We lived next to the forest. One beautiful and quite ordinary morning, our neighbor Galina, as usual, went to work. The unusual thing was that on the way she found a frozen protein on the ground (we then never found out for what purpose she picked it up. Maybe on a necklace, maybe on a collar, or on the principle of "everything will work out in the farm"). In general, she took the white home and went to work herself. The son was already in school at that time, and the husband was returning from a business trip that day.



After a couple of hours, the chief looks into the department and tells us that Galkin's husband is calling with some strange questions, saying whether everything is okay with his wife, whether we have not noticed something strange and asks to send her home urgently.



In general, the protein was not dead, but very even alive. She warm up in the apartment and decided that she was the hostess here. And our Galia, in trouble for herself, from the morning blinked and left a note to her husband. White those blades throughout the apartment on drying and hanging. Especially stunned in the corridor on the loose horns. When the door to the apartment opened, she hid.



Now imagine your husband’s condition: he wasn’t at home for a week, he’s coming in, and there... BLINKS EVERYWHERE and a note “Dear, it’s for you!”