Cat story (12)

Today my cat came home drunk as a cobbler.
I looked at him and thought:"How lucky he is! Nobody will say he is a beast."

Cat story (11)

The day was declining waning. I was working on the computer when my cat entered the hall.
- Hi, - he said. - How are you?
- Fine, and you? - I looked at him.
- I am not fine, - he said sadly. - I have ate a mouse. It seems that she stirs into my stomach.
- Set her free, - I said.

Music

Music is flight of soul
Which has no the end.
Up to the heavens, my spirit soared.

A lone star

A lone star is flying in the heaven,
And her way leads nowhere.
She is just flying.
She does not hurry anywhere
Because she has no the final station.
She is just flying
And she is happy.

The crazy dog

Hi,
My name is Flop.  I am a dog. I am the very handsome dog. So what I am too fat and I have short legs. But I have a rather pretty face.
I live in a big house. There are a man, a woman and a boy in my home. They live here too. The woman feeds me, the boy plays with me and the man does money. I don't know what it is a strange word "money". But everybody says: "Money!" as if money is a god and all must worship him. I need not money, because I have a breakfast, a lunch and a dinner every day.
I do what I want. I can bark, jump, run, gnaw a slipper and sleep on the boy's bed.
Because I am the boss in this house!

Usually I go to walk with the boy. I lead him through my favourite places. Especially I like the refuse bins near a next house. There are many nice things here. I can find an old ball, a head of herring (I love it) and sometimes I can find a small bone over there. It's a nice place. After that I lead him to the park. My girlfriend comes to the park too. She is a white poodle. Her name is Vanessa.  We are playing tag till one drops. We are ready to drop but we are happy. Usually the boy is talking with the girl (Vanessa's friend) while we play. The boy likes the girl. I see it. But the girl doesn't reciprocate. She likes her dog and she likes to watch our play.
After that I come home. I go to the kitchen to drink water because I am hot. I walked very well and go to rest. Tomorrow I am going to walk again.
 

Cat story (10)

- Fucking life! - the cat said looking out the window with lacklustre eyes.
- Why do you swear like a trooper? - I said with displeasure. - We are not in a stable.
- I have said the truth for the first time in my life and you dissatisfied again, - the cat said resentfully.

Rain

Rain, rain, rain...
It's crazy day again.
I know I'll play
Again...
But what?
Football or volleyball?
Oh, no!
My life is crazy play,
The Russian roulette.