83 Cat Washing Cages Part 2 (1/2)

Even though the audience had never seen a cat washing cage, they had more or less heard of the pig immersion cages of the old society, and their faces couldn’t help but change color once they heard of it. Old China had the pig immersion cages; medieval Europe also had the ”Iron Maiden” (Iron Virgin). They were both tortures that people feared. Their ways of punishment were very similar as well. They both included having people locked into a narrow and cramped space where they could not escape, and then have the population slowly watch as they died slow and painful deaths.

Zhang Zian said, ”Cat washing cages were invented to solve the difficult problem of bathing cats. But this thing is not worth being promoted or spread. A lot of pet shops...no, I should say that the majority of the pet shops all have them. It’s just that sometimes it’s not placed on the surface, so you can’t see it. Of course, this shop absolutely does not have it.” His parents had built a bathroom compartment for the pets, but would rather leave it idle than to use the cat washing cage. It was just that there were less and less of good people like them.

Xiao Yan’s expression was dim as she bit her lower lip, and exclaimed with hatred, ”I did not know there were such things before. At that time, I always sent my cat to be washed at this one pet shop, and my cat was washed there several times…in the end, there was this one time when a bloodstain appeared at the corner of my cat’s eyes, and it was very close to the eyes. I was certain that this bloodstain was not there before I sent my cat to be washed. I went to the pet shop, but they insisted that they did not cause that. In the end, someone actually told me that this was because that pet shop uses cat washing cages!”

Zhang Zian felt empathetic, nodded his head, and said, ”Cat washing cages are made in small workshops and weaved with thick iron wires. The rough work is inevitable. When the cats struggle in the process, the sides where the iron wires are snapped or places where they are bent can hurt the cats very easily. It is already very fortunate that your cat’s eyes are still alright.” Everyone who was present got goose bumps when they heard this. Xiao Niu patted his chest and exclaimed, ”Good thing I’m planning to buy a dog; it really is hard to serve uncle cat!”

”Please say no more, I even feel uncomfortable listening!”

”It’s actually better to say some more. I wouldn’t even know of things like this if you didn’t say!”

”Thank you store manager for your popular science. I’ve gained knowledge!”

Zhang Zian turned and faced Snowy’s camera phone. ”I personally suggest that if your cat hates being washed, and at the same time you can’t bear to spend money to come to a professional level pet shop like mine, then it’s still preferred that you don’t use cat washing cages. Do you guys know how big of a psychological shadow it leaves in your cats’ hearts?”

”If you guys love your cats, then accompany them throughout the whole process of when they are given baths at the pet shop, and firmly stop them when they plan to use cat washing cages. Don’t be those types of irresponsible owners that go do their own thing once they throw their cats into the shop. Of course, it would be best to come to my pet shop. What’s more reassuring than giving your cats baths with your own hands?”

”F*ck! The store manager took the opportunity to boast again!”

”Powerful words, store manager. Why don’t you fly up into the sky?”

Xiao Yan smiled bitterly. This was like a dead cycle. If you could give your cats baths with your own hands, then who would want to come give them a bath in a pet shop?

She walked in front of Zhang Zian, and suddenly stretched her arms out towards him.

”Huh?” Zhang Zian stunned. He didn’t know what she wanted to do. Her arms were stretched too high for a handshake, and there was no need to stretch out both arms for a handshake anyways. ”Look at my arms,” she said.

Zhang Zian lowered his head to observe her arms. These arms were slender and symmetrical, with no extra fat, and the skin was very good. But there were a few unknown red scars on the back of her hands and knuckles that sabotaged the beauty. Not only was it just the backs of her hands and knuckles, but there were also similar scars on her wrists and forearms. Each scar was about one centimeter long and two millimeters wide.

”These are scratched by cats?” he asked with a frown.