Yesterday I literally from the clutches of the cat took swift . Poor in my eyes dived into the wall and rested his garage. Cat , of course, jumped up and try on as if to grab polovchee flutter Swift . And on his neck dangled a plastic bag Swift : apparently , its wind rose , and with swift flight , and flew at him , well, package and wrapped around the neck.
Drove the cat , he looked with such a rebuke , saying " as you so much , I have no shame to select prey ."
She took a swift , he immediately grabbed claw and painfully pierced my finger . I removed the bag from his neck and it was not easy, because he was under the feathers and tightly wound . Then he picked up on your floor swift and just opened his palm . Swift of surprise did not realize that free. I even worried , could still beat its wings damaged . But it was just a nervous trembling . Swift flew .
Today, I go all day and smile . <! - ~ 1 ~ ->
Moral: Do not throw plastic bags anywhere.
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And so all his life.
The whole philosophy is, if you think <! - ~ 1 ~ ->
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