I don’t even know what’s going on in the furry head of our cat. He thinks he is the smartest. And after yesterday, not only did I become stronger in this opinion, I also believed that I was a complete fool.
On Saturday, I bought myself a miracle mop. Steam cleaner. Long licked her lips, and decided. Poor Sasha took me shopping for half a Saturday. The great journey for the mop ended late in the evening. We brought the box home, but did not open it. And then you’ll want to try it, but it’s not known how noisy it is. In the eyes of the cat, my rating plummeted. I mean, you brought the box home, but you don’t open it?!?!
The night was fun. First he ate it, then he tore it, then he got a whip, and the box went to the balcony.
— Mururu!!! Ururuuuu!! Muru!!” The cat yelled offendedly, and left. He leaned against the glass and began to sing about the hard fate and sorrowful hardships of the poor little cat, licking his lips at the box. Close, but not…
— Skizi, stop yelling !!! — Sashka hissed.
I was afraid to move. He will also remember who wished this mop!
And so they lived until the morning. The cat yelled, Sasha grumbled, we kept silence with the mop.
Everyone gathered on the balcony at six in the morning. It was impossible to sleep anymore, the cat sighed so plaintively! Sasha pulled out the box and opened it to the cat’s delight.
— Murur urur. The cat purred contentedly and climbed inside.
“Mazonkin!!” I called out.
— Urur? — In the meantime, the cat responded.
“It’s not for you!” I stated weightily.
“Urur?!?!- I mean, not for me?!?!
— Don’t be greedy! — Sasha found a bag with nozzles and gave it to the cat.
Skizi, he’s generally good. But that look… The bag was forever damned. In other matters, he quickly switched to instructions, bypassing the damn bag in a large arc .. But when the mop puffed like a small engine, he left everything and came. Steam was pouring from the floor where the miracle mop had passed.
“Ururur?!” the cat grumbled in bewilderment. He even cautiously touched the wet footprint with his paw. — Ururu.
— Cool. — I was glad. Sasha shrugged. The cat looked at me like I was crazy. He got angry and left. In the look “All night long I waited and hoped, and there IS THIS ?!”
— Oh oh oh! Go go! — I was indignant after.
The cat sat in the basin for a while, grumbled to himself about the stupid bipeds, and returned.
I spent half the day cleaning. For half a day the cat followed me on my heels. The puffing and smoking thing did not inspire confidence in him. He walked straight along the washed trail and yelled. Or looked into my eyes. With sympathy and compassion. I never even got distracted by the pate! And when the mop went to rest in the locker, he leaned against the door.
I’m thinking … How long will the unfortunate woman live in our house? This time. How to explain to a cat that you still need to get out? This is two. And how to get your rating back? It’s three.
