Milena Zavoichinskaya

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Well, let's go, honey. Cling to your elbow, keep your grandfather company. - Grandfather Vasil, groaning in an uncomfortable position, carried the cat in his outstretched arms, and I, clinging to his elbow, stomped next to him. It’s so cold, oh my God.

We reached my apartment, I thanked grandfather Vasil and gave him 200 rubles. She placed the cat in the kitchen under the radiator, sacrificing, in the absence of any bedding or rugs, one of her least favorite towels. And she ran to the computer in search of information on the Internet about what to actually do with frozen and starving cats. Call the veterinarian ambulance I was not financially ready; they charge a lot for services, especially considering that it was already Friday and almost night. After quickly browsing the forums of animal lovers, I returned to the cat.

During this time, he warmed up under the radiator, the ice from the wool melted and flowed onto the towel in a dirty puddle. Well, it looks like you can’t get by with just a towel. You'll have to change it when the wool dries. The cat still did not move and did not make a sound, only breathed heavily and hoarsely. Taking out the box with the first aid kit, I began to figure out what human medicine could be given to him now. Deciding that it was better to be safe than sorry, I crushed an antibiotic tablet into powder, reasoning that he had probably caught a cold and needed treatment anyway. And to sweeten the pill a little, I added a little crushed valerian tablet. I diluted it all with water and poured it into the cat’s mouth through a dispenser from some baby syrup left over from my brother’s child. Then she warmed the milk, and since the cat did not react and did not even try to drink, she gave him warm milk with the same dispenser, talking to him tenderly and comforting him that everything would be fine.

Part 1. Chapter 2.

that they serve the animals rather than the animals serving them.

Diogenes of Sinope.

The night passed anxiously, because I was very afraid that while I was sleeping, the cat would quietly die in the kitchen and in the morning I would be greeted by a fresh cat corpse. Therefore, at night I got up several times to check on the cat and give him another amount of water and milk. He was very exhausted, you couldn’t give him much at once, but he needed to be fed somehow, especially since he himself made no attempts to drink.

By morning, oddly enough, the cat more or less came to life, although he didn’t try to get up, but he carefully watched my movements and even drank some water. After breakfast, I ran to the neighboring shopping mall and bought shampoo for cats, a comb, some cat vitamins, and everything that is needed when a cat appears in the house. And also chicken. The animal needs to be fattened, but it doesn’t look like it will be able to handle dry food.

I fed him for two days chicken broth, boiled chicken and milk. And she poured medicine into her mouth through a dispenser. By Sunday evening he finally moved away and even began to try to get up. And although I wasn’t sure if this was right, I dragged him into the bathroom and gave him a bath with flea shampoo. I can’t tell you how much dirt was washed off of him, I couldn’t even imagine that in winter, with snow, you could manage to get so dirty. The cat fought back sluggishly, but on the whole behaved quite well and we managed without scratches or cat tantrums.

After washing and drying, it turned out that the cat had long fluffy black hair with gray-blue streaks, tufts on large ears and a luxurious fluffy tail. It seems that this breed is called Maine Coon, however, I do not understand this issue. How such a luxurious cat ended up on the street, and even in such a poor condition, was not clear. Either he ran away and got lost, or the owners threw him out, but the cat was beautiful. Only very thin and intimidated, just hug and cry.

Well, kitty? How are you Have you recovered, poor fellow? Now that you are clean, you can enter the room. Come on, I’ll show you where you’ll live now until you get better and we decide what to do with you. “I picked up the cat in my arms and walked with him around the apartment. - What should I call you? Murzik?

The cat hissed and tried to escape.

Barsik? Oh, I know! You remind me of Cher, the same black and high-cheeked, big-faced. You will be Cher.

The cat looked at me in amazement and meowed.

On Monday morning I was getting ready for work, and the cat was slowly, staggering, wandering around the apartment and exploring the space. Although, to study it, there is only one room in the apartment. True, the kitchen is large and the bathroom is separate.

I made coffee and sat down to have breakfast and watch the news, and put food for the cat on the plate that I had allocated for him. Ignoring the plate on the floor, Cher jumped onto the chair opposite me, put his front paws on the table and tried to steal the sandwich from my plate.

Hey, cat, don't be impudent. “I put food for you,” I moved the plate further away and put the cat on the floor in front of his plate. Ignoring this, the cat jumped up onto the chair again, placed his front paws on the table and stared at me expectantly.

Shaggy, you are an esthete, as I see, do you want to eat at the table? Well, okay,” I put the cat’s plate on the table, sat down in my place and stared at the cat with interest. When Sher began to carefully eat the boiled chicken from it, I burst out laughing. - Oh how! Did you run away from the circus or something?

