The crazy cat!
I went to my grandmother at night.
I came back in the morning, he spoke for a long time, he heard from me an unprinted text that he was a female dog and rebuked all the children, jumped into the fortress and, apparently from fatigue, fell between the frames.
He fell and walked - terrible and cold.
I get up to take him – he gets down, because his ass hears that he will get it now in full.
I go to bed - begins to cry out of horror: living between frames is never an option.
And cannot get out.
I have already closed the windows.
Nafig...
It will be necessary to put plastic, let it, like all people, walk through the door...