Recently picked up on the street teen kitten, very tender and unassuming, apparently educated children. They called Shaitan. To his new name, he was not used, however, it responds to any: Kitten, Fluffy, or go here.
If only we stroked. Recently son shows me how he made out of paper airplane. I praise him: fellow, What have you done? Liner?
Cat with meow takes off and jumps on my lap. In the eyes of the cat is clearly read: Mom, you called me?..