By ΠΠ»Π΄ΠΎΠ½ΠΈΠ½Π° Π ΠΈΠΌΠΌΠ° ΠΠ΅ΡΡΠΎΠ²Π½Π°
ΠΠΎΡΠΊΠΈ Π²ΡΠ΅Π³Π΄Π° Π±ΡΠ»ΠΈ Π½Π΅ΠΎΡΡΠ΅ΠΌΠ»Π΅ΠΌΠΎΠΉ ΡΠ°ΡΡΡΡ ΠΌΠΎΠ΅ΠΉ ΠΆΠΈΠ·Π½ΠΈ. ΠΠ΅ΠΊΠΎΡΠΎΡΡΠ΅ ΠΈΠ· Π½ΠΈΡ ΠΎΡΡΠ°Π²ΠΈΠ»ΠΈ Π½Π΅ΠΈΠ·Π³Π»Π°Π΄ΠΈΠΌΡΠΉ ΡΠ»Π΅Π΄ Π² ΠΌΠΎΠ΅ΠΉ ΠΏΠ°ΠΌΡΡΠΈ. ΠΠ°ΠΏΡΠΈΠΌΠ΅Ρ, Π§Π΅ΡΠ½ΡΡΠΊΠ°. ΠΡ Π½Π°ΡΠ»ΠΈ Π΅Π³ΠΎ ΡΠ»Π΅ΠΏΡΠΌ, Π±Π΅Π· ΠΌΠ°ΡΠ΅ΡΠΈ, ΠΈ Π²ΡΠΊΠΎΡΠΌΠΈΠ»ΠΈ ΠΈΠ· ΠΏΠΈΠΏΠ΅ΡΠΊΠΈ, ΠΊΠ°ΠΏΠ»Ρ Π·Π° ΠΊΠ°ΠΏΠ»Π΅ΠΉ Π΄Π°ΡΡ Π΅ΠΌΡ ΠΆΠΈΠ·Π½Ρ. ΠΠ½ Π²ΡΡΠΎΡ Π² Π½Π΅ΠΎΠ±ΡΠΊΠ½ΠΎΠ²Π΅Π½Π½ΠΎ ΠΊΡΠ°ΡΠΈΠ²ΠΎΠ³ΠΎ ΠΊΠΎΡΠ° ΡΠ΅Π΄ΠΊΠΎΠΉ ΠΎΠΊΡΠ°ΡΠΊΠΈ β Ρ Π³Π»ΡΠ±ΠΎΠΊΠΈΠΌΠΈ ΡΡΡΠ½ΡΠΌΠΈ ΠΊΡΡΠ³Π°ΠΌΠΈ ΠΈ ΠΏΡΡΠ½Π°ΠΌΠΈ, ΡΠ°ΡΡΡΠΏΠ°Π½Π½ΡΠΌΠΈ ΠΏΠΎ ΡΡΠΆΠ΅-ΠΊΠΎΡΠΈΡΠ½Π΅Π²ΡΠΌ Π±ΠΎΠΊΠ°ΠΌ. Π‘ΠΌΠ΅Π»ΡΠΉ ΠΈ Π±Π΅ΡΡΡΡΠ°ΡΠ½ΡΠΉ, ΠΎΠ½ Π½Π΅ ΡΠ°Π· ΡΡΠ°ΡΡΠ²ΠΎΠ²Π°Π» Π² ΠΊΠΎΡΠ°ΡΡΠΈΡ Π±Π°ΡΠ°Π»ΠΈΡΡ Π²ΠΎ Π΄Π²ΠΎΡΠ΅, Π²Π΅ΡΠ½ΡΠ²ΡΠΈΡΡ ΠΎΠ΄Π½Π°ΠΆΠ΄Ρ Π΄ΠΎΠΌΠΎΠΉ Ρ ΠΎΠ΄Π½ΠΈΠΌ Π³Π»Π°Π·ΠΎΠΌ, Π½ΠΎ Ρ Π½Π΅ΡΠ»ΠΎΠΌΠ»Π΅Π½Π½ΡΠΌ Π΄ΡΡ ΠΎΠΌ. ΠΠ³ΠΎ Ρ ΡΠ°Π±ΡΠΎΡΡΡ ΠΈ ΡΡΠΎΠΉΠΊΠΎΡΡΡ Π½Π°Π²ΡΠ΅Π³Π΄Π° ΠΎΡΡΠ°Π½ΡΡΡΡ Π² ΠΌΠΎΠ΅ΠΉ ΠΏΠ°ΠΌΡΡΠΈ.
