Cat story (15)

This morning my cat said me:
- I had a dream last night. I dreamed of an excrement. They say it is very good dream. It's means I'll become the very rich cat.
- It was probably very smelly dream, - I said with a grin.
- Being no fool, it was the smell of my dream! - he said with pleasure.

Cat story (9)

- I am going to immigrate from Russia, - my cat said one day.
- Are you unhappy here? - I asked him.
- Yes of course. All rats have deserted from this country already and I have no one to hunt, - he said with irritation.

Cat story (6)

I have a cat. His name is Krishna. He hates a bath.
- Krishna, you must bath, - I said to him one morning. - A year has passed since your last bath.
- What an idea! - he exclaimed. - I am too young to die!
- If you don't take a bath, I won't let to sleep on my bed, - I said with imperious tone.
- It's better to be the Dirty and the Lonely than the Clean and the Dead, - he said with a deep sigh.

Cat story (3)

I was busy all day and came home late. The house was unusual quiet. It was strange. I went into the room. Everything was upside down here. I was shocked. My stay-at-home cat sat with an I-don't-care look and read a book.
- What are you doing? - I shouted.
- I am learning English. - he said with perfect calm.

Cat story (2)

It was the wonderful evening. The sun was setting. The cat was sitting near the window and reading.
- Do you know that cats are the best gourmets in the world? - he asked me. 
- I don't know, - I objected him. - Is it the truth?  
- Yes, especially we have an eye for drinks - he smiled.
- Would you like to have something to drink? - I asked him. - Some wine or some beer?
- Some milk, please.
It's nothing could be said against that.

Cat story

I have a cat. His name is Krishna. He walked to me 7 years ago in from the street and stayed here forever.
- It will be a rain, - he said me in the evening.
His sly blue-yellow eyes looked at me.
- How do you know? - I asked him.
- I know because I know, - he said, lighting a cigarette.
- Don't smoking! - I said.
- Who cares! - he snorted.
We sat in silence long time. The cat began to purr at last.
- You must perform cat's duties and don't make the weather forecasts, - I thought.
The day has passed. On the next morning I looked out the window. The sun was shining but the ground was wet. To all appearances it had been raining.