— Skizi! — Sashka sighed. We need to have a serious talk!
— Ururu? — The cat even stopped chewing. Bad sign.
— We fed you, and now we’re going for a walk! — Sashka said decisively, and added. — But we’ll be back soon!
-Not before morning. — I explained.
— Urururu? — The cat became interested, and with its hind paw pushed a bowl of half-eaten canned food.
-No Ururu! — I immediately cut down. — No parties, no mess! We’ll be there in the morning. To be in order! And don’t forget! We have guests!!
— Uruuuuu .- The cat hummed offended, but it seems that he agreed, you can’t shock the guests.
I never liked watching bridges being drawn from the river. It’s like standing in a huge traffic jam, only on the water. It is quite another thing to race by car from bridge to bridge. But the guests wished, and we chose something suitable for everyone. The ship, on which they play the saxophone live. It really wasn’t bad. There was a saxophone, they played it from time to time, though it started to rain, and I had to run upstairs to watch the bridges draw up. But it was still magical
We got home late, or rather early. Leaving a cat alone at an inopportune time is always a big risk.
-Let’s return to the utter ruin, not otherwise. We sighed.
— Yes, you all talk! Such a cute cat! — The guests were indignant.
-Oh well!
Nobody met us at home. I quickly ran around the apartment. At first glance, everything is in order. Skizi did not even want to get up, he slept, lounging on the bed in the pose of a star. It was unexpected))
We quickly washed up, wished each other good night and went to bed. The guests could not lie down for a long time. The cat did not want to move, and when it was moved, it stubbornly climbed back. Shouted thieves’ songs and demanded immunity. Sasha could not stand this fuss. He took the cat under his arm and brought it to us. Skizi was kind of suspicious. Sluggish, sleepy, but stubborn. Where they put him, he lay there, not even moving. But it’s just not possible to budge! As if he weighs not eight, but all twenty kilos.
-What’s wrong with the cat? The cat was really not himself. I got worried.
She took him in her arms, and her head hung limply. He also stuck out his tongue.
— Myayauu urrruuu mururuuuu uuuu. — The cat howled strangely.
Actually, if he were human, I’d think he was drunk. But… I was tormented by vague doubts. I had to get up and look around the apartment again. This is where the candy wrappers were found)) Most recently, I was presented with sweets in the form of bottles, with fillings from various alcohols. The sweets were in a bag that lay on the topmost shelf of the upper kitchen cabinets, and which was now gnawed off one side. Here is my miscalculation. I wanted to hide it farther and higher, but only made it easier for the cat. If you act from above, it’s quite easy to get …
— Yes, he got drunk! — I was indignant. Went through the wrappers. — And he prefers rum!!
Disdain liquor and vodka!
— Cat? — Sasha lifted the cat in his arms.
-Mryayaya.- He held out.
-Crap.
To be honest, this is the first time I’ve been in this situation. When I typed in Google what to do if your cat is an alcoholic, I didn’t believe myself! While we were deciding whether to do something, or just let him sleep, the cat already decided that he had slept enough. He staggered to the bathroom. Apparently, he decided that it was still too early and lay down right in the filler.
— Oh, you’re drunk! — Sashka sighed.
— Ururuu. — The cat sang good-naturedly and wanted to lick him on the cheek.
— Well, horror!
— Ururu ?! — The cat started up and climbed into the toilet.
I had to catch. They gave me water in a basin. Grumbled, but drank. Almost fell into it, but drank it all. Then he sat in the tray, grumbling unhappily. And when enough filler stuck to the wet wool, he went to bed. Where else.
Upon awakening, a hungry and guilty cat was waiting for us. I wanted to swear, but Sasha forbade it. But the guests laughed.
The cat has been hiding in the hatch under the bathtub all day. The guys put a bowl of water in there for him. And I’m wondering if this has something to do with growing up?
PS Skizi quickly recovered and now looks completely healthy. The truth is a little nervous when we start laughing)))
