One day my mom picked up a cat on the street. It was small but smart. It was only on the street. There is no street in the apartment, but there are many flower pots, and there are flowers and land.
Once again I hear the cry of Mamma: "She’s back in the geran nasrallahaa!!And " what to do? They removed all the flowers and left the cactus. in the cactus to grind uncomfortable (stitch, infection). The cat was not confused. She sprinkled the earth from a pot on a window and successfully struck it next to the cactus.