Our guests walked until the evening. We walked along Nevsky Prospekt, looked at the Palace Square, the Winter Palace, St. Isaac’s Cathedral, the Peter and Paul Fortress. After six, they all visited Divo Island together. Of all that is there, I am terribly afraid only of slides. There is no fear of heights, so «Catapult», «Rocket» and other extreme sports do not scare me. But slides are generally beyond good and evil! A couple of years ago, my friend dragged me to ride, and also to the very first places! I almost died of fear. This is truly an invention of the devil! Now guess what the guests chose? Correctly! The biggest and scariest hill! While we stood in line for half an hour, I quietly died of fear. I went through all the stages, from denial to acceptance. It, acceptance, came at the moment when I sat down in a chair. Mentally said goodbye to the cat, and we drove off. Just think, Immelmann loop, rotation, fall… Pfft. It turns out that if you accept the inevitability of death, then nothing scares you! One hundred kilometers per hour in two seconds! Pure delight! I even managed to catch an amazing sunset! Orange-pink. Hurray, not the last in life!
We drove home on emotions. The Ferris wheel did not overshadow the hill at all, but the view from there is very beautiful. While everything was discussed, by the time we got home, we were tired. I was just glad that Natasha and I had remade the bedding in the morning. All that was left was to fall asleep.
I opened the door to the apartment and the cat, as usual, swearing, jumped out into the corridor. However, he usually does not stop, runs, almost to the elevators! And then he saw the guests and yelled harder.
— Skizi, let’s go home! — Sashka ordered and entered the apartment … There was a sheet in the hallway. I immediately cursed and rushed to the bathroom. And there is. The car was not closed. Sheet in the hallway, pillow cases in the tray, duvet cover half in the washer. I don’t remember which of us didn’t close it.
— Skizi, damnit!
— Does he always do this? — The guests were surprised.
— Is always. That is why there is not a single rug at home. Not in the bathroom, not at the door. “I just sighed.
— Mazonkin !!! — Sashka shouted, intending to scold the cat.
But the furry one caught a cold. I removed the laundry and went to look for the cat. We all went to look for the cat. But he seemed to melt away.
— Skizi, come out immediately! — Sashka demanded.
— It’s squeaking somewhere! Natasha said.
We all froze. Indeed, somewhere it squeaks … In the closet, probably! Well, damn it!! No, not in the closet…
— Where is the cat? Sasha was alarmed.
Everyone walked around the apartment again. There is not. To despair, however, did not have time. The doorbell rang. I opened it, and the first thing I saw was an offended and angry cat.
— Your cat? — Asked a neighbor.
— Our. I confessed reluctantly.
The cat purred angrily and crossed the threshold. I clearly heard in this “Thank you for at least recognizing!” Chino entered the apartment, stepping on my foot.
— So good! Sit quietly and wait!
— Thank you very much!
While I said goodbye and thanked my neighbor, the cat was already squeezed with might and main and fed three times. And he is happy to try! He screamed so plaintively, as if he had been sitting under the door all day! And of course, no one even remembered about underwear! Well, Mazonkin, damn it, get out everywhere!
