Domineering Moral Animal Husbandry: Where Can Sanhua’S Lovely Wife Escape? Chapter 13
byChapter 13 Wedding in Progress
Out of professional camaraderie, the Corgi didn’t expose his good buddy Ade’s shortcomings after all.
In the blink of an eye, the day of the fake wedding arrived.
Dressed in formal wear and holding an invitation, he arrived at the entrance of the Cat Villa. Looking at the luxurious glass-beaded gates and the fairy-style cat tree on the lawn, he sighed, “I’ve sacrificed too much for Ade to marry into a wealthy family.”
“Wow!”
“Whoa!”
Several cats in formal wear passed by him. The Corgi heard them whispering: “As expected of… Boss… so grand…”
“Ahem.” The Corgi recognized them as the gang members he had hired at a high price. He coughed to remind them to stay in character.
Message received!
Several cats and one dog exchanged looks. A local Dragon Li cat wearing a well-fitted, custom-made black suit tugged at his sleeves to hide his muscular, tattooed forearms. He said to Da Bu, who was welcoming guests, “Good afternoon, Master Da Bu. I am Christian from the American Shorthair Silver Tabby family.”
“It’s been a long time. I’ve been doing business in my African Leopard cousin’s territory lately and got a bit tanned. Do you not recognize me?”
“Welcome to my younger brother’s wedding.” Da Bu politely shook paws with this old acquaintance calling himself Christian, searching his memory for that bronze skin tone to no avail.
Before he could think further, he was busy receiving the next guest, the enthusiastic Auntie Linda—a noble Siamese cat wearing an exquisite hat and showing a standard black mask.
“Good morning, little Ragdoll. The last time we met was at Marianne’s dinner party. You’ve grown so much in the blink of an eye.”
“Even your younger brother is having a wedding. When are you going to find a purebred lady cat to marry?”
Da Bu’s shoulder felt numb from Auntie Linda’s patting, and his head spun from her pressuring him to marry. For a moment, he didn’t notice that the black coloring on Auntie Linda’s face looked a bit unnatural.
“That was close, that was close.” Behind his back, Auntie Linda brushed coal dust off her paws—the coal dust she bought this time actually shed powder. One-star review!
Uncle Fred, Cousin Augustus, Cousin Chris, Great-Uncle Abyssinian… The more guests Da Bu received, the more confused he became. Did he really have this many distant relatives?
“Master Da Bu, the invitations have been verified and match the guests.” The Siamese Butler, responsible for making and distributing the invitations, hid his contribution and fame.
“…Alright then.”
On the other side, the guests from the Woof Kingdom being received by Xiao Bu were a different story.
“Relax, drop your back, don’t keep staring around. This is a wedding, not a mission!”
Even without their uniforms, the tall and sturdy elite police dogs maintained a healthy and upright image. Out of a subtle competitive mindset of “as a Single Dog, I cannot lose face in front of cats,” they each displayed the same vigor as they did during the all-police competitions, determined to overwhelm their colleagues with their presence.
Director Mastiff, who had specifically braided his lion-like mane into African cornrows for today’s disguise, was so angry he kept shooting daggers with his eyes.
Stop! Everyone stop!
Hey, you over there, stop showing off your biceps! Can’t you see the cat in front of you is about to cry?!
The cat noticed by the Director was Xiao Bu. He felt this was the worst day of his cat life, bar none.
Countless dogs—countless tall, crude, smelly (objectively speaking, this was personal cat prejudice) dogs—surrounded him. Every single one was more savage than he had ever heard.
Amidst his fear, Xiao Bu felt a faint sense of pity—would Sanhua have to live with these crude dog relatives from now on?
Although Sanhua hadn’t spent much time with him, she had long ago figured out this young master’s thoughts. From a distance, she knew exactly what he was muttering: “Go away,” “Stinky dog,” “Stay away from me,” “Don’t get my new suit dirty!”
The German Shepherd felt a bit awkward and defended his colleagues: “They aren’t usually like this.”
“Isn’t this good?” Sanhua asked, puzzled. “Shouldn’t a wedding be lively? I’m very happy they came to give us their sincere blessings.”
German Shepherd: “…”
Stay calm, he reminded himself. He had almost taken this as his own real wedding.
Thinking of the replaced fiancé who was probably huddled in some corner of the Woof Kingdom gnawing on a bone, the German Shepherd finally regained his composure.
The newlywed couple stood on a curved, carved balcony with a wide view of the guests. The German Shepherd’s upright ears were fitted with miniature earpieces, through which the Director’s orders came:
“Attention, all units report in.”
“Position One, all clear.”
“Position Two, no sign of Mouseros.”
“Air support, no problem.”
“…” The German Shepherd couldn’t help but ask, “The city center is a restricted flight zone. Is it necessary to have air support?”
Night Owl, the great lawyer, stood arrogantly on one leg atop the highest peak of the villa’s roof. He snorted coldly, “Are you teaching me how to do my job?”
“Mouseros has over eight thousand brothers and sisters. What if one of them is a flying squirrel?”
German Shepherd: “…”
“Young man, you must consider things from all angles.” Night Owl adjusted the feather mask on the upper half of his face and said sarcastically, “With you being so careless, how can I trust you to take care of a family in the future?”
German Shepherd: “?”
Author’s Note
Police Dogs: Paid cat sniffing, happiness!
German Shepherd: Is this NTR? …This seems a bit immoral… What is morality? …Actually, this is great.
Cousin Night Owl: My fragrant and soft cousin is being arched by a dog. My heart is heavy.