We were with the family on the market (we trade milk) and we always park in the market near one acquaintance on a minibus.
Well spring, all the work, April. The market cats have got cats and they decided to base for some reason near us.
A couple of hours later, I began to hear just a wild cat cuddling from underneath the car of a friend. I look at the car, not there. I look down, not there. I think a man may have taken a cat into the salon. I ask, he says he doesn’t need a cat and I invented it all. I insist because the sound is now clearly either from the cabin or from underneath the hood.
He broke it and here he opens the cap. There, next to the battery, a mom-cat and her small kitten were comfortable, which is sprinkled like a sliced.
Mat, cats in a specially prepared cardboard box for them.
Laughed and went. I come back in half an hour and I hear the whisper again. The neighbor’s car. I tell him, but we decide to unload them to the end of the market so as not to move.
But that is not all!
After a while, the mole is heard from underneath our hat! Reno-Logan is worth protecting! And I open the cap and really there, on our paths and slanges, the kitten is using!!! to
You believe in rebirth.
100%, in a past life this cat was a cowboy.