Probably God himself ordered to write this post. An interesting story happened with an incomprehensible ending.
I went to work on the night shift,
already got off the bus and follow the usual path. I walk through the office, then a few more buildings, rails, grasses, steppe. Suddenly I hear the car is noisy, huge, flying at full steam. I take a step to the side to let the transport pass and my white sneaker seems to be stumbling over something.
Thank God I managed to run away! I look at the road, and there is a kitten:
Lord, how small you are, how cute, gray, kitten you are! Was it through you that I almost managed to clear the way for the car?
Later, I grabbed this kitten in my arms, I examine it. Here's a selfie, I don't know about a kitten, but I was in shock.
Production machines fly, and he sits in the middle of the road, nothing at all. Only a miracle saved him ... by name I .. and if it had not stumbled?
Nearby there is a flowerbed with grass, I see a cat is sleeping there, maybe his mother, or maybe not his mother. But the cat must admit that there is some kind of instinct or something. And she lies, does not pay attention to her, this kitten, no matter how about anything. I put this guy next to her and decided to leave, but it was time for me to run to work. I go and look around, and this woolen ball came out of the grass and went back to the road.
God, what a fearless he is, I really hope that nothing will happen to him, but take with him, well, where? To work, where there are four more of the same kittens in the basement? In addition, fines have been introduced in production: in no case should animals be fed, and even more so to have them.