Once upon a time there was a cat. Big such, beautiful. It had a hostess and the little son of the hostess, she, by the way, gently loved the last and even never scratched. The cat slept where it is necessary, more precisely where it will want, but was at her and the official place – there she escaped from irrepressible adoration of the little owner. He, as well as all children, sacredly followed the rule "I in a Lodge". And lived kosh freely in the lodge, and a thicket to all apartment until in this apartment in one wonderful morning there was others and terrible smell, and behind a smell and its source – a big red puppy of a dog!
So, it was the dog
What shock felt kosh, not to describe words, all its plans for serene life in the made habitable own apartment, appear, failed at the very same time. It curved a back, became for some reason two times more and, having hardened in such pose, stood, not in forces to move. And all these so-called owners, cheerfully giggled as without worrying cat's accident.
The puppy, by the way, behaved most decently, he did not begin to giggle, and shook off and walked to smell the apartment. The truth at the same time he flew on kosh, strange, but probably at first took it for a part of an interior, so motionless it was. From surprise and shock kosh came around to the impudent person on a muzzle. The puppy jumped aside, thank God, claws were not – despite panic, the cat saw that before it the real child.
This long-long acquaintance
"Yes, baby. From me growth" - discontentedly thought kosh, examining the puppy who is pottering about below from the safe height of a master's table. It as any clever creation, watched deep into problems and that she saw there … Well, she imagined this puppy in a year so, of the size of a calf, and with horror was pressed in a table.
"As we will live," – with melancholy she questioned all in the house. But for some reason nobody supported her burdensome thoughts. The hostess, tenderly cooing, tried to bring this evil-smelling creation, a puppy, to the nose of a cat, causing in that ostolbeneny and square eyes. And the beloved little master's son in general cheerfully played on a floor, having forgotten about kosh at all. There are no words to express what dark days came at the abandoned cat poor in all forced to live and go in the own house with caution.
Thaw, or Everything only begins
However time went, and little by little kosh changed height of the dwelling, it could already pass through few weeks on a floor, but still did not suffer near itself this red creation. But she liked to observe how owners slight a puppy: comb, cut claws, wash and, about horror!, put on it a collar. Well the truth, he at the same time did not look unfortunate, but what to take from this silly creation, it only a dog!
This tail which is eternally sticking out a steering-wheel, wagging kosh irritated especially, no, well as it is possible to be happy 24 hours a day? "This weak-mindedness, not differently, can it in general long will not stretch, look, everything will return as was," – with these thoughts fluffy filled up everything on the same table. The truth it is necessary to pay tribute to these traitors owners, they had enough mind at least not to allow red to bark at a cat. Small quickly understood that it is not necessary to shout at seniors and like respect. Well though something for the first time.