Once upon a time in childhood I was very impressed by one scene. A man in a fairly unobtrusive way was walking along the road in the yard and was talking to someone, but he was walking alone.
When we caught up, what I saw surprised me. He carried a kitten in the bosom and methodically explained to him: “Do not be afraid of me. You be afraid of my children. They will love you! I could not understand the meaning of this phrase for a very long time. Until they had their children.
We had a kitten when our daughter was already older and understood that it was impossible to offend little ones. But the son was so admired by a fluffy lump that he tried to embrace him with all his heart. But our heartily – for a kitten sooooo much. Meow was heart-rending.
I came running, I took the kitten, explained that he was alive and was hurting him. My son made the little angel eyes, understood everything and went to play with cubes. Only the mother over the threshold of the room – he grabbed a kitten and rubs a cheek against it. The kitten yells, small baldeet.
And to top off the loving horror of the daughter, behind the hind legs, the sons try to snatch the animal from the embrace. My heart almost fell at the sight of this kitten’s eyes.
The time has passed. We have grown up. A bit calmed down. Like and the cat is alive. One habit with her son remained for two. My son just as gently put her to sleep in the evenings, and she eventually got used to it. So they lived, slept together, and in the afternoon apart. In wakefulness, we love plush kitty. Suddenly, out of nowhere … mom brought a puppy.
Love Kiss, Love and Sobana
A puppy’s delight son and quiet horror in the eyes of a dog, and between them the sign is equal. This is the result of a walk in the courtyard, which is actually guarded by our Dan. Son at first hugged her, and then suddenly decided to ride. In my cries that the dog is not a horse, the son only quickly caught up with her.
At first it suited me. The son chased the dog, and the shepherd was supposed to run. The dog was chasing his son and the question I would not sleep was removed from the agenda. He just fell after such races. But! Sonny same caught up with her! And he began to catch up constantly. I sincerely sympathized with the dog, because I also caught up with the stronglings and drove me away.
Then one day my little son threw a tantrum at bedtime – I want a dog and a leg top. Well, I will not start a street dog with a child to sleep. I had to slip plush. Took over five pieces: a small, the wrong color, not fluffy. When they got a dog the size of half a son, he opened his mouth with delight.
He hugged the dog, covered it with a blanket, and after five minutes slept gently. And the cat came to him to fall asleep and long poked under a blanket, trying to understand, why it is not allowed.