointed to the bathroom and said, "mother Chen is Bathing meow. It's a newborn milk meow with super bright eyes. She's trying to survive." Mr. King answered. Soon after, the bathroom door was opened and Chen Ma came out with her milk in her arms. That is an orange meow, lovely and edible! An Taotao took the meow, smiled and said, "Wow, it's a chrysanthemum cat. It's said that chrysanthemum cat can eat super,."

*meow* She literally jumped when she heard the voice of a cat. ‘ Oh good lord!’ She breathed out in relief when she saw a cat. It was a white cat with blue eyes, a typical rich people cat..it was clear by its clean fur that it wasn't a stray cat. And surprisingly the cat recently gave birth. Her body was still swollen from the barbies she held inside it. “ You scared me, you little pretty thing!” she smiled. “ What are you doing here in the dark?”