The former classmate is a heart-hearted, deeply religious lady. In parallel with the main work of the accountant, she was engaged in the arrangement of the homeless animal in families (+preparations, +treatment and sterilization of all and all at her own expense). And street houses were dragged and taken from all sorts of shelters. I don't know how her "hobby" was tolerated by her neighbors, but her boyfriend was clearly not delighted with the ever-changing morder of cats and dogs. How clearly? A demonstrable case. One day I sit at their guests, drink tea, look at the open window and ask, “I understand that the second floor is not dangerous... But you are not afraid that someone in your room will jump out the window?”
The boy of classmates, melancholy: "If it were. I have a suspicion that they are just jumping at us..."