Damn, did not endure, took the cat to the veterinarian, because he fell down - he walks, climbs on every soft toy, even to his wife began to fit - he throws on the coat, no, in nature, it is unpleasant, you go to bed, and he holds a plush mouse in front of you, upset. In short, brought home for lunch, Koshara more or less drowned from anesthesia, but the back legs are still on the side, released him from the cage, so what does this jabar-terrorist first??? blatant, catches the mouse with the teeth for the scratch, adjusts something (the legs are still shaking) and let him chart... Then sat down, looked at me with a triumphant look, said, hid, right? And I started licking out the place where once there were eggs...I was in the aquarium.