I don’t know how anyone, but in my opinion, cherries are the best thing on earth. This is the food of the gods. It’s…it’s…there are no words. Pure delight))) Cherries … MMM. I have tangerines on the same pedestal)) but I never compare them. I eat one in the winter, the other in the summer. Sweet cherry is definitely not something I am ready to share. I will follow Sasha even to hell itself, but … There is a limit to everything! No, I share. But in the proportion of 90 to 10. And then I still drag half from his bowl anyway. And I’m definitely not ready to share cherries with a cat!
Therefore, at home and war (((
— Go away! — I whined, covering a bowl filled to the brim with cherries.
— He will only look and will not touch anything! — Sashka convinced me.
“Uuruuu?” The cat was perplexed. Why is the hostess so nervous? Why can’t you look into the bowl?!
— Let me see yours!
Sashka placed a bowl in front of the cat, at the bottom of which lay forlornly a dozen berries. Although I was ashamed, I took the berry.
— Hey! These are my!! You have your own plate! And so, how much I regretted it!
“Mine is over!” I stated confidently.
— Yes, it spills over the edges!
I checked. One actually escaped. She quickly ate the refugee and covered the bowl with her hands again.
— It’s over!
— Well, okay! Cat! Let’s go!!
Sasha took the cat under his arm and retired to the sofa.
“Here, let her eat her own cherries there!”
“Urururu!” the cat agreed, peering into the bowl.
I sighed, but the taste of cherries instantly lifted my spirits.
“Actually, it doesn’t taste very good!”
— Ururu! — The cat agreed, sniffing the berry offered by Sasha.
I choked on such treachery, but I could not say anything, because my mouth was busy. So I threw a towel at them.
— Ah well?! Cat!! This is a war!!! — Sashka yelled, and threw a thought at me.
I put down the plate and the war began! Sasha and the cat threw thoughts at me, I threw them back. Twice the bowl nearly fell over. I squealed and the men giggled.
— Fight!!! To capture the sweet cherry !!! — Sasha ordered, and he and the cat rushed at me.
I grabbed the bowl, thrashed about in a panic, and stuck it in the dishwasher. Why go there? She would like to know. Simply, the door was open. I was just choosing a program when Sasha brought cherries. And I forgot about everything. But now she slammed the door and closed herself.
— Only over my dead body!!
While Sasha and I fought, laughed and lay on the floor (yes, I know that we are over thirty!))))), the cat behaved like an adult. That’s who I didn’t expect! He sat by the dishwasher and yelled. Even, damn it, the cat realized that something went wrong! It didn’t take long for me to realize that the machine was on. Because I got out of Sasha’s grip like a snake and the fight was already at the sofa, for his berries. I managed to grab and put my heels in my mouth at once, no less. Sasha began to tickle me, but I heroically endured. How much could. Then we cleaned up, wiping the crushed berries off the floor. Then they laughed and ate Sashka’s cherries, because he doesn’t feel sorry for me. And only then did they realize that the cat was yelling monotonously. And then I heard the noise of the dishwasher … It seems that I learned teleportation! In a matter of seconds, I was at the door … But, too late, of course. Berries softened, flowed, and worst of all, probably bathed in detergent. While Sasha threw out the berries, I lamented, and the cat was indignantly indignant. Well, yes, yes, he did! But in general, he could get it himself, since he is so smart! But no, of course, he has paws! Ehhh
Therefore, he was given one ponytail!
