Meow Ba

Chapter 8 Bird Cage

"Boole, I don't think the cage will catch the fat cat."

In the early morning, when the dew was still hanging on the young leaves of the evergreen shrubs, only a few students from Bernal No. [-] Middle School stepped into the school gate, and the two chubby guys were already busy by the cat food bowl where Ron drank water. .

Yesterday's mousetrap didn't work. This time, Bull Carter brought a new weapon: a birdcage.

This is a rare piece of equipment in the city. Bull only saw it when he went to his grandfather’s house in the California countryside during the summer vacation. Out of curiosity, he brought one back, but he didn’t expect it to come in handy now.

As for the original function of the birdcage, it is naturally to catch birds - Bull's grandfather lives in Castaic, California, and owns a plantation. Whenever the harvest season, starlings like dark clouds come to harm the crops. These birdcages It is used to deal with them.

"Roddy, you're overthinking it. It should be because the fat cat saw the mousetrap before, so it didn't fall for it!"

Having seen how grandpa installed the birdcage, Bull carefully pushed aside the bushes next to the cat food bowl, put the birdcage in, and then put a grilled fish that was bigger than yesterday on the mechanism inside.

In order to hide, he also broke some branches and camouflaged the entrance of the bird cage.

"You're done! That fat cat will be fooled this time!"

"hope so!"

"Then you have a chance to get close to Catherine."

Rody stood aside to let Bull out, his tone a little frustrated—ever since he saw Ron walking on two hind legs, he included Ron in the ranks of monsters, and his intuition told him that such a trap would never catch that only monster.

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Yo, change gear!

As usual, he ran two laps along the plastic running track of Bernal Middle School as an exercise in the afternoon. When Ron came to the cat food bowl, he saw the bird cage hidden in the bushes at a glance.

For added effect, the entire birdcage was painted green, almost blending with the bushes, but under Ron's sensitive nose, two smells lingered on it, the same as yesterday, obviously made by the same group of people.

Moreover, today's grilled fish is bigger than yesterday's, enough to serve as a day's ration for three kittens.

You guys are very persistent!
However, still deliver food!

After replenishing the water in the cat food bowl, Ron walked gently to the birdcage—the shape of the birdcage was similar to that of a mousetrap, but larger, and the structure inside was different.

The mouse trap relies on hanging the bait on a sensitive hook. When the mouse swallows the bait, it will pull the hook to release the spring and let the cage door close instantly. The bird trap relies on a simple gravity sensing mechanism. As soon as Ron stepped into the birdcage, the cage door would drop and lock Ron in.

However, the bird cage also has a disadvantage. Its cage door falls naturally, and if something is in the way, it will not close.

The birdcage was completely stuffed in the bushes, and Ron couldn't go around to observe, but squatting in front of the birdcage, Ron thought about it, pulled up a few branches that Bull had inserted in front of the cage as a camouflage, and propped them on the cage. The side of the door was used as a barrier, and then poked his head in.

No, it's a little dangerous!
Ron put his head back again—a few small twigs always feel unsafe. If they are caught, Ron's reputation as the boss of the Fox Hill community will be ruined.

Moreover, if the person who falls into the trap is a Chinese and is turned into a dragon and tiger, it will be even worse!

So, Ron turned his head and looked around, and his gaze immediately fell on a rectangular stone about the size of Ron's head a little farther away.

This stone was the tool used by Ron to make the mousetrap return without success yesterday, and the smell of the two people also remained on it-they took the mousetrap back, but threw the stone aside.

Hey, still there!
It saved me the trouble of looking for stones!
Stepping to the side of the stone, Ron did not stand upright this time, but swiped with his front paws, and immediately the stone rolled half a meter towards the position of the birdcage—this stone weighed at least three to five catties. Not so much strength.

However, Ron has it, otherwise he wouldn't have swept the Bengal cat into the bushes with a single slap, and Ron has a feeling that his strength will become stronger and stronger in the future, and Ron doesn't know how big it will be in the end.

One dial, two dials, three dials.

The stone was no more than two meters away from the birdcage. Ron moved the stone to the front of the birdcage two or three times, then squatted up and supported the stone with his front paws on the mouth of the birdcage, and then supported it with a branch. , to make sure that the stone would not fall down, and then Shi Shiran walked into the birdcage.

"Crack!"

The moment Ron's body got into the birdcage completely, he felt a slight sinking under his claws, and there was a clear sound of the mechanism - Ron's surroundings immediately darkened, and he
He turned to look towards the exit, just in time to see the cage door of the bird cage fall, but it was stuck on the stone, and it was difficult to close.

Hey, boys, you are lucky again!

Licking his lips, Ron picked up the grilled fish and got out of the birdcage. After thinking for a while, Ron took the stone from the cage door and let the cage door close, as if something was caught inside, and then put The branch returned to its original disguise, and then briskly passed through the fence and ran towards the kitten's cat nest.

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The binoculars were confiscated by Mr. Leslie. Roddy couldn't observe the movement on the other side of the trap today, while Bull watched Catherine in a daze all day. It wasn't until school was over that the two chubby guys dragged their schoolbags and rushed to The location of the birdcage.

Before he ran to the place, Bull saw the closed cage door from a distance, and he happily pointed it out to his good brother.

"Roddy, did you see that?"

"The cage has been closed, and the branches have not been touched!"

"That fat cat must be in there!"

"Isn't it?"

"Really caught?"

Originally, Rody didn't have any hope of being able to catch the fat cat, but seeing Bull's reaction and the birdcage intact and undamaged, he suddenly had an urge in his heart—he wanted to verify the cat himself. Only fat cats are in there.

"Boolean, let me open the cage!"

"I want to see that fat cat in there with my own eyes!"

Quickening a few steps, Rody came to the birdcage ahead of Bull. He cautiously approached the cage and looked in from the gap.

Then, he let out a big sigh of relief.

"How about it?"

"Is it inside?"

Behind Bull's expectant inquiry, Rody took the cage out of the bushes expressionlessly, and opened the cage door with a bang.

"Hey!"

"Don't open it ~ it will let it go away..."

Bull's voice dropped instantly, and the open birdcage was empty, as if he was mocking his intelligence—his fist hit the fence next to the short tree hard, causing the wooden fence to shake for a while.

"Damn fat cat!"

"It seems we have to be serious!"

"Call Terry tomorrow, and his trap will definitely fix it!"

(End of this chapter)