1021 Wandering Cats Journal (3)

"Meow! That bloody––! The number of perverts among humans is really a-meow-lot!"

Vladimir half-dragged and half-pulled the yellow and white kitten into the green area, then turned left and right to make sure that the "platelets" didn't keep up. It stopped to breathe a sigh of relief.

The yellow and white kitten extended its tongue, and there was still a little bit of barbecue-flavored potato flakes on the tip. It didn't eat them, just licked them a little.