My Husband Turned into Garfield Before the Divorce

Chapter 12

He surrounded me all afternoon, trying to get paid for watching the cauldron, and a chunk of his tail was burned off by the magical flames.

I finally got impatient with him and agreed to take him to the pet store tomorrow. Anyway, I am going to visit friends tomorrow, and the two destinations are not far away.

Adrian was overwhelmed when he was happy.

Have you ever seen a Garfield who can eat half a bag of cat food, three cans, and a bowl of small fish soup for a meal?

Anyway, I haven't seen it.

Adrian, who was full, ran to the toilet several times.

The toilet is equipped with a self-cleaning magic circle, and I don't need to flush it for him.

But when I got out of the bathroom in the guest room, he was still in the toilet.

"Are you ok?"

"Meow~"

It's been a day, and I've learned from experience that Adrian pretends to be a cat whenever he doesn't want to talk or refuses to communicate.

I don't know who can be fooled by this shabby trick.

I pushed open the bathroom door.

Adrian's four paws were split into big characters and he was lying on the toilet.

"Do you need help?"

"Meow meow meow~"

"speak English."

"I thought you liked this, it sounds cuter after all."

"I advise you to give up your heart as soon as possible, and tell me what's the matter, and don't say that I'm leaving."

"...Then what, I seem to have rubbed my hair."

"What got on your hair?"

"……That's the one."

I instantly understood.

"Although I know how other cats usually deal with this, I have tried and I still can't do it."

I imagined it, if it was Adrian, wanting to lick his there...

I leaned forward and backward with a smile.

"Please, can you take a shower for me if you laugh enough?"

In the end, Adrian was soaked in a basin by me, and he had no love for life.

In the past, I couldn't even imagine that the first intimate contact between my husband and I was in a plastic basin with a diameter of [-] centimeters.

"Okay, turn it over and wash your back by the way."

"Can you change the water in the basin? I don't want to take a bath with water containing that ingredient."

I thought about it, and it seemed that I couldn't accept that the cat that soaked in that water got into my bed.

"Why don't you just shave off the hair there, or you will rub it next time."

Adrian stared at me in horror from the water.

"I don't want to. I'm not a monkey showing my butt. Besides, I'm so fat, it doesn't look good when I'm shaved."

I reached into the water and pinched the fat on his stomach, there were indeed several layers.

But this soft belly is quite fun, I teased it several times.

Adrian narrowed his eyes: "Is it fun?"

"It's okay."

"I know you think I'm fat."

"Isn't it better for the cat to be fatter? Cats weighing less than ten catties are embarrassed to come out to meet people. Besides, the pattern on your body is also very beautiful."

I'm serious. I've seen a few striped cats from other people's homes. There must be a certain part of the pattern that is scattered. It sounds like peanut butter, but it's more like a pile of shit.

The stripes on Adrian's body are all very clear.

Adrian squinted his eyes to enjoy me rubbing his ears, and suddenly asked, "Then what else are you not satisfied with?"

At that time, I thought he was asking about cats, so I answered casually: "It's so cute, I don't like cats."

It took me many days to realize that this was not what he seemed to be asking.

But at that time Adrian didn't talk for a long time after hearing this, I thought he had finally had enough trouble, after all, cats have limited energy and sleep for 18 hours a day.

I took him out of the pot, cast a few quick-drying spells, and managed to turn him into a fried-haired hedgehog.

"Don't grab my ass, okay, I'll help you masturbate."

I got into the bed, Adrian nestled into my arms, I brushed his hair again and again, and soon fell asleep.