Π ΠΊΠ°ΠΊ Π·Π°Π±ΡΡΡ ΠΠΈΡΡΠΈΠ½Π΄ΠΆΠ΅ΡΠ°? ΠΡΠΎΡ ΠΏΠΎΠ»ΡΡΠΈΠ°ΠΌΡΠΊΠΈΠΉ ΠΊΠΎΡ ΠΎΠ±Π»Π°Π΄Π°Π» ΠΏΠΎΡΡΡΡΠ°ΡΡΠΈΠΌ, Π³ΡΠΎΠΌΠΊΠΈΠΌ Π³ΠΎΠ»ΠΎΡΠΎΠΌ ΠΈ Π½Π΅Π²Π΅ΡΠΎΡΡΠ½ΠΎΠΉ Π½Π°ΡΡΠΎΠΉΡΠΈΠ²ΠΎΡΡΡΡ. ΠΡΠ»ΠΈ Π΅Π³ΠΎ Π½Π΅ ΠΏΡΡΠΊΠ°Π»ΠΈ Π² ΠΊΠΎΠΌΠ½Π°ΡΡ, ΠΎΠ½ ΡΡΡΡΠ°ΠΈΠ²Π°Π» Π½Π°ΡΡΠΎΡΡΠΈΠΉ ΠΊΠΎΠ½ΡΠ΅ΡΡ Π·Π° Π΄Π²Π΅ΡΡΡ, Π° Π·Π°ΡΠ΅ΠΌ, Π² Π·Π½Π°ΠΊ ΠΏΡΠΎΡΠ΅ΡΡΠ°, ΠΎΡΡΠ°Π²Π»ΡΠ» ΡΠ°ΠΌβ¦ Π»ΡΠΆΡ. ΠΠ³ΠΎ Ρ Π°ΡΠ°ΠΊΡΠ΅Ρ Π±ΡΠ» Π²Π·ΡΡΠ²Π½ΠΎΠΉ, Π½ΠΎ Π΅Π³ΠΎ Π½Π΅ΠΏΠΎΠ²ΡΠΎΡΠΈΠΌΠ°Ρ ΠΈΠ½Π΄ΠΈΠ²ΠΈΠ΄ΡΠ°Π»ΡΠ½ΠΎΡΡΡ ΠΈ ΠΏΡΠ΅Π΄Π°Π½Π½ΠΎΡΡΡ Π·Π°ΡΡΠ°Π²Π»ΡΠ»ΠΈ Π½Π°Ρ Π»ΡΠ±ΠΈΡΡ Π΅Π³ΠΎ Π²ΡΠ΅ΠΌ ΡΠ΅ΡΠ΄ΡΠ΅ΠΌ, Π½Π΅ΡΠΌΠΎΡΡΡ Π½ΠΈ Π½Π° ΡΡΠΎ.
Π‘Π΅ΠΉΡΠ°Ρ ΡΡΠ΄ΠΎΠΌ ΡΠΎ ΠΌΠ½ΠΎΠΉ ΡΠ²Π΅ΡΠ»ΠΎ-ΡΡΠΆΠΈΠΉ ΠΊΡΠ°ΡΠ°Π²Π΅Ρ ΠΡΡΠΈΠΊ. ΠΠΌΡ ΡΠΆΠ΅ 13 Π»Π΅Ρ. ΠΠ½ β Π²ΠΎΠΏΠ»ΠΎΡΠ΅Π½ΠΈΠ΅ ΡΠΏΠΎΠΊΠΎΠΉΡΡΠ²ΠΈΡ ΠΈ Π³ΡΠ°ΡΠΈΠΈ. ΠΡΠ°ΠΊΡΠΈΡΠ΅ΡΠΊΠΈ Π½Π΅ ΠΌΡΡΠΊΠ°Π΅Ρ ΠΈ Π·Π° Π²ΡΡ ΡΠ²ΠΎΡ Π΄ΠΎΠ»Π³ΡΡ ΠΆΠΈΠ·Π½Ρ Π½ΠΈ ΡΠ°Π·Ρ Π½ΠΈΠΊΠΎΠ³ΠΎ Π½Π΅ ΠΎΡΠ°ΡΠ°ΠΏΠ°Π». ΠΠΎ ΡΡΠΎ Π½Π΅ Π·Π½Π°ΡΠΈΡ, ΡΡΠΎ Ρ Π½Π΅Π³ΠΎ Π½Π΅Ρ Ρ Π°ΡΠ°ΠΊΡΠ΅ΡΠ°. ΠΠ°ΠΊ ΠΈ Ρ Π²ΡΠ΅Ρ ΠΊΠΎΡΠ΅ΠΊ, Ρ ΠΡΡΠΈΠΊΠ° Π΅ΡΡΡ ΡΠ²ΠΎΡ, Π½Π΅Π·Π°Π²ΠΈΡΠΈΠΌΠ°Ρ ΠΈ ΡΠ΄ΠΈΠ²ΠΈΡΠ΅Π»ΡΠ½ΠΎ ΠΎΡΠ°ΡΠΎΠ²Π°ΡΠ΅Π»ΡΠ½Π°Ρ Π»ΠΈΡΠ½ΠΎΡΡΡ.
Cats have always been an integral part of my life. Some have left an indelible mark on my memory. Take Chernushka, for instance. We found him blind, motherless, and painstakingly nursed him back to health, feeding him drop by drop from a pipette. He grew into a strikingly beautiful cat with a rare coat β deep black circles and spots scattered across his reddish-brown sides. Brave and fearless, he often engaged in feline skirmishes in the yard, once returning home with only one eye, but with his spirit unbroken. His courage and resilience remain etched in my memory.
And who could forget Kissinger? This half-Siamese cat possessed a remarkably loud voice and an unwavering determination. If he wasn't allowed into a room, he'd stage a full-blown vocal protest outside the door, often leaving a⦠puddle⦠as a testament to his displeasure. His personality was explosive, yet his unique individuality and devotion made us love him unconditionally.
Now I share my life with Murik, a light ginger beauty. He's 13 years old, an embodiment of calm and grace. He rarely meows and has never scratched anyone in his long life. But this doesn't mean he lacks character. Like all cats, Murik possesses his own independent and wonderfully charming personality.