Chapter 352: The Past That Doesn’t Count

Whether it is a pet shop in China or a cattery in the United States, the operators always have to get up early like hardworking bees, ventilate and clean, replace the cat litter, and wait for customers to come. Although a cat is a very clean animal, the smell of cat urine and urine is very pungent, especially when dozens of cats are added together.

Tim got up before dawn and tiptoed out of the bedroom so as not to wake his wife. He stood in front of the kitchen counter, frying eggs and toasting bread in an orderly manner, so that his wife could have a hot breakfast as soon as she woke up. The morning light poured over his shoulders through the window, softening the rough facial lines of this big man.

"Ding!"

The toaster made a crisp sound, and two slices of perfectly cooked bread popped out.

Tim heard something and squinted his eyes, looking up the block.

Rounding the corner was a van marked Blue Summit.

Tim put down the work at hand and quickly opened the door to welcome him.

"Hey! Jeff!"

He waved at the truck.

Zhang Zian parked the car on the side of the road and got out of the car in good spirits. A Chinese driver's license can be used temporarily in California, which saves him a lot of trouble. He went to bed very early last night. There is no TV in the wilderness, and the internet is poor, so he had to sleep without entertainment.

"Good morning, Tim!" Richard, standing invisible on his shoulder, responded to Tim's greeting.

"It's just in time for you to come back, go in and have breakfast." Although Tim was eager to know the situation of his kitten, he still refrained from asking.

Zhang Zian waved his hand, "Don't be in a hurry for breakfast, come help me, let's unload the car first, and let the kittens go in."

Just as Tim had this in mind, he opened the rear compartment door of the truck and was relieved to see that the kittens were all safe and sound. He picked up two air boxes and carried them into the house. Zhang Zian also picked up two and followed behind him.

"How is it, Jeff, is the training going well?" He asked casually pretending not to care.

"Very well, these cats are very smart and learn very quickly," Richard responded. "I think it will take another two or three days for them to fully learn."

"Really? My God, Jeff, are you serious?" Tim's heart beat violently when he heard this. Although Zhang Zian said at the beginning that it would not take a few days, such a fast speed was beyond his expectation.

"Of course, I'm not joking." In fact, Zhang Zian's training has already been completed, but he has reservations in order to surprise these crooked nuts too much, and has not lifted the last seal for the time being. It is impossible for him to stay in the United States for a long time, so there is no special instruction similar to the transfer of owner status for the kittens.

He and Tim went back and forth carrying the crates, and in no time all the kittens were in the house.

At this time, Lauren also got up, put on her clothes and went downstairs, and greeted Zhang Zian warmly. Tim told her the good news that the training was going well. She was also very pleasantly surprised, because it meant that it would be time for Thanksgiving. They are planning to hold a party in their backyard on Thanksgiving Day, inviting relatives to come and play, and the dancing kitten will definitely cause a sensation.

Tim and Lauren invited Zhang Zian to sit down for breakfast, and Zhang Zian was not too polite. He ate a lot of barbecue yesterday and urgently needed to add some carbohydrates. He devoured bread, fried eggs, bacon and orange juice, and he missed the buns, skewers, tea eggs, soy milk and fried dough sticks on Zhonghua Road...

"By the way, Tim, what day is the CFA Tournament?" While eating, he moved his shoulders, motioning Richard to confirm the question.

Since I have come to the United States, in addition to visiting the famous scenic spots in Los Angeles, it would be great if I can participate in the CFA Tournament in person. Although China also has a CFA Tournament, it has never been held in Binhai City. Speaking of which, he is now considered a CFA certified cattery. If he does not take the opportunity to open his eyes, can he still act in front of other people in the future?

Since 2016, the CFA has officially separated China and set up a separate area - the China area, while the rest of the world, including the United States, is the international area, which means: you Chinese are too powerful, we can't play with you We are together, so I will reserve a place for you alone, and you can entertain yourselves.

The fuse of this incident came from another gossip.

Some catterys of famous Ragdoll cats in China have obtained a large number of points through fraudulent means such as affiliation of certificates, advanced points, and frequent births of female cats in a short period of time. The role of reading. Under strong protests from catteries in other countries, the CFA warrior cut off his wrist and cut off the China area.

A set of certificates is a traditional method of counterfeiting, just like a car deck; and the padding is maliciously using the rules of the CFA competition to attract a lot of cats as the denominator, and the rule of the CFA is that the more cats participating, the higher the championship score ; It is worse to let the female cat give birth frequently, and even gave birth to the second litter less than 2 months after the first litter, completely treating the female cat as a reproductive machine, and was severely punished by the CFA.

Therefore, even if he got a high-quality Ragdoll cat from Peak Blue, Zhang Zian had no interest in participating in the CFA competition in China. It was a competition of who could take advantage of loopholes, who could cheat more, and who could be more ruthless to his own female cat... ...Once it is linked to interests, many people have no bottom line. The so-called formal cattery sometimes performs worse in private than the pet home breeding base.

However, he is still somewhat interested in participating in the American CFA competition. After all, this place is still considered a pure land.

Tim pushed the table up and walked to the calendar hanging on the wall to look at it. Some important dates were marked with a marker.

"If you don't mention it, I'll forget about it—it's today." Tim sat down again and ate the last bite of the fried egg. "What? Jeff, do you want to participate?"

"Today?" Zhang Zian was taken aback, almost choked on the bread in his mouth, so he quickly drank orange juice to suppress his shock.

Nima, this is wrong! When he was in China, he asked Tim this question. At that time, Tim's answer was tomorrow. Why did it suddenly become today? Did CFA temporarily change the itinerary?

"Wait a minute, Tim, I remember you said it was tomorrow, how did it become today?" Richard asked for him.

"Sorry, my mistake." Tim waved his hand apologetically, "After flying from the United States to China, I was in a daze and got the date wrong, so I told you it would be held tomorrow."

Oh! Zhang Zian also thought for a few seconds before he understood, did Tim confuse the date after flying over the international date line? This is understandable.

He always thought it was tomorrow's game, but fortunately he asked Richard to confirm it today, otherwise he would have missed it.

"I remember the game not far from here?" Richard asked.

"It's not too far. It's a short drive. If you want to go, I'll show you the route later." Tim hesitated for a moment before asking again: "Jeff, are you going to take the golden bird?" Is the cat going to compete?"

Zhang Zian saw that his face was different, and he didn't know what he was thinking of. Richard replied for him: "That's right, but it's just for fun, and I don't plan to get any ranking."

"That's it..." Tim and Lauren looked at each other and exchanged glances.

"Is there any question?" Richard asked, and Zhang Zian put on a puzzled expression cooperatively.

Tim said with some embarrassment: "Jeff, mind if I ask? If I'm not mistaken, your cat should be an Egyptian cat?"

"Indeed." Zhang Zian nodded.

Tim sighed, "So, does it have a pedigree? You know, a cat without a pedigree cannot participate in the CFA Championship."

Zhang Zian was speechless for a moment, there really isn't one!

His embarrassing expression fell into Tim's eyes, which confirmed Tim's guess - the cat was probably not a purebred Egyptian cat, so it didn't have a pedigree certificate.