Hi! I have got a cat. It is very clever, understanding and clever. It is very dear to me because my mother gave it to me for my 10th birthday. One morning when I woke up and had breakfast, the cat was not with me, but mostly always sat with me. And I started looking for my cat. And I realized that it was gone! It was gone for a month, the second. I knew that it needed me and was waiting. I started pasting pieces of paper in the streets and waited. I was just waiting! I was so sad that I didn't even want to eat. And then they called me on the phone and said that they found such a cat with a collar only it was injured. The flayers wanted to kill, but he managed to escape. The cat began to undergo surgery. The second hour passed and the doctor came out and said that the operation was successful.
