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Chuck.





Meet Chuck. This name is the best characterized of the kote, because of the degree of the slope, the will to live and win, he might even exceed its famous namesake.
Chuck was born an ordinary yard cat in the basement of the usual nine-usual. Outlook he was little and they were not all rosy - the machine to be crushed, eaten by hungry brood mongrels and many others, that "gives" our younger brothers living in the city. At best, he would have spent his whole life in the same basement, feeding on garbage cans and never knowing what a soft bed, a bath with fragrant shampoo and fresh fish for lunch.

By chance, fate, divine providence (underline) Chuck "vljapalsja" in history, to determine its fate. Whether love for cars, engine sound and the smell of gasoline, or the banal desire to unscrew anything in the car, remove the radio for example, forced Chuck to get into the car my brother. For two days we have heard some other sounds, thinking that with the Forester that something is wrong. Two days Chuck "roasted" between the motor and the protection of the pallet represent what temperature there ?! Two days later he drove more than 100 km / h under the engine. Eventually with the help of such a mother Chuck was removed from the trap, he had to pull his mustache, otherwise it does not get it.
Before us appeared a dirty lump of wool soured eyes, smelling of oil and gasoline. He hardly stood on the feet, fell and was almost not to make sounds.
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Do not understand whether he is alive or not

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Scallywag

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5) Resuscitation included rinsing, the construction of the box with soft bedding, feeding pipette and milk. Gradually, Chuck began to rebound. A week later, he decided to bathe. He liked it, he courageously ruled this procedure.

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After bathing became beautiful.

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Chuck was very well-mannered and intelligent cat, almost immediately identified myself toilet in one place - right at the entrance to the apartment. Chuck also showed a tendency to martial arts, under the distribution immediately got legs all who passed by.

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Most Chuck likes to sleep.

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And sleeping in unusual positions.

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Dryhnet.

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This posture killed nah)))

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A month passed. Chuck stood on his feet, raced across the flat, cracked fresh pilchards and gladly took a bath. Still, kote, and other animals do not have to live on the eighth floor of a panel house in the city, I think it's a mockery. So on Friday, Chuck gathered his things - namely, a box in which he grew up and briquettes of frozen sardines, and moved to the village where he now has a much larger living space, fresh air, to hunt, you have to be a real cat!

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Onions on Tillers

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Onions on a pumpkin

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Thanks to all! Chuck sends Hello!



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