Yesterday, I wanted to praise my hall. Since I started to get up early to walk it on November, I haven¡¯t woken up (it¡¯s because I got up earlier than it), but this guy gave me it at one o¡¯clock in the morning. woke up.
After I woke up, I really didn't want to take it out, so I lay down and wanted to go back to sleep, but I couldn't sleep, afraid that it would be holding back, so I got up and took it downstairs.
?People go out and slap and scatter, and after they feel comfortable, they go home excitedly, jump up and bite me to play with me, and then my down jacket suffers!
It bit a hole in the front left pocket, and the down leaked.
Fine.
? Let me introduce my down jacket, it is quite miserable, plus today's results, it has harvested a total of six scars, in chronological order:
1. There are two holes on the sleeves, Tangtang gave it to me.
2. There is a very long cut on the back, and Lala scratched it for me.
3. There are two holes on the shoulders, which were scratched by Fat Tuan (my sister's cat).
4. There is a hole in the pocket on the left front, which Tangtang bit me today.
For me, I don¡¯t have high requirements for clothes. The money I spend on clothes every year is less than one-fifth of what I spend on books. This year is even more excessive. Because of the epidemic, I haven¡¯t been to work, so I bought a total of three or four pieces. , less than one-tenth of what I paid for books, and even Tangtang spent more money than I spent on clothes.
And this kind of situation will inevitably happen to pets. Instead of buying a new one if it breaks, I will sew it and continue to wear it. This causes me to go out with down everywhere and learn to be smart and never wear a down jacket. cat! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com