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There were two works called "Fox Raising Notes." The author of one was Marey. This was a story about Hu Li (fox demon) attacking and Qin Mingchi receiving. Hu Li was caught by a farmer when she went down the mountain for fun. Later, she escaped and fainted. Qin Mingchi picked her up by the roadside. The attacker would be arrogant and spoiled by her favor. She would be loved by Qin Mingchi. Their feelings were two-way and they were two first loves. It was a sweet love story. The other book,"The Godly General Raising a Fox", was a sweet fairy tale about Xianxia Cultivation. It had a total of 548406 words and 165 chapters. It was labeled as "Love Only, Xianxia Cultivation, Sweet Story". It told the love story between the little fairy fox and the Divine Lord who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside. The style was relaxed and sweet, and the plot was coherent and rich. The Demon Expelling Order novel is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!

The Joy of Raising a Pet Pets are like a touch of color in life, adding endless fun and warmth to our days. Take dogs as an example. The cuteness and loyalty of dogs were often fascinating. Once upon a time, on a sunny morning, he heard that the neighbor's female dog could give birth to one, and his heart was filled with anticipation. The days of waiting for the puppy to be weaned were long and anxious, as if every day was stretched out. Finally, it was time to bring the puppy home. The pure white puppy was like a furry little ball. Its big round eyes were like two bright black gems, and its small mouth and nose were even more cute, so it had an appropriate name-"White". At first,"Bai Bai" was very afraid of strangers and struggled in my arms. The female dog also cried out anxiously. But I was so happy that I couldn't care less. After I brought it home, it hid everywhere and didn't let me touch it. However, I didn't mind and carefully fed him every day. Gradually, we became familiar with each other. When we came home from school, it was like a loyal little follower, following closely. Once, when I was eating the fish that my grandmother brought, it was drooling. I deliberately gave it a piece of fish to let it taste the taste of being stabbed by a fishbone. I didn't expect it to spit out the fishbone easily and eat it with relish. This interesting scene is still unforgettable. Raising hamsters was also a joy. The hamster had a small body and a pair of big eyes that were always bright. Its gray fur was mixed with white stripes, as if it was wearing a special sweater. When you handed it a melon seed, it would squeak as if to express its gratitude. My little hamster is very naughty. Once, when I came back from outside, I found that it was not in the nest. This made me panic. I searched everywhere, from the bookcase to the corner of the living room, but found nothing. As I walked to the bedroom in disappointment, I found his favorite cornflakes under the desk. I searched along the cornflakes and finally found him sleeping soundly under the blanket by the bed. The hamster was also a foodie. It changed my lifestyle. I used to go out to play on weekends. Since it came to my house, I was busy preparing food for it every weekend. Once I took it to the pet shop by bus, it looked curiously at the people around it. When I arrived at the shop, it looked at all kinds of food and looked at me with pleading eyes. I was amused by it and chose freeze-dried tofu, freeze-dried vegetables and cornflakes for it. Watching it slowly grow up under my care, my heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment. Even the puppy that I didn't like at first changed my opinion of pets. Mom brought back a puppy. I was full of complaints, thinking that it was shedding fur and running around. But one day, when my mother was not at home, I had no choice but to let the puppy out. It ran to my side, jumped into my arms, and found a comfortable position to lie down. Its soft and smooth fur was like cotton. I named it "cotton ball". After that, we got along more and more harmoniously, and it filled my life with happiness. Pets are like a magical key that opens the door to happiness in the depths of our hearts. It allows us to learn to cherish and give, making life better.

The following is an example of a cat diary: **[Date] First day of cat ownership ** Today, they welcomed a new family member-a kitten. It had just arrived at home and was very unfamiliar with its new environment. I placed it near the door and told it not to enter the room. It could only sleep obediently at the door. **[Date + 2 days] Cat Raising Day 3 ** The kitten began to explore its surroundings, but I still set a rule that it couldn't go to bed and had to sleep in its nest. **[Date + 4 days] Raising a cat for a week ** It seemed to have adapted to life at home, but I still reminded it not to sleep on the pillow. It could only sleep at my feet. **[Date + 24 days] Raising a cat for a month ** My attitude had changed a lot. Now, I treated the kitten as an intimate partner. I would call the little baby to go to bed and sleep with me. I was worried that it would catch a cold and quickly covered its belly. There were also many interesting things to do in the process of raising cats. For example, my husband, who was originally opposed to raising cats, now loves to play with cats because he saw that I kept the house clean after raising cats. The children had also undergone a lot of positive changes. They no longer only paid attention to what to eat when they came home from school, but looked for the kitten first. The children who used to need me to urge them to get up many times now got up because the kitten was hungry in the morning. The children had a sense of responsibility for the kitten and were worried about the kitten's health. Their obsession with the television and mobile phone had also decreased, and they would take the initiative to take care of the kitten. However, there were also some small troubles. For example, there was a cat called Han Han. When it first came to the house, it was very uncomfortable. It was timid and timid. After getting familiar with it, it began to be naughty. It explored everywhere, went to the sofa, bed, etc. Although I scolded it, it still took advantage of my absence to " commit crimes." Moreover, it was lazy to sleep during the day and energetic at night. It would scratch the door and meow so loudly that people could not sleep well. I also know that some people are allergic to cat hair but still like to raise cats. Some people take over their cats from their daughters. Some people feel the mutual test of their bottom line and emotional pull with their cats during the process of raising cats. In short, the life of raising a cat was full of ups and downs, but more of it was happiness and unexpected changes.

The following is an example of a diary about raising pets: [Date] [Day] [Weather] Today, I welcomed a new member of the family-a cute kitten. Its small body was curled up like a furry ball. Her eyes were round, filled with curiosity and intelligence, like two sparkling gems. I prepared a warm nest for it, but it seemed to be a little afraid of this new environment. It always hid in the corner and looked around vigilantly. I placed the cat food and water where it could reach, then sat quietly beside it, not wanting to give it too much pressure. After a while, it might have smelled the fragrance of food. It carefully poked its head out and sniffed. After confirming that there was no danger, it slowly walked towards the cat food and began to eat it in small bites. It was really cute. In the afternoon, I took a little furball to play with it. In the beginning, it just quietly watched Hairy Ball sway in my hand and didn't dare to get close. I gently rolled the furball towards it. It immediately retreated, then slowly approached and reached out its little paw to touch the furball. When Hairy Ball started to roll, its eyes lit up and it started to chase Hairy Ball. It would pounce to the left and then pounce to the right. It was extremely lively. Looking at it playing, I felt extremely happy, as if the fatigue of the day had been dispelled by it. In the evening, the kitten might be tired from playing. It walked to its nest and curled up to sleep. I gently walked over and stroked its soft fur. It narrowed its eyes and made a gurgling sound from its throat, as if it was expressing its satisfaction. I knew that it had already begun to slowly accept this home and accept me as its new master. On the first day of raising a pet, although there were some hiccups, it was more of a surprise and joy. I look forward to spending more good times with it.