From the Girls Forum:
After I drove a guy with a compop out of the bedroom into the kitchen (I couldn’t fall asleep because of tapping a key and a mouse), my cat had a strange predisposition to gain weight. The intelligence obtained by going into the kitchen at an hour, at two and three at night just cut me down.
It turns out to be a vicious animal (not a cat!) Every half hour he poured a full bowl of sacrifice into the cat, so that another insidious animal (cat!) He did not climb on his knees, on the keyboard, did not get confused in the wires of the mouse and headphones, and in no way prevented him from playing this dumb devil!