Cat Sadness and his adventures

We have a cat at home. His name is Pechalka or Mr. Sad in English. His mother was hit by a car, she died and he was left alone. The children were afraid that their parents would not allow it and hid the kitten on the second floor in a box.

His name is Pechalka because he had a sad muzzle from birth. Time passed and the cat grew up. It’s time to show it to your parents. Parents were not against leaving the kitten.

But once in the village he went out for a walk. And the storm began. A day passed, another, but Pechalka did not return, where we just did not look for him.

But suddenly, we accidentally saw him as he, clinging his claws to the wall of the house, hid between two metal flasks for rainwater, which stood close to the wall of the house. How many times have we passed him and he didn’t even meow. What a joy it was when we found it. And then, having eaten, he slept for two days.

Summer is over and the cat from the village has moved to the city. Time passed and suddenly he fell ill. We took him to the vet. They passed the tests, did an ultrasound, he was prescribed treatment. And we made drips. At first, he lay quietly. But then it had to be kept together.

Once, when we gave him a drip, he just took it and ran away and hid. Our cat has recovered. And in the spring, Pechalka jumped out of the window into the street. And at this time, they were mowing the grass near the house. He got scared and ran away. And we were looking for him again. But two days later, at 2 am, someone meowed under the window. And it turned out to be Sadness. We are all happy that he is back.

His favorite activities are sleeping in a box and on a battery. And if his favorite towel is not on the radiator, he waits until they lay it on him or tries to straighten it himself. And when the grandmother says the word “knees”, he runs and jumps right on her knees. This is our favorite cat.