Softy lay quietly on the ground and simply watched as Gao Peng dragged the fat crane away.
After making sure that Gao Peng was far away, Softy got up, stuck its front paws out and gave a lazy stretch. Its back curved into an arch and its black tail swished about gently.
Softy elegantly walked to the telephone. Using its left claw, it managed to place the telephone right beside its ear. From its right paw, a single claw stuck out, which it used to gently press on the number pad.
Softy's call was answered. Meow? it said lazily.
As though totally used to it, the person on the other side answered, "Understood."
Putting down the phone, the receptionist girl from the furniture shop took out pen and paper, scribbled something down, and spoke to her supervisor. "Supervisor, the old customer at No. 12 is requesting a new set of furniture."