Cher looked at me reproachfully and continued his breakfast. I chuckled and began to drink my coffee.

That’s how it was with us, we both had breakfast and dinner at the table, and during the day he ate from plates placed on the floor. With our diet, too, everything was not the same normal people and cats. He flatly refused to eat cat food, neither dry nor canned. He ate the same thing as me - porridge, pasta, soups, meat, milk, even bread and potatoes. Only I got used to adding hot spices not when cooking, but only on my plate. A few more days, in the mornings and evenings, coming after work and evening classes at the fitness club, I gave him antibiotics. Sher recovered amazingly quickly and no longer resembled the starved, half-dead creature that Grandfather Vasil and I had picked up in a snowdrift. He ate very carefully, but in huge quantities. It’s just some kind of bottomless stomach, it looks like it was eating off after its forced hunger strike on the street or eating for future use.

Aleta Milena Zavoichinskaya

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About the book “Aleta” by Milena Zavoichinskaya

There are purely masculine books, like action films about war, human cruelty, and there are women's books - these are real women's novels. Of course, it cannot be denied that sometimes men want to read something cute, while women, on the contrary, have a desire to read a more serious book.

The work of Milena Zavoichinskaya “Aleta” refers precisely to such girlish novels. The book will help you relax, unwind, and enjoy beautiful story love and travel. In addition, there is mysticism and even the other world here.

The story is about a girl named Aleta. One day she saw a stray cat and decided to save him and take him for herself. But the cat turned out to be not even a cat at all, and Aleta herself is not an ordinary person. She masters magic, and is even a descendant of great gods. In the other world, she is not the last person, so the girl receives not only strength, but also the opportunity to endlessly go shopping and buy what she wants.

The book "Aleta" is a little simple in that main character Although she is a very extraordinary and original person, her actions are a little embarrassing. But in general, you can find justification for it everywhere. After all, it’s not every day that they tell you that you are a descendant of great magicians and give you the opportunity to go shopping every day.

Milena Zavoichinskaya created unusual world, which exists in parallel with ours, where magical creatures live, who sometimes enter our world. Like the cat that Aleta picked up. After all, he turned out to be a dark elf - a slender, handsome man with very strange requirements. For example, he likes to watch when Aleta takes a shower.

The book "Aleta" will contain a huge number of different animals. And they are all very bright and interesting, moreover, gifted with various supernatural abilities, intelligence and extraordinary appearance. So you definitely won’t be bored here.

In addition, Milena Zavoichinskaya has a very good sense of humor. You will laugh and be touched by the adventures of the main character.

The book “Aleta” is most likely intended for teenage girls. Here a real fairy tale how ordinary girl becomes a Princess, and not just somewhere out there, but in the magical world. In addition, she gains immortality and great strength, and most importantly, she finds herself in a city where women rule, which means she is guaranteed shopping every day, as well as massages, spas, and other pleasant treatments. But on the other hand, the book is very funny and kind, and will appeal to older women. It will help you take your mind off worldly problems and enjoy a funny story with animals, which, like all pets from our world, find themselves in funny situations, dragging their owner into them.

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that they serve the animals rather than the animals serving them.

Diogenes of Sinope.

The night passed anxiously, because I was very afraid that while I was sleeping, the cat would quietly die in the kitchen and in the morning I would be greeted by a fresh cat corpse. Therefore, at night I got up several times to check on the cat and give him another amount of water and milk. He was very exhausted, you couldn’t give him much at once, but he needed to be fed somehow, especially since he himself made no attempts to drink.

By morning, oddly enough, the cat more or less came to life, although he didn’t try to get up, but he carefully watched my movements and even drank some water. After breakfast, I ran to a nearby shopping center and bought cat shampoo, a comb, some cat vitamins, and everything that is needed when a cat appears in the house. And also chicken. The animal needs to be fattened, but it doesn’t look like it will be able to handle dry food.

For two days I fed him chicken broth, boiled chicken and milk. And she poured medicine into her mouth through a dispenser. By Sunday evening he finally moved away and even began to try to get up. And although I wasn’t sure if this was right, I dragged him into the bathroom and gave him a bath with flea shampoo. I can’t tell you how much dirt was washed off of him, I couldn’t even imagine that in winter, with snow, you could manage to get so dirty. The cat fought back sluggishly, but on the whole behaved quite well and we managed without scratches or cat tantrums.

