689 Peculiar Cries (1/2)

Chapter 689: Peculiar Cries

Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Betting on stones was a unpredictable act. It consisted of purchasing uncut jadeite stones in the hopes of finding a dazzling jadeite within. It could turn people into millionaires overnight or it could make them bankrupt.

On the other hand, gambling on cats was ordinary. It consisted of purchasing cats when they're still very young, knowing nothing of their condition, and hoping for the kitten to grow up into a show quality cat.

Very few pet shops put newborn kittens up for sale, unless they decided to stop operating.

The Abyssinian Cats that Kathy left were of an excellent pedigree. Kathy didn't have the intention of winning competitions in a short time, she didn't care for any possible profits. If nothing unexpected happened, the kittens had a very high chance of growing up to be show quality cats, especially since Abyssinian Cats don't have complicated fur patterns.

Tang Yuyun carefully observed all the kittens in front of her, they all had a similar fur color. Tang Yuyun thought they were all adorable, so adorable that her determination to raise only one cat wavered.

As the mother stood up, the few kittens lost the warmth, and they sniffed around as they squirmed in the nesting area, crying out for their mother.

One of the kittens, with an adventurous instinct in it's blood, stretched out one of its short legs and slowly climbed to the edge of the cardboard box that was used as the nesting area. It had black patches on its forehead that were darker than the its body, proof of its Egyptian Mau genes.

It wasn't the biggest among its siblings, its voice wasn't the loudest, and compared to the bigger kitten that the mother favored, it didn't stand out.

Maybe it was due to the lack of parental concern, but it was curious about the world.

It crawled in Tang Yuyun's direction, which made her heart skip a beat.

She thought to herself, Could it be that the kitten had caught my scent? Does it like my scent?

Tang Yuyun didn't like picking leftovers, but this time, it seemed she wasn't the one doing the picking.

The kitten continued crawling, making noise as it stepped on the old newspaper that was in the cardboard box. The mother continued to watch Tang Yuyun cautiously, but it had noticed its restless child and called out to it.

”That's what Abyssinian Cats sound like?” she asked. ”It seems different than other cats.”