A familiar doctor told me...

When he was working in Susuman, a small village in the Magadan region, a man aged forty years after the operation, judging by the face - a big lover of drinking, entered the resuscitation. On the first day of his stay in the department, he told the staff that he was very concerned about the cat, which walked around the chamber.

“Alcoholic psychosis” – judged doctors. The man was tied to the bed, placed catheters, began to drop. But the “psycho” didn’t go by. The man said that the cat is grinding and he begins to be afraid of her.

The doses of drugs prescribed to the man increased, but the manifestations of "psychosis" increased. A man with a frightened face and shaking hands assured the doctors that a loud cries of kittens had been added to the cat’s whisper. Esculaps changed the drugs prescribed to him to more serious, but the unfortunate "psychosis" did not want to yield even to enhanced therapy.

It is not known how this whole case would have ended if, during the next general cleaning, the sanitary did not find to her great surprise under the bed a sufferer.