Communicate with furry animals without any barriers, and take the farm to the next level

Chapter 279 Cat Food
When Josh got home that evening, he gave Askan a beautifully packaged box of dried butter persimmons as a thank you for his help.

She didn't have time to think about it anymore; after finishing dinner, she started pondering the recipe for making cat food.

Cats are carnivores, unlike the lop-eared wolves and star-moon bears on the farm, which eat everything and enjoy it immensely.

But Gourcats are different; they have higher requirements for food.

She looked out the window; it was getting late, and it wasn't a good time to ask Starbear for help. She would have to wait until tomorrow.

Bird eggs, bird breast meat, deer leg meat or other animal meat, dried fish fillets, plus some attribute fruits available in the farm's warehouse...

Josh wrote everything down in his notebook.

Cat food made this way should meet the basic nutritional needs of cats. As for the trace elements that need to be supplemented, they can get them by themselves by catching mice, rabbits, and even birds, so there is no need to worry too much.

With this thought, Josh felt much relieved. The only thing she needed to worry about was whether the kittens would like the food. She would have to find time tomorrow to invite the two kittens to be cat food tasters so that she could adjust the flavor if they didn't like it.

It's not that Josh is biased or anything, but these Gurkha cats are different from the magical beasts on the farm. They don't have a stable food source, and the few mice that they frighten and run around in are not enough to meet their long-term food needs.

The magical beasts on the farm can usually find their own food, whether it's the dense, shimmering forest or Josh's occasional feeding, which ensures they have enough to eat.

The Gurcats won't fare as well. Once they stay in the commercial district for a while, and the scent of the cat monsters permeates the entire area, the rats will become fewer and fewer. It's questionable whether the rats that can still fill their stomachs now will even be able to smell the rats then.

So Josh has to prepare cat food for them.

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The next day, Josh got up very early; she couldn't sleep a minute longer because she had something on her mind.

After washing up with plenty of energy, Josh rubbed the fluffy pink-feathered pelican. Much of its down had fallen out, and thick new feathers were already sprouting, but it still looked just as adorable.

"Little Pink Ball, could you help me find the Star Moon Bear? I want you to tell them that I need some deer leg meat or other thick cuts of meat today, and ask them to hunt for me, okay?"

The pink-feathered pelican, still groggy from just waking up, nodded, then wobbled into the sky, almost falling back to the ground.

Fortunately, it woke up a bit from its dream, and after flapping its wings, it continued towards the direction of the Star-Moon Bear.

Alright, then she started preparing the other materials: bird eggs and bird breast meat, which were already in the large freezer, so there was no need to trouble the other elves.

First, prepare everything you have at home, and while you're at it, have a passing brown-headed crow vulture use its wind blades to cut it into pieces.

It was a little anxious, and its wind blades were also eager, cutting everything to pieces in no time. It hadn't gone to the construction site yesterday afternoon and had missed the new magical beast laborers on the farm. What a pity! Now it couldn't wait to go and see them.

Seeing its anxious state, Josh found it amusing and casually sliced ​​it up to let it fly away, so as not to see it getting impatient.

Josh, who was all set up and waiting for news from Starbear, suddenly remembered something.

I patted Big Head's butt and told it to bring two Gurkha cats to the farm to try the cat food.

They had met yesterday and were relatively familiar with each other, so the Gurkha cats would believe that Da Tou was there and would follow him.

After waiting a while, Big Head didn't return with the Gurkha cats, but the Star Moon Bear and Pink Feather Pelicans did return from their hunt. Little Pink Ball flew faster and arrived before them.

Josh didn't give Little Pink Ball any special instructions in the morning, but it unexpectedly brought back a bag full of fish for Josh.

It grew bigger and bigger, and the pouch under its mouth could hold more and more things.

This time, I brought back a whole bag full of fish and water, like a plastic bag.

Seeing its nearly transparent sac bulging with water, Josh quickly took out a basin of water.

"Quick, quick, spit it out here." After the pink-feathered pelican opened its big mouth and spat out all the fish in its mouth, she patted the pink-feathered pelican's head with heartache.

"You don't need to bring me anything next time. Just make sure you're well-fed and don't break your pouch."

"Coo coo~" No problem, Josh isn't worried. The pink-feathered pelican shook its head, its pouch flapping loudly, as if to tell Josh that everything was fine.

"Then don't fill it with water next time. I like any fish that Little Pink Ball brings me, whether they're dead or alive." Josh had casually mentioned before that fresh fish tastes better, and Little Pink Ball remembered it. These fish that it spat out were still jumping around because they had water in them.

"Goo goo~" The little pink ball casually agreed, but in its heart it was still thinking about bringing Josh even fresher and tastier little fish next time.

Today, Josh is going to make some kind of cat food. He specially caught a big fish with lots of meat, making it easier for Josh to prepare. However, it doesn't taste as good as other fish.

Just as I finished speaking with Little Pink Ball, the Star Moon Bear mother and her cub, along with the Ring-tailed Fire Bear, came running over.

"Snoring~" Josh~ The mother and son called out to her in unison.

Josh greeted them with a smile, rubbing their heads one by one. The two Star Moon Bears had thick fur that was a bit prickly to the touch. They obediently lay down in front of Josh, their fur flowing down their backs and feeling quite smooth to the touch.

Josh, the ring-tailed fire bear, didn't ignore it either, picking it up and giving it a good rub. As an unofficial member of the farm, it didn't consider itself an outsider. If Josh didn't hug it, it could cry all day (exaggerated version).

They brought Josh a sturdy stag, an ordinary wild beast containing elemental energy. It has no intelligence, but its meat contains a small amount of elemental energy, making it suitable as fodder.

The stag was split in two by them, and the big star and the little star each dragged a part of it to Josh.

Oops, I forgot to mention, it's divided into three. Josh looked at the ring-tailed fire bear jumping around and waving something at her, and upon closer inspection, it was also dragging a piece of meat.

"Oh, I'm sorry, did the three of you bring this to me together? I forgot about you, sorry little fire bear." Josh said with a smile, while reaching out to take the piece of venison from the ring-tailed fire bear.

"Snoring~" This is the result of our three bears hunting together! Little Star emphasized.

In order to uphold its younger brother's dignity, it had to emphasize this issue to Josh.

"Okay, I understand." Josh nodded, suppressing a laugh.

The elk are quite large, so Josh only needs to cut out the thickest parts of the meat for feed, and leave the rest for them to eat themselves.

The fresh venison attracted the pink-feathered pelicans nearby.

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