The cat stumbled, the bullet hit. We decided with his wife to abuse him, read in the inlet that it is necessary to put a bowl with a meal there for him, saying "cats are so purely loving, they never go to the toilet where they eat." In the evening, they put a bowl in the corner where he was sown, fed him there, we wake up in the morning, and the bowl is in the lawn, decided not to clean, they stormed there, I went to work, my wife (J) writes:
10:18 - I think we have a cat from Chelyabinsk
10:19 - Did he eat it all?
He not only ate, he also laughed.
c) Almost in the box
(J) - (X_x)