In the evening we got ready to go. Now it’s completely home. Another day on your own sofa and the vacation will be over. All day long, Skisy showed us what he did on vacation. We were swinging. See how to hunt. Bubble gave a master class on mice, Skizon thought and chose a mole. And what? The object is smaller, besides it can fly. Go get this!! This is not at all the same as a stupid mouse! And when the children came, we hunted uncle Shasha)) But nevertheless, the evening came … We settled on the terrace.
“Maybe it’s time to tell him already?” Grandma whispered, squinting at the cat.
“Murur?!” Skeezy inquired as he sped past.
— Nothing, nothing! I quickly responded. — Shhhh! Later!
When the bowl disappeared from the corridor, Skizi began to suspect something …
“Ururu?!” He rushed over to me, demanding an answer.
— Go to Sasha!
“Murururrrr?!
«Skeezy, let’s have a serious talk.» — Sasha decided. — Today we are going home.
The cat looked incredulously at me, at my grandmother, again at me, and rushed into the house screaming.
«Skeezy, come back!» There’s a scratching post waiting for you! Sasha called after him.
So-so argument. The cat rushed into the house, probably to check things. Not only the bowls were gone, but also the tray. The cat, screaming loudly, flew out of the house, galloped along the terrace, stepping on my foot, and disappeared into the darkness. It started to rain…
Three, damn it, three hours we rode in the dark in the rain, trying to lure the cat out from under the house. At twelve o’clock in the morning we finally closed the car door behind him. And now for five hours in a row he has been harping obscene songs and demands to return him back! It is worth slowing down or, conversely, increasing speed, as the cat raises its tone.
He shuts up for a very short time. When rummaging in his tray. He doesn’t just drive there. He travels like a sheikh. Pot, box, carrier, toys. The first he actively used. Either from nerves, or from harm. Or maybe it’s a cunning plan? Poison us and run back to the swing?! In general, it’s raining outside, my head is stupefied with screams, it’s still an hour to get home, and the cat doesn’t promise that it will be easier there))
