The Owner
I approached the window and cried because my cat has been roaming around the world for a month without me, curving the space, and I am a fool looking for him in the basement.

Her sister missed a 12-year-old cat, the whole family went searching in the streets, in the basements. not found...
A year later I suddenly saw her in the library, which was located in the same yard where my sister lives, in the apartment of a residential house. In addition, this library, as the mother of a primary school student, I went all this time properly at least once a week. It turns out, all this year our cat lived in this entrance, never going out of it, and the librarians and residents of the entrance, all these good people, fed her and called for some reason our Musa Marsi. Thank you very much, and let their cats never disappear.