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The cat was squeezed!!!! The smell of a gas bubble cuts the eyes. Poor Kichyushchev ran home and seized the entire apartment instantly. Mark ran and drove him out on the street and we rushed on a motorcycle to the clinic because the car would crash. The cat in the towel, between me and Mark at a speed of 150 km/h, rattles and smells. The temperature on the street was about 15 degrees, I was stunned like never before.
This is an adventure :)