A few days ago my neighbor was leaving the city. He has two cats, and before leaving one was gone. He left, but asked me to find his cat and not let the poor girl die of hunger. So, yesterday I found it. She was so unhappy and upset that I had to take her to my house. Then it turned out that she would sleep in my bed. Then, it turned out that she was lonely in bed, and would console her only if she was allowed to sleep on my pillow. I had to wash it, God knows, on what garbage she disappeared all these days. And today, about happiness, the cat agreed to eat ground beef.
It seems to me that cats are created so cute that people do not notice - in fact, we live with the offspring of hell