My cat yesterday fell from the balcony from the 4th floor, took him to the hospital, took me 600 rubles for everything. Yesterday he fell again, again the hospital, the confusion of the doctors plus my flat joke "the parachute did not open again" plus 600 re on everything about everything. Today this fox has fallen again, (maybe he thought leming?)
YYY: Can I tie it? and :)
I’ll go over the neck to think next time. :) It turned out that the neighbor on the balcony had a leak (I mean the cat), so he was the terrorist wanted to get to her. The result: three extractions of the limbs, six injections in three days and nowhere two rubles of money accumulated on the eye.