After washing and drying, it turned out that the cat had long fluffy black hair with gray-blue streaks, tufts on large ears and a luxurious fluffy tail. It seems that this breed is called Maine Coon, however, I do not understand this issue. How such a luxurious cat ended up on the street, and even in such a poor condition, was not clear. Either he ran away and got lost, or the owners threw him out, but the cat was beautiful. Only very thin and intimidated, just hug and cry.

Well, kitty? How are you Have you recovered, poor fellow? Now that you are clean, you can enter the room. Come on, I’ll show you where you’ll live now until you get better and we decide what to do with you. “I picked up the cat in my arms and walked with him around the apartment. - What should I call you? Murzik?

The cat hissed and tried to escape.

Barsik? Oh, I know! You remind me of Cher, the same black and high-cheeked, big-faced. You will be Cher.

The cat looked at me in amazement and meowed.

On Monday morning I was getting ready for work, and the cat was slowly, staggering, wandering around the apartment and exploring the space. Although, to study it, there is only one room in the apartment. True, the kitchen is large and the bathroom is separate.

I made coffee and sat down to have breakfast and watch the news, and put food for the cat on the plate that I had allocated for him. Ignoring the plate on the floor, Cher jumped onto the chair opposite me, put his front paws on the table and tried to steal the sandwich from my plate.

Hey, cat, don't be impudent. “I put food for you,” I moved the plate further away and put the cat on the floor in front of his plate. Ignoring this, the cat jumped up onto the chair again, placed his front paws on the table and stared at me expectantly.

Shaggy, you are an esthete, as I see, do you want to eat at the table? Well, okay,” I put the cat’s plate on the table, sat down in my place and stared at the cat with interest. When Sher began to carefully eat the boiled chicken from it, I burst out laughing. - Oh how! Did you run away from the circus or something?

Cher looked at me reproachfully and continued his breakfast. I chuckled and began to drink my coffee.

That’s how it was with us, we both had breakfast and dinner at the table, and during the day he ate from plates placed on the floor. With our diet, too, everything was not like that of normal people and cats. He flatly refused to eat cat food, neither dry nor canned. He ate the same thing as me - porridge, pasta, soups, meat, milk, even bread and potatoes. Only I got used to adding hot spices not when cooking, but only on my plate. For several more days, in the mornings and evenings, coming after work and evening classes at the fitness club, I gave him antibiotics. Sher recovered amazingly quickly and no longer resembled the starved, half-dead creature that Grandfather Vasil and I had picked up in a snowdrift. He ate very carefully, but in huge quantities. It’s just some kind of bottomless stomach, it looks like it was eating off after its forced hunger strike on the street or eating for future use.

What made me endlessly happy is that he is silent. I hate the cat’s screams and the fact that Sher was not heard, it’s just some kind of holiday. The only time when he screamed like a fool, this is if I did not let him into the bathroom when I was taking a shower or bath, or in bed. In the first case, he threw himself wholeheartedly at the door, trying to break through and screamed like a knife. And once inside, he sat on the washing machine and carefully watched me, periodically trying to fish my leg out of the water. In the second, I methodically kicked him out from under the blanket, and he just as methodically and purposefully climbed back, softening up something swearing like a cat. And having achieved his goal, he settled down next to me and slept under the blanket until he got hot and crawled out. He followed me around the apartment, as soon as I entered the apartment in the evening, he followed me relentlessly like a shadow. If I was sitting on the sofa, then he would sit under my side and snuggle, if in a chair, then he would lie on his feet. The only place where he didn't rush after me was the toilet.

One morning I was getting ready for work and talking with Sher, and he, as usual, sat opposite and carefully watched me change clothes and get ready.

Well, Cher, can you help me choose an outfit for today? - I asked with a laugh; he had a very serious face. - Come on, tell me. This skirt and blouse or this pantsuit? Just keep in mind that I still have dance classes in the evening.

Sher stretched lazily, jumped down and came up to me. I watched him with interest. He’s still a very strange cat, either incredibly smart or well trained. Meanwhile, he demonstratively pretended to bury both presented outfits, walked up to the closet and looked back at me. This was already getting interesting. Standing up on hind legs, Cher leaned his front hands on the shelf under the hanging things and poked his jeans with one paw. He turned around, checked that I was looking at him, and again poked his paw, but this time at a thin woolen sweater.

Wow! Wow! - I was simply stunned. I clearly didn’t expect THIS from a cat. - Well, whatever you say, jeans means jeans. I feel like a witch with a cat familiar.

I quickly dressed in the outfit suggested by Sher, well, I didn’t want to upset the animal, I asked for it myself, and ran off to work. I had a lot to think about. It looks like the cat is really not simple. That's how much money and time it took to train a cat like that. And how did he actually end up on the street? And aren’t they looking for him all over the city?

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