Meow Ba

Chapter 183 Orange Cat Fishing
"what!"

"They fell!"

"Quick, go and see if they are still saved!"

"Mom, mom, go and see the cat!"

Tourists concerned about the fate of the two cats flocked to the dam of Liberty Island, and even the crying little girl urged her mother to hug her to see.

The ancestors of most pet cats today are wild cats living in Africa and Southwest Asia. The local climate is hot, and wild cats thrive in dry and hot bushes and African grasslands, with little access to water.

Later, more than 2000 BC, in order to control rats and protect granaries, the Egyptians domesticated wild cats as their mouse catching assistants. Cats gradually evolved into Egyptian cats. People revered it as a holy beast, and then it spread around the world.

Based on the genetic inheritance of their ancestors, modern pet cats, like their ancestors, like warm places and dislike water-it's not that they are afraid of water and can't swim as most people think, but they just don't like water.

In fact, cats can swim, and they do well, and there is even a fishing cat that feeds on fish and, like a fisherman, spends nearly half of its life in the water or on the shore.

They can not only swim, but also dive.

In the cat family, there are many big cats not only don't hate water, but like water, such as tigers and jaguars.

However, it is precisely because people take it for granted that they flock to the dam of Liberty Island at this moment-they like the orange cat father and son and do not want them to have accidents.

But at this moment, people rushing to the embankment and looking into the sea did not find the figure of the orange cat father and son who had just fallen, only the blue water kept rippling.

Could it be that they have been swallowed by the sea?

"it's here!"

"They didn't fall!"

Amidst the doubts of many tourists, there was a shout of surprise. Following the fingers of a girl who kept jumping and shouting, people saw a pair of furry paws on the edge of the embankment.

Then a round, furry head protruded from between the two furry soles, rising continuously, gradually revealing the little orange cat curled up in the back of the neck, with a fat chin and a round belly...

"Hey, great job!"

"Amazing, amazing. It turns out that as long as you become a father, you will have this kind of quick skill to deal with emergencies!"

Ron didn't fall asleep just now, he just squinted his eyes and pretended to sleep.

There are no beasts on Liberty Island. If there are, Ron is the number one. He doesn't worry about the little orange cat getting hurt at all.

But the bear's ability of the little orange cat was beyond Ron's imagination—after hearing the tourists' shouts, Ron shook his ears and opened one eye, only to see the little orange cat fly into the air.

Fortunately, the seagulls don't fly very high, and they are still within Ron's jumping ability. Before practicing the crouching tiger post, Ron could jump two or three meters high and four or five meters away. After practicing the crouching tiger post, Ron could only jump Go higher and farther.

Moreover, Ron just rescued the little orange cat from the sky. When he fell, he didn't fall into the sea. Instead, he hooked the edge of the embankment with his fur claws at the moment he was about to fall, and hung on the sea surface like a spiderman. between the dams.

"Come on, cat dad, come on!"

A soft little girl encouraged Ron, and finally Ron's body was completely exposed on the embankment, only the tail was still exposed outside the embankment.

Putting down the little guy in his mouth, he pushed its body and signaled it to go in by itself. Ron shook his two front paws, relieving the soreness on them that hadn't subsided.

Falling from a height of two to three meters, only relying on the contact of the front half of the two paws, Ron weighed a lot more than ordinary cats. Even though he was stronger than an adult man, he couldn't help feeling numb.

"Meow~"

The little orange cat must have been frightened. Pushed by Ron, it didn't go inside. Instead, it got under Ron's belly and rubbed back and forth for comfort.

Ron: "..."

I'm your godfather, not your godmother~
If you don't go, I'll go~
The soreness on the paws had been shaken away, and Ron moved his feet, ready to go back to sleep under the flagpole in the Flagstaff Square, but just as he switched from a squatting posture to a walking posture, his body suddenly stopped.

"Big Orange, let's go~"

"Yuzi, quickly take little Yuzi away from the dam, it's too dangerous~"

"..."

Although the names were messed up, Ron knew that these tourists were calling him, and they only expressed concern.

But there was a reason for Ron's sudden stop.

Ron's thick and long tail was slowly lifted from the dam. In addition to the orange hair, there was also a slender fish about ten centimeters long hanging from the tip of Ron's tail. .

It has a blue-gray sandpaper-like skin, the iconic vertical fins, and a mouth full of fine serrated fangs. This is actually a small gray tip shark!
"6666..."

"Great, great!"

"Look, there's a fat orange cat catching a shark with its tail!"

there are thoughts all around

"..."

Although he had eaten a lot of fish, even the Caspian white sturgeon caviar, which was priced at gold, Ron never thought that he could catch fish with his tail, and it was a shark.

Don't sharks have particularly powerful teeth, though?
Why does it just feel a little pain, not to mention bleeding, not even a few cat hairs?
Putting the little gray paint shark on the tail on the embankment, Ron flicked it back and forth with his fur claws a few times, and the little orange cat came over curiously.

The red panda has recovered and started to die again - its tiny claws are aimed directly at the opening and closing mouth of the small gray tip shark.

"Snapped!"

Don't bear!Be careful not to get hurt!
With a slap of the paw, Ron prevented the little orange cat from committing suicide, and then sent the little gray paint shark back into the sea with a slap - looked at it, touched it, and did not cause any serious consequences, so it was still released Let nature.

Maybe one day, this little guy will grow up to be the overlord of the sea!
Watching the little gray paint shark fall into the sea, flick its tail and disappear into the blue water - Ron twisted his round body, brought the little orange cat, and returned to the flagpole in the flagpole square to lie down lazily , while the little orange cat continued to hang out and play around energetically.

As for the tourists just now, they also got talking points because of their kindness - they can pretend to be aggressive in their YouTube friends and circle of friends, and if their friends don't believe it, they can even slap their faces.

"Let me tell you, I saw a fat orange cat jump three meters into the air, fly seagulls, and save my own child."

"I even saw this fat orange cat catch a shark with its tail!"

"Don't believe it!"

"I have photos to prove it!"

"..."

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