Send by Nikolay Alexandrov avtoshop@co.ru |
This history happened in the gray June evening. Rainy and drizzle in the street, stuffiness in the underground, nasty on soul - I has sworn this morning with my mother-in-law and my legs did not carry me home.
In underground transition at a wall stands a guy in thousand time washed cowboy shirt. In his hands there was a box from candy. From there it was heard many voiced squeak: Meeaowww...Meeaoww... . Probably because my legs did not carry me home, for spend some time, I came nearer to the guy.
Six recently born, hardly begun to see clearly, brothers and sisters - breed unique: courtyard-back-fence. A five of them - stripped, tails in the sky. One little lump - gray, weakest, unfortunate, trampled down.
- Sell? - Have I asked the guy from nothing to do - being not going to get any squeakier with little tail. 