Painting in oil ... In general, I tell: my mother asked to look after the kote at the time of departure. It's worth saying, I decided to do it with difficulty, because this monster with the face of the cherub at home (at my mother's ... well, as my mother - at home)))) behaves more than a businesslike (read - brazen :)! Numerous pots of flowers fly from the windowsills (or he just sits down in these pots, thus expressing all his "love" for green). All items that are "bad" lie / stand (and especially hang), risk being dragged into an impromptu "hole", or find a new place (admittedly, until now we do not know). Yes, he has a couple of friends: Klopik (soft toy-rattle) - he wears it exclusively in the teeth (so expresses his deep love and respect for him), Myshonysh (also a rattle, but firm) - he paws his feet with his paws ... and still there was a clockwork Chicken (you wind it, and he pecks), but he took it apart for details ... In general, they brought him yesterday to us with his husband: he climbed under the closet in the corridor and is already sitting there ... banging. True, once, after all, he made a detour (in a plastic way, like shelling overhead), he woke that there were no flowers (pots), so his life without them is pain, decay, and existence is perishable and does not make sense; and again under the cupboard, making sure that this is the only really safe haven))) Take it out from there - in any way (he barely squeezed his fifth point!), a bowl of food does not interest him ... and toys too ...



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