A friend from Peter Sergey Dedinsky told about his adventure.
So from his words.

After training, I walked in a hurry along Maratha Street, obediently stopped at the lighthouse and suddenly heard someone shout desperately: Phila! by Phil! Filed to!
A girl with an orphaned leash approached rapidly from the side of the Young Spectator Theatre Park:
Did you see that there was no small tax here? Here’s one, – demonstrating the size of the pet with the big and pointing fingers, she asked.
“No,” I answered honestly, “and we ran together.
- And what happened, - a man joined us on the march, - who are they stealing?
- We pursue a taxi, - I say, - this is one, - and I show with my fingers which one.
Are there signs? He asks, what habits, what characteristics. Is it on your left foot?
“R does not speak,” I answered, “the most harmful, the legs short, the character calm, but unbalanced.
“Of course,” said the man, “my aunt, one in one, we’ll find. Those fucking people are not lost. Who is owner?
I stood on the side of the girl.
“Calm,” she said, “Madame, how do we call it?
Phil answered the girl.
Very pleasant to me, Nicholas. You run in the street, and I will run into the courtyard. I know all the gardens here.
We run on, the girl screams, I look at the sides, the man is studying the hole.
Suddenly from an oracle:
I found! It is crazy, shit! Fuck, you bit me.
And comes out of the darkness of the courtyard with a hairy cat in his hands.
“Here,” he said, “I found it in the laundry and ate dinner.
First of all, it is not a tax. Second, it’s not a dog at all, it’s a cat.
"I see myself," he replies, "that the cat, there was not seen, I hear somebody whisper, and I caught it. I’ll keep it for myself, even if it’s not a tax, and it’s not worse.
They continued running.
The girl asks all the passers about the subject of a taxi, someone answers that she has not met, someone points forward with her hand, there, she said, went.
- You hear, - asks the man, - maybe she ran into the store, a hundred meters later "Red and White" will be, I have a discount there, let's go?
“Then,” I say, “you have to find it first, the girl won’t survive.
And this is how we run, the girl in front, we and the man and the cat just behind, we breathe loudly, but try not to lag behind.
Suddenly the man stops, breathes and says:
- I remembered, there from the drainage pipe, two hundred meters back, just in the direction of the store, someone's ass rolled with a tail, but I didn't give any importance at first.
We shouted the girl and ran back. And exactly the pipe, and from it the back of the taxi rolls, as I did not notice it, I will not mind.
The girl grabbed this part right behind the tail and pulled it out. Phila seemed dissatisfied at first that they were taken away from the matter, but then she even rejoiced and began to lick the mistress. Clearly tears, hugs, thanks, vows, that never again.
- You hear, - says Nikolai, when the girl left, - I do not repeat twice, but once again I pay attention to the fact that the store to ten is functioning, go cat wash. I am catering. Do you have money?
Go, I agree, the cat is sacred.
Today, in the center of St. Petersburg, this heartbreaking story took place, which ended as all the stories that take place in the world’s most good and responsive city should end.