What makes a cat? After that, it always falls on their feet. This simple motto guided me through the years. Mess with me because I always my life was based on risk and the belief that the four ever might happen. So it was with ex-wife, for which he landed, so that as many as in Canada. No risk no fun. The key in the coffin of the Canadian adventure proved to be Morris, who, little more then the day described as peaceful, jumped on the new beautiful veil tearing them into pieces of equal beautiful. Then I laughed to tears, but his wife was not amused. Soon after the two ended up with Morris on four legs at the airport in Warsaw, because as it turned out, not only tore the curtains. After returning Morris had Tutka even a brother for a while and at times fun and cheerful. Sometimes for fun. And again it is time to pack. Before we landed in Wilanow, so. district singles and pedals, as the male, in addition, single and do not pedal, befitting, I took a chance again. Even managed to jump the fence, but I fell too hard cast. And not for four. I hurt so much. Remnants of the forces have tried to deflect his paw fence, but I found that I was only getting more pathetic ... She was not for me. Fortunately, I found myself in the hospital. Sounds crazy even for me. But now I know that I was cured, not only with sarcoidosis. And I know that is not worth living illusions. Even the most beautiful. And we do not put anything on later. So I have before me a clean sheet, which at first I did not know what to do and I tried desperately to fill it completely harming innocent people. But I feel that I'll be back. And that still afford it to be normal again, nice Rafal, whose colleagues have even stopped in the mountains to explore. So slack. A little imagination, a bit of risk and how to fall, however, the four ...
Koton 
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