She lived in a white house.

From the enormous kindness of the mother, the protein quickly gained weight. On the balcony, she lay in a valley (the valley along was cut off and as a bed for her) and categorically refused to run or other activities associated with physical effort.



At the instruction of her father, she was sent on a strict diet. After a while, the father woke up from the knock, went into the kitchen and heard a whisper in the tub. And there is a protein, breaking a net with knots. The hungry creature learnt to open the door of the cellar. They hid.

Then, a week later, the family woke up from the noise in the kitchen. White was in a pot with a mango. The father decided that the children forgot to close the covers (we were 10-12 years old then).

The next day she swallowed the cocklets from the bowl, but it was also closed with a lid. The father decided to watch how the blanket removes the lid.



He has been sitting in the assembly for several hours and then slowly crawls the protein down the floor, such a muggy behemot, goes to the table, the same slowly, chooses the goal. At that moment, it turned out to be a chain with a plow, goes back, runs and beats the chain with a towel, the lid does not fly, it is again pushed up and with a precise blow of the head right into the holder on the lid opens access to the night banquet.

So we realized that protein for food is ready for everything!