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Bury one's stool


The kindergarten is on vacation, I took my daughter back and forth to live in the countryside.
An old cat I raised in high school is old enough to lose its teeth.
It's too slow to catch mice, so it's all fed by my mother.

My daughter did not see a cat, she especially likes the cat.

Everyone knows that the cat will be buried after pulling, but my daughter can not bear to it. Every time when the cat pulled, she will dig out and throw the toilet, so the cat was following my daughter and miaowing.

After I explained that it was a good hygienic habit for cats sever times, she finally stopped digging.

When I got up in the morning, I found my daughter wrapped her stools in a paper towel. Then she took the cat to bury it. When she buried it, she turned over the cat's previous stools. The poor old cat had to toss around on the ground for more than two hours before cleaning up the scene.

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