The cat walked onto the half-deep barley (tooonean branches) and looked down complainingly. Below, at the bus stop, he was loudly regretted and tried to deceive him with a sausage with fat (schoolchildren), a freshly purchased sausage (a aunt somewhat) and a head from a whirlwind (a uncle with a beer). The cat was not surprised. Here came the bus, the whole electorate plunged there and left, leaving the submissions at the barley. The cat looked around, tears, eaten everything except the whip, and used back on a few branches.