Do not go

... The sun shines through the tops of ancient pines, which were reflected in the mirrored water of the lake. The island with a splash in a low sailed the boat with a bag of eatables and man in gray camouflage suit. He sat down on a bench facing the shore and already took the oars, but then his eyes fell on a certain creature, ran out of the woods on a narrow strip of sandy beach. It was a cat who lived with his grandmother on the island. She ran along the water line, reducing the distance to the boat, and when blocked by high sandy beach, on the feline standards, the bulk of the collapsed cedar, rushed into the water. - "What the hell?!" - Has not yet had time to think a man like a wet ball of wool climbed aboard the boat and not shaking himself, jumped on his lap.
-Do Not leave! - Said the cat, looking into the eyes of man. - I'm lonely without you.