so, i use to live with my brother... back in Ny...and i use to have a cat, Sakura..anyway..the cat grows up ..but he knews that my brother hate him ( in fact my brother hate any cat)..so he use to carry the cat ..and trow it by the air from the dinner room to the livingroom.. the poor cat beging to know how to fall in the sofa ..and run after my brother and scratch his legs ..and run over again... so one day..i had to go on a trip to swizz..and i left my cat with my bother. during a week.. my brother told me that at the begining they were so lonely and sad.that sakura was crying at the door of my room and he was at his ..and i dont know how..but at the end when i came back..i found them sleeping together and quiet. anyway the cat died a time after,but it was the only cat who will ever sleep with my bro again
Unknown "janeka" Playful - 16 years, 11 months, 20 days ago