Meow Ba

Chapter 366 Jimmy the Mouse
"Meow~"

Come on, James~ You can do it~
It is like an iron hoop on Ron's body. If James is hugging an ordinary cat at this moment, it will definitely cause serious damage to the cat.
After all, the size of human beings is far larger than that of ordinary cats, and even the thinnest human beings have enough strength to kill a cat.

Fortunately, what James is hugging now is Ron, a cat who has been taught the magical Dragon Kungfu by the mysterious old man.

Ron, who was covered in tough fur and strong muscles like a little leopard, was able to withstand James's arms that were getting stronger and stronger, until they reached a certain stage, and then suddenly relaxed.

Looking up, James' head was leaning against the toilet, his brows were tightly frowned—in the battle against drug addiction, the heroic warrior James finally died with drug addiction.

He passed out.

"Meow~"

What a poor child~
Now that James had passed out, Ron didn't have to hide himself anymore.

Standing up on two hind legs, his paws patted James' thin cheeks. Ron picked up the bath towel that had fallen on the floor, and carefully swept it over the pile at James' feet.

He can't make it too obvious, and that's all he can do.

But all of this was seen by the little head protruding from the door.

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When James woke up faintly, it was already the early morning of the next day.

But James, who woke up, was very happy, because he relied on his perseverance to overcome the terrible drug addiction again, and he was one step closer to completely breaking away from the control of drug addiction.

After breakfast, with the guitar on his back, James hugged Ron out of the welfare room and walked towards the bus station - the welfare room is in the suburbs, and James needs to take a long bus ride to go to the place where he used to perform.

But he was very happy, chatting with Ron all the way.

"Fat cat, you must make more money today."

"I'll buy you a cat rope then, so you won't get lost~"

"Meow~"

cat rope?

Do you think that thing is made of steel bars?

With your small physique, I can beat ten of you~
Glancing sideways at James, Ron turned his head and looked out the window to himself.

Only James, who didn't know that he was despised by cats, was stroking Ron's hair and giggling.

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"Squeak!"

In the welfare room that James and Ron left, there was no one there. The little mouse that Ron had fed ran out of the door opening. He ran quickly along the corner, and soon came to the kitchen and jumped onto the stove.

But strangely, the little mouse wasn't looking for food on the stovetop - in fact, the food was right next to its mouth.

James found no signs of rats, and since there was no refrigerator in the kitchen, his open can of chickpeas and oatmeal were all on the stove.

All it takes is a nibble with its sharp front teeth, and this little mouse can have a good meal.

But it turned a blind eye to all this, and jumped on the window next to the stove, and poked its head out through the crack of the window.

"Squeaky squeak~"

A loud creaking sound spread across the grass behind the house, and then there was a rustling sound from the grass, and a tall spine broke through the grass and came to the little mouse.

It is about the size of a cat, but it is not a cat, but its enemy—the one that appeared after hearing the squeak of a little mouse was a gigantic one-meter-long cat that was even bigger than an ordinary house cat. mouse!

"Squeaky squeak~"

"Squeak~"

There were squeaks coming from the throats of the big mouse and the little mouse, one after another, as if they were talking.

After chirping for a while, it should be the end of the conversation. The big mouse went into the grass again, while the little mouse returned the same way. Put it in your mouth, and then return to your rat's den.

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As usual, on the street where James performed, the appearance of Mellow Ron immediately attracted everyone's attention.

And in the past few days, Ron has added new programs.

He would nod to the beat of James' music, and when the song was over and James extended his palm to him, he would raise his front paw and give James a FIVE.

This was originally just a behavior that James was too excited because of the substantial increase in income a few days ago - about three times that of James' independent entertainment - but because of Ron's reaction, it became a repertoire that ended.

"What a cutie~"

"You're a lucky lad~"

"He's so round and cute~"

"Big brother, you must take good care of it~"

On the clothes spread on the ground, there were more and more coins and several banknotes.

Many cat lovers were attracted by Ron's appearance and gathered around James. Then they suddenly discovered that although the guitar was very worn out, the music played was quite nice, many of which were songs they had never heard before.

Then, when they saw the interaction between Ron and James, smiles appeared on their faces, and they couldn't help but smile and opened their wallets one after another.

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Another day of fruitful harvest, James and Ron took the bus home, and James also fulfilled his promise, he bought Ron a light blue cat rope.

Ron didn't refuse either, he let James hang the cat rope around his neck - because Ron wanted to, he could take the cat rope off his neck in minutes.

Of course, before going home, James went to a drug rehab clinic and drank some substitutes-it’s okay to fight drug addiction alone once in a while, but it doesn’t mean that he can fight it every time. James needs to give his body a chance to buffer.

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Dinner was a stew of chickpeas, potatoes, sausages, and white bread-although James' cooking skills were not comparable to Robert's, Ron still ate with relish.

When night fell, James was already sleeping soundly on the bed, and Ron woke up suddenly-his ears twisted like radar, and quickly found the place where the slight sound came from.

That's the little mouse that was fed last time moving in the door opening.

"Meow~"

Are you hungry too?

Patting his round stomach, Ron carefully jumped out of the bed, went to the kitchen, and found half a sausage left over from dinner at night.

He cut off more than half of it with his sharp claws and regarded it as his supper. Ron took the remaining sausage to the door opening in the corner and threw it in with his claws.

But unexpectedly, there was no surprised squeak, no sausage gnawing, and Ron watched a small head poke out of the doorway, followed by a small body and a slender body. Tail.

Rolling the sausage, the little mouse stood in front of Ron and suddenly squeaked rhythmically.

Then Ron's paws came loose and a sausage fell from his mouth - he was stunned.

(End of this chapter)