I had a neighbor — a charming grandfather, intelligent, good-hearted, non-drinking, probably therefore good-hearted. And he had an old friend, they fought together. Also the grandfather is funny, intelligent, really cynical and sinister, also non-drinking, probably therefore - cynical and sinister.
And my neighbor, Ivan Palych, or simply Palych, terribly adored animals of all kinds. And the hamsters with white rats at his house lived and two dogs, old already, they left the house and with him almost did not go out, and the homeless poor - all kinds of dogs and cats and birds, he always fed, and it was necessary - so he treated at his own expense.
And somehow, a front friend of our Palic drew him a cat. Very very small. He said - found, to give up - so it will end up, sorry. I knew that the palic, a good soul, would not throw out the cat.
He didn’t throw the thumb. Asked the neighbors, the acquaintances, could not build anywhere, and left for himself.
The cat grew up, a funny face, neighbors loved it - his painful color was unusual and his ears were huge. Everyone cuddled when grandfather and cat walked out. Grandpa with a stick, and on the shoulder like glued, cat, the eyes are half-closed, only the ears are healthy - here and there, like locators.
And was walking, next to the Palic. The tail of the pipe is important. And only Palych knocks on his shoulder and squeezes slightly - the cat immediately ran a little and jumped his grandfather on his shoulder! When he was small, he had to sit down, and as the cat grew up, there was no need - a bird flew on his shoulder.
Time passed and the cat grew. We told Palic in a joke, that a friend of your front has swallowed you - brought a tiger, now it will grow up and you, Palic will eat!
Laughing and laughing, and the cat mulled out, oh, what a joke! The differences from ordinary cats became visible not when we weighed him for interest and it turned out he, an elephant, weighed 16 kilograms, and not when he jumped straight from his grandfather's shoulder, kicked out the deceitful dogs who thought to snatch the cat. And even not when jumping on the shoulders of grandfather, he often beat him out of balance and they bowed forward, the good grandfather was old though, but sports, never injury happened.
The differences became visible when in the evening at Sberkassa, at Palic, the lovers went to live up with the pension of the elderly and the elderly.
The car went behind the stool. From there he jumped. The lover of tomb and retirement money never realized that he was stuck in his neck, trying to stifle, while the back legs of this thing, huge captures instantly scattered his leather jacket, craftsman and stuck to the ribs.
The goat spoke so that not only his followers, but everyone in general, fled in horror. He was also in the ambulance. Oral until the doctor, in the process of dealing with the situation, promised him, if he did not shut down, to sleep him, but not for a while, but forever. The anesthetic colt, sister (silent so, only few heard), prohibited.
The next morning, the cat came to sleep. We gathered all around and wanted to defend the hero. But the wounded Palic came out, brought out a wreck. There was clearly a cat's body. gave to veterinarians. It turned out that the goat broke our heroic cat, the goat brought it home, and the cat died there.
The doctors looked at the package and left. They submerged and left... And Palych left the same evening for the country and returned in October.
That is all.
Unless I add about non-drinking cynics. About the cunning, non-drinking cynics. Late in the night, the day I was attacked, I was smoking at the entrance. And here, the front friend of Palic is by my side, with a package wrapped up, in the entrance - a shaft.
And in October, the Plych from Dacia came. We immediately noticed it – it came back! And whoever did not recognize him - the grandfather goes with a rod, and on his shoulders lies a huge cat of incomprehensible color...