Oh everything.
Well, imagine. I am in the bath. Foam mountain, the water is so perfectly hot. Mask on the face, balm on the head. I doze quietly under the rustling of foam. Here, then, a shaggy butt is shown in the door.
-Uuu ururu uuuu. — The cat grumbled, booty forward breaking into the bathroom. -Urur urruru uuu.
He grumbled something, scratched something. Very businesslike looked into the toilet. I washed my paw there, an infection! Then he looked into the tray. Just in case, I dug, changed my mind and climbed, damn it, into the washer. At first he tried to open the door for a long time, then climbed into the drum. Have you seen how raccoons swim?! Just like that, the cat began to dig in the washer. Shorts, towels, T-shirts, all the little things that accumulate in the washing machine began to fly out of it in turn.
I’m a little stunned! Excuse me, am I an empty space?!?! I wanted to swear, but the girls probably know this feeling when the mask has dried up and tightened the skin. When you can’t even smile. Or sneeze. A couple more minutes and you can wash off. It is unlikely that something irreparable will happen in two minutes!
But the cat got out, counted the prey in a businesslike manner, chose Sasha’s most expensive panties (I’m not kidding, a gift for two mowers!) and dragged them, damn it, into the tray!!
I had to dive in quickly.
-Mazonkin !!! — she screamed, not yet fully emerging. She spat out the water, rubbed her eyes. — Skizi!!
It was a pity to look at the cat. He spat out his underpants, sat down and began to look around.
— Kill me!!! — I was indignant.
-Wooow?!?! The cat looked around, saw me in foam, with a green mask smeared over my face, and made such a sound … something between a hiccup and a roar. He jumped into the basin, but decided that this shelter was not very reliable, rushed through the door, and jumped out into the corridor almost with her. However, Sashka, who looked through the door, also shied away.
-This is what you have here … uuuaaa !! Crap!! Julia!!!
Then these two sat together in the kitchen, Sasha with tea, and the cat with pate. And they grumbled that other beauty requires too much sacrifice. And strangers! And that it’s not fair. And that it’s generally scary to go into the bedroom now! Goonies. Here I will no longer bring beauty, let’s see how they will sing later!