decided to share. There is a cat, there is a donation from parents. There is vacation.

In the summer, my parents went on a trip, and my cat and I decided to stay in the country for a week or two.

The cat in the country for the first time, at first a little escaped from the diversity of the universe, but in the first evening brought a mouse. and live. and scared.
and unharmed. A scar on the tail, but apparently old.

Even before the domestic rats kept the love of tail rodents available.
The cat told the animal instincts to control, the mouse gave a piece of bread and let go. Everything seems to have collapsed. but.

Tomorrow evening, the cat appears with the same – seen on the tail – mouse. He gave me a little cheese, but I couldn’t. The mouse escaped.

This story repeated every night. The cat brings the same mouse, it is fed, it runs away.

Then the vacation ended, my cat and I left. I hope the mouse is fine.