A gift with consequences…

Yesterday I was given a dubious gift. A bottle of… uh… what is the name of the feihua vodka?

Strictly speaking, handed it to the director. And he already gave it to me. I brought it home and handed it to Sasha. Under the cat’s strict guidance, he opened the lid and sniffed.

— It smells… feihuyache.

-Hey! There is a minor cat in the house!

-Mouuuuu!

Sasha chuckled, thought and tasted. I was even afraid that something irreparable had happened. Maybe they wanted to poison the director, and there is poison in the bottle?! Because if not, then why did Sasha turn blue, then blush, and tears flowed from his eyes ?!

“Huuuu.” He croaked, trying to catch his breath. Then he croaked. — Degrees ninety, no less!

-What?! “Strong drinks are not for me at all. But even I understand that ninety is too much.

Sasha wiped away his tears and poured me a drink to the very bottom.

-Just try it!

-Well, I do not! — I got angry.

-Just don’t breathe in, otherwise you will feel like a dragon! Let’s!

I shook my head. On the other hand, when else will you try feychuyu vodka? I tried.

And you know what I realized? What I haven’t tried before and shouldn’t now! Not only could I not inhale or exhale, but for half an hour later I felt the taste of feihua on my lips. And nothing helped!

But most of all, the cat liked the vodka. While we were exchanging impressions, the cat sniffed the cork.

— Whoaaarr!! Woorrrrrrrr!!!!!

With a cry of victory, he jumped from the table to the sofa, from there to the curtain, and from the curtain flew straight into the corridor.

— Skizi!! — I squealed, now and then bending down.

— Mason! — Sashka yelled, jumping up.

— Oooooooooooo!! — The cat called, running — flying in circles.

Now we have a wonderful puff just across the tulle, and the wallpaper under the ceiling is scratched. Four such horizontal, damn it, scratches. This cat took overclocking! Crap.

In short, the feyhuyachuyuvodka was hidden with other strong drinks, in a cupboard right up to the ceiling. It is unlikely that we will ever dare again, but you never know! Truly, a cat is an alcoholic — troubles in the family.

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