A month has passed since that "black" day, when the threshold of the house where the cat lived was crossed by a red hairy creature, according to all documents belonging to the overseas breed of Scottish Shepherd Dogs. But the days of the first grinding are over. And ordinary everyday life began …
The kosh, by the way, had a lot of work to do. Every day she taught the puppy the local customs. Who can lie on the couch, where you cannot hide the master's sock and who is the first to run to the doorbell - all these important points had to be explained to the bare-bellied "rookie". In general, the cat was full of work and care.
How a cat played with a dog
Play? Yes, the cat, of course, played and sometimes even with the dog, but one must take into account that she was not quite an ordinary cat, and her games had a peculiar character. My favorite is to gallop through all the rooms, pretend that I was terribly frightened of something and freeze in the middle of the table in the form of a curved electric arc. Then grin, wave a paw at the amazed puppy and start washing as if nothing had happened.
But it was so, rather a five-second warm-up, good for health. But when a fly or better two flew into the house, then there was pandemonium. Kosh flew head over heels along the upper tier of the house, the puppy did not lag behind the lower tier, a fly was somewhere between them, and this whole tangle was complemented by an eerie cacophony. Everyone in the house was extremely happy, well, maybe with the exception of the flies.
But such nonsense was not often dignified by the head of the house, which the cat considered herself to be. After all, she kept order in the whole house. And not without reason, such an absent-minded mistress, like hers, still had to look. What is the runaway water …
The Flood, or "Who Can Save Themselves"
“So, it happened, she still forgot about the bath,” the cat could not believe her eyes. The water overflowed with a quiet splash, and the hostess sat at the table and knocked on the keyboard, completely forgetting about the time, the open tap, the noisy water and the existence of this world in general.
"Maybe scratch her?" the cat asked herself, carefully watching the stream running across the floor. But then she decided to follow the rule of her ancestors and not interfere: "In the end, they brought this dog into the house, let it inform you."
The dog, by the way, was not in thought. The poor puppy did not know at all how to behave. He stepped from paw to paw ten times, scratched behind his ear, yawned widely, and this water continued to crawl stubbornly right at him. The kid did not dare to take any more decisive actions and rightly concluded that the hostess's mission should begin further.
Alas, he did not know that this case was the rare exception when he could give a voice in the apartment. The puppy decided to crawl under the feet of the mistress, well, yes, the cat almost fell off the table with laughter. But the dog was seriously disposed in such an extremely unusual way to inform the elders about the impending danger from the side of the bath.
However, the owner did not look up from the keyboard and did not pay attention to anything, only slightly moved the puppy. And the danger, meanwhile, was no longer approaching by a stream, but by a full-flowing river, washing away socks and forgotten balls on the way. Kosh was bursting with laughter, sitting on a safe platform and looking forward to the ending. The puppy decided it was time to growl, and then the doorbell rang. It was a neighbor from below …
“Now the main thing is not to cut our rations,” the cat was nervous later, guiltily hiding her eyes and vigorously licking her fur coat. And the puppy happily flopped down the puddle behind the mistress, helping her to wipe the water off with his belly.
