Cat Marysya


I can not live without my black and white, half-breed five-year-old cat Marysi. I begged her when she was a tiny kitten, at my grandmother’s. Here is how it was. Grandmother decided to get a cat and took a kitten into the house. It turned out that Marysia is a kitty. But I have not disappointed my grandmother yet so she will not give up the baby. I began to beg for a “cat”. Grandmother did not give. There was nothing for it but to tell the truth. But my grandmother had time to love a cat-cat and did not want to give it. Then I suggested to my grandmother to conclude and sign the contract: I take the kitten and for this I will go for bread every day. So Marysya became mine.

She is wonderful: she likes to wash herself, and her white fur coat after washing is whiter than fresh snow. Marisya catches mice, but for us this is important, because we live in a small one-story house with a garden. And again: three times a year she has funny kitten kids. Marisha licked them, playing with them so cheerfully and enthusiastically, as if she was not their mother, but a sister. She teaches them to catch mice. To do this, he brings a caught living mouse and arranges a hunt for it. Her children grow up with mousetraps, and we give them into good hands. And then we listen for a long time to interesting stories about Mary’s children.


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Cat Marysya