There was a woman living in our house, the owner of a black cat.

and Vasco. Once upon a time this woman was there for some personal circumstances.

I worked in a store in our own house.

Vaska was a free-loving cat, walked where he wanted, also went to the store.

Periodically, you will have to eat something delicious. and,

Naturally, when his mistress of the store resigned, Vasily did not visit.

and stopped. Whoever refuses to eat excessive snacks, the more the cat is at home.

Mostly only came overnight.

The employees of the store Vasku loved, always served delicious yes

and fresh. After a while, I began to pay attention to

Some strange things:

“Mash, I think Vaska has become a bit less.

It was bigger yesterday.

Something I do not understand.

The question was solved by the loader (probably in the shower a young naturalist):

Why do you call the cat Vasco?

It turned out that Vasily, as a true gentleman, sometimes invited his

The girlfriend went into the grocery with delicious and healthy food instead of him. And if s

The size of the women he did not guess (or for technical reasons

"one-size" could not find a girlfriend with him), then with fat fell into the

10 always: only coal-black, without any stains and

by Pet.

By the way, when the deceit is uncovered, I will still give the hearts to eat no food.

They stopped. They understood the situation.