For a long time I didn`t want to have any pets at all. It can be explained with the fact that all my childhood was spent in the “pets’ corner”. My mother worked in “Durov`s corner” for some time. A lot of different animals lived in our house. They were for example, an owl, grass-snakes, a hedgehog, a fox, mice, rats, a lot of different small birds, a monkey. Of course, they were not all at once, in order of precedency that was made by the long arm of coincidence. The grass-snake was caught by me, for example, at school`s checkroom, at groopmate`s boot. You can guess, I don`t mention cats and dogs, these pets were in our house always, and always from the street.
That was long. Very. Elena is a brooder; she sent me photos every week. I observed how the kittens were growing up and tried to make a choice. In vain. Our pets choose us themselves. So I have suffered these 3 months through, completely have lost the ability to sleep and talk on any other topics accept cats, I bought tickets and flew to Ufa.
My Dasti, a blue kitten, told me at once that it is mine. It was simple. But I thought self-confidently that the cat would be sable for sure and that's it. How tender she is! "Butting”)) in the meaning that it likes to butt with its forehead against my forehead)) it likes to place belly for patting, likes to purr in my face, likes to sleep on my pillow to feel my breath. Likes to steal some milk from feeding Varvara, likes to chack the useful vitamins - that is great, because I need to beat them small for Varvara.
Everybody loves it in the house. It is like hot cakes. The children are the first in line. No, I deceived, I'M the first in line. Then Varvara, it believes it its child.)) Varvara is our first favourite cat, Dasti is the second, and as it is “newer” than Varya, we squeeze it more often.)) Oh, I wrote the lie again, my son said we don't squeeze it more than Varya. The same!
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