A cat is a very mercantile creature, and comes to a person only in two cases: if it is cold or if it is hungry. If the cat is cold, then it settles on its knees, drizzling them abundantly with wool and periodically stinking, which apparently should depict the caviar. If the cat is hungry, she becomes across the keyboard and presents the owner with an empty ass: "You see? It is nothing!"
A cat can be breastfed, spit, thrown down, spit - it is useless. Once I even pulled out a wet towel from the package at hand and wiped out the cat's ass, unsatisfied with the hygienic state of the cat, which completely broke the cat's pattern. But to get rid of the ass in the monitor could not. It silently leaps back, and at some point you suddenly realize that instead of text you have a butt in front of your eyes again.

Volha