I found in the refrigerator the remains of a roasted lamb, too little to heat. I decided to squeeze inside the butterfly, removing the butterfly, mm... In the process of making the butterfly, the cat fell a couple of pieces, but he obviously wants more.
Here I decided that something was missing, cut tomato eggs, scattered the edges carefully. I went out for the cup. I return - the cat on the table (which is strictly forbidden to him), the eyes are square, the cheek, gently speaking, squeezed and a little sad. Well, this is incomprehensible to the mind - it lies butter with fruits and smells of meat!! to

He didn’t even run away, hoping to get to him. has not arrived. had to. Explain and share with this puppy.

Cheshire Manul of Schrödinger