I like the memes about Natasha and the cats that are posted here on the site. It’s a joke for you, but it’s everyday reality for me. Now we have four cats and a cat: Basya, Zosia, Frosya, Lisa and Lexus. Yes to Lexus. We can afford it.) And not because we are collecting a collection of rare pests as it might seem. Our house in the village is far from the road. And the good people who throw the furious happiness under the door always start with us. I arranged gifts for relatives, friends, acquaintances and neighbors. Not everyone is able to distribute. These seem to be here forever. The list is always open.

It is impossible to leave such a farm for a long time. They are banal to no one to leave. Therefore, the seas and overseas are not suitable for us in principle. It did not hurt and I wanted. We have spent the last few years on vacation at the lake in the neighboring area. We take the whole band with us. We are fishing, they are safari.

At first I was afraid that someone might be lost. In any case, I bought and wore all the addresses. The fears were futile. The cats quickly mastered, explored the surroundings. They are not far from the camp. During the day they are not seen at all: who sleeps where. In the evening, the mafia gets out of their shelters. You need to have time to do a bunch of things: to break the kitchen in search of tastes, to smash dead mice, to hold a competition - who will climb higher on the pine and louder from there. You can even go out to pop up neighbors if someone is risky to stand next to us. And everyone considers it their duty several times a night to come to us in the tent, to dive into the masters, to make sure that the feeders are in place. I’m here, don’t worry, sleep peacefully. And at dawn they are filled in the tent with all the scorpion. You open your eyes, and your mouths are over you.
Natasha, are you sleeping? Natasha, get up, we want to eat!
I am not Natasha at all. But who cares.