Feline friendship.

My mother has two cats, which live with her in her dacha (a house with land outside of a city). The cats are lazy, big and fat. We call one of them - Beautiful, and the other one - Smart. The first one is Beautiful because she looks like a cat from a cat food advertisement (of course, a bit fatter). The second one demonstrates the intellect level of a three year old kid: she always desperately runs to her toilet in the house through all lawns, jumping over bushes to be at the toilet in time; and she always tries to join to human's conversations. When she hears that two or more people are talking, she feels a need to come and join. She comes to you and starts meowing with different expressions and turns her head from one person to another, depending on who asks a question. You get a full impression that she does it intelligently and she understands your question.
These cats can't stand each other because they always fights. I thought so before one case happened. Once Beautiful was ill and needed injections. Probably, a nurse made an injection badly, maybe she hit a cat's bone and Beautiful started squealing as if the nurse was trying to kill her. Smart was at the place in two seconds, she attacked the nurse and tore her out a tuft of hair. Then she covered Beautiful with her own body and hissed like a crazy snake. The nurse was in shock and I thought at that moment: I want to have such a brave and selfless friend as well.

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Feline Friendship.

My mother has two cats, which that live with her on at her dacha, the Russian name for a house in the country (a house with land outside a city). The cats are lazy, big and fat. We call one of them, Beautiful, and the other one, Smart.

The first one is Beautiful because she looks like a cat from a cat food advertising commercial (of course, a bit fatter). The second one demonstrates the intellect level of a three year old kid: she will always run desperately runs to her toilet litter tray in the house, across through all lawns, and jumping over bushes to be at the toilet in get there on time; and she always tries to join to any human's conversations.

When she hears that two ore more people are talking, she feels a the need to come and join in. She comes to you and starts meowing with different facial expressions [we need to distinguish between expressing phrases, or the look on her face] and turns her head from one to another person the other, depending on who is asking a question. You get a the full definite impression that she does it intelligently and she understands your the question.

These cats can't stand each other because they always fight, or so I thought so before one case a memorable incident happened. Once Beautiful was ill and needed injections, and the vet probably gave her an injection bad that hurt. Maybe she got to a the cat's bone, but and Beautiful started squealing as if the nurse vet was trying to kill her. Smart was at her side the place in two seconds; she attacked the nurse and tore her off a tuft of hair. Then she covered Beautiful with her own body and hissed like a crazy snake. The nurse vet was in shock and I thought at that moment I knew: I also want to have such a brave and selfless friend as well.

Smart - in the photo).

Feline friendship.

My mother has two cats, which live with her on her dacha (a house with land outside a city). The cats are lazy, big and fat. We call one of them Beautiful , and the other one Smart. The first one is Beautiful because she looks like a cat from a cat food advertising advert (of course, a bit fatter). The second one demonstrates the intellectual level ability of a three year old kid: she always desperately runs to her toilet in the house, dashing through the lawns through all lawns, jumping over bushes to be at get to the toilet in time; and she always tries to join to in with human's conversations. When she hears that two or more people are talking, she feels a need to come and join in. She comes to you and starts meowing with different expressions and turns her head from one person to another person, depending on who is askings a question. You get the impression a full impression that she does it intelligently and she understands your question.
These cats can't stand each other because they are always fightings. That's what I thought until one day, I thought so before one case happened. Once Beautiful was ill and needed injections. Probably, a nurse made a bad injection an injection bad, maybe she got to Beautiful's a cat's bone, she started squealing as if the nurse was trying to kill her. Smart was in the room at the place in two seconds, she attacked the nurse and tore out a tuft of her hair her a tuft of hair. Then she covered Beautiful with her own body and hissed like a crazy snake. The nurse was in shock and I thought at that moment: I also want to have such a brave and selfless friend as well.

Smart - in the photo). [This read really well, just a few slight corrections!]