For three years, living with us gray cat, Pug, lazy and fat, but so cute and funny. There are two places in our house that he took a fancy to: kitchen and hallway. But the reason why they like one food. The kitchen always something to eat, and in the hallway Mosa was sitting half on the rug in front of the door and met the mother from the store.
Pug ordinary cat, not a purebred. Grey it is painted everywhere except the belly – the belly he's white. Large green eyes, grey nose and for some reason all the time broken a moustache does not stand out. But little ears spoil the whole classic image of a cat. Perhaps one of his parents was Scottish breed, so the ears are so small. So once suggested my mother. Special features: long tail is dark grey, almost black, and the pads on the right front foot are white.
He appeared with us by accident. One day my dad came home from work, on the street it was raining and the thunder rattled. Walking up to the entrance in the corner near the door he noticed a gray lump. Wet and shivering little kitten called pity my dad, and he picked up the poor animal. In the doorway of the apartment dad called us and pulled something from the jacket showed us a kitten. Mom swore a long time, but yielded to our entreaties, and surrendered ten minutes later.
While Mosa was little, he played with me constantly, sometimes even bored with their games. Clinging to daddy's Slippers when walking, much to my mother's frustration was rolling on the curtains, making them tighten. Most of all he liked to run over the leaf of paper, which is tied for the lead. Now he has grown lazy and only waiting for mom goodness. To me the Pug comes only to sleep and ask on the street.
