It was a weekend. I went to the TC with my wife. We went to the cafe to eat, and next to it was a children’s room. In this room, between ten and a half, two real Tasmanian devils, a boy and a girl, were chasing. The first thought was, if they were with us in the cafeteria... there would be hell, pipet and guard, with victims and destruction. Almost simultaneously with this thought, a woman enters the room and... it turns out to be a devil from one mommy. Within seconds they stop, shoe, haircuts (!) calmly and quietly with her.
It can be!! Possibly!! to