Fina yawned and jumped out of the car with a flagging interest, casting a casual look at Zhang Zian as if to say, What do you want from me?
These old friends of Tim had been operating catteries from a few years to over a decade. When it came to judging the conditions of a cat, their recognition abilities were way more accurate than Zhang Zian’s. From their first glance at Fina, from the color of its eyes, its facial features and posture, they had recognized this was a rare Egyptian Mau, except by CFA standards, it probably was not a purebred one.
