My cat.

My cat is very beautiful. Anyone can say the same about their own cat, but my cat is really beautiful and (you can verify this fact if you look up at the picture which I will try to attach here - Эта фраза написана грамматически правильно, но сложно читается. Складнее будет:   the attached picture will be supportive of this fact.)

My cat is (a girl) female and (Можно просто использовать местоимение "She" и люди узнают пол кота) She is so tender and reasonable, that sometimes I think she is more like a dog. than a cat.

She meets me in the hall when I come home in the evening and she tells me that nobody fed her the whole/entire/ day.

No, she cannot speak Russian, yet she meows so vividly as if she is saying: "Mistress, you can't imagine how much I missed you, let me kiss you fifty seven times.

Did you know your little daughter didn't feed me completely? I was so unhappy! That is why I ate half of a chicken in your pan on the stove. Don't worry, I left you another half of the chicken because I love you too much. I only licked your half of the chicken because its skin seemed too fatty. I care about you being in shape and I only tried to degrease the chicken for you."

This was a story I heard from her on Friday when I returned from work.

I ran to the kitchen and saw an empty pan and chicken bones on the floor. over there.

A tiny piece of the chicken also lay on the floor.

I stared at my cat with a questioning gaze.

She looked like a grey, guilty rat and she meowed that "The chicken just fell on the floor itself, mistress!"

"Mistress, it's not my fault. I have no hands like you and I couldn't put the chicken back into the pan.

If you talk about the small remaining piece of the chicken which I left to you I can explain it.

 (I can explain the small piece of chicken on the floor, if you ask.)

I am just a cat, I don't know how to count, and I cannot divide a whole into two equal parts."

My cat.

My cat is very beautiful. Everyone can say the same about his cat, but my cat is really beautiful and you can verify this fact if you look at the picture which I will try to attach here. My cat is a female and she is so tender and reasonable that sometimes I think she is more a dog than a cat. She meets me in the hall when I come home in the evening and she tells me that nobody fed her the whole day. No, she cannot speak Russian but she meows so vividly as if she tells me "Mistress, you cannot imagine how I missed you, let me kiss you fifty seven times. Do you know your little daughter didn't feed me completely. I was so unhappy that's why I ate a half of the chicken in your pan on the stove. Don't worry, I left you the other half of the chicken because I love you so much. I only licked your half of the chicken because its surface seemed to me too fatty. I care about your shape and I tried to degrease the chicken for you." This story I heard from her on Friday when I came back home after work. I run to the kitchen and saw an empty pan and chicken bones on the floor.  A tiny piece of the chicken also lay on the floor. I looked at my cat with a silent question. She looked like a grey, guilty rat and she meowed that the chicken just fell on the floor itself. "Mistress, it's not my fault. I have no hands like you and I couldn't put the chicken back into the pan. If you are talking about the small remaining piece of the chicken which I left to you I can explain it. I am just a cat, I don't know how to count and so I cannot divide a whole into two equal parts."