My future wife has 2 animals, a cat and a cat.
Both rescued from death, picked up on the street, went out. The cat called
The cubicle. He had one leg so left curved, as it was torn out in the joint when he was picked up on the street with a 2-month-old cat with broken legs. Intelligent, gentle and beautiful. Well, and the spouse loves to joke about him sometimes, when he cries, then swings his finger into his mouth.
He is not offended.
Yesterday they went to bed, she is so sweet and she realizes that Kubik is trying to put her leg in her mouth!