I add :

"None of my tails had chewed the mushura, apparently not like the shrinkage of the foil. But with different bumps and bumps, if they suddenly get into soft legs, the young man plays and is trying to bite them all the time.
Z is. Rain in the house is prohibited from the moment the first cat appears.

Today came the trouble from which we did not expect. The cat went up or down to a new level of foolishness and began to eat myshura, and for some reason only green.
I removed the mystery, for the case.
As a result, there is almost a naked dull tree, under it lies a very evil cat after washing the stomach. Installation on the theme of NG in the spirit of dark grotesque.