Wanzi is a blue and white kitten I raised, female, seven months old.
Meatballs were brought back by on the sixteenth day of the first lunar month. They were small when they were brought. I like to lie down behind the curtain in the southwest corner of the bedroom and sleep every day. I think animals in nature are psychic, especially cats. Perhaps knowing the position of Kun can make up for the cat’s yin within the yin.
I also have a cheese cat at home, Zaizai, a boy. He is almost two years old and has been neutered.
The arrival of Little Wanzi made Zaizai very happy. He would bite Little Wanzi when he was happy. Little Wanzi was so scared that he always hid under the bed. The big fat Zaizai couldn't get in, so he would block Little Wanzi back and forth on both sides of the bed.
Zaizai loves Xiao Wanzi very much.
Every time I feed him, as long as the pellets don’t come, Zai Zai won’t eat. I will bark at the pellets and wait for the pellets to come before eating together. Xiao Wanzi is very domineering. No matter which rice bowl Zai Zai eats, he will grab it. Then Zai Zai stands quietly aside, watching Xiao Wanzi eat until he is full, and then eats the rest.
Even so, Wanzi is still very afraid of Zaizai's careless love, and has been avoiding Zaizai since he was brought back.
On May 30th, I found that Xiao Wanzi could not open his eyes and was peeing outside the basin, so I took him to the hospital and was diagnosed with feline-abdominal transmission. When I Baidu the name, I almost despaired. The doctor said that there is now a new drug 4*1, and the cure rate is still very high.
On the second day, Xiao Wanzi improved significantly. I was very happy, pitiful, and loving.
After taking the medicine for twenty days, Xiao Wanzi suddenly deteriorated and vomited seven times in one night. When he was sent to the hospital early the next morning, the doctor said he had injured his liver and it was very serious.
I said, if it can't be saved, just be happy. I don't want to see it suffer.
The doctor said, OK.
I didn't take the little balls home because I couldn't face the rest of the time.
At noon today, the doctor called and said he was leaving with the meatballs. Buried under the China South Street Bridge.
I am speechless. The doctor said, don't be sad, this disease has a high mortality rate.
In the afternoon, I went to pay my respects to a friend’s father.
Today is the summer solstice. The most yang of yang.
Today is my birthday.
