It’s hard to live when your husband and cat are still trolls. But sometimes justice prevails
Yesterday I came home later than usual. Went into the store, wandered along the shelves. And so I became too lazy to cook … And at home roll a ball. I went to the freezer section. Did you know that now there are even venison dumplings? No, I didn’t take venison. Rabbit too. Somehow this is suspicious. I wanted to limit myself to some pork or beef. And then I saw them. And then I decided that the exotic is not so scary!) I took dumplings with salmon and ricotta. I don’t know if it’s from salmon or cheese, but they are such a wonderful green color, it just pleases the eye.
Brought the box home. She put a pot of water on the stove. As times and Sasha came with work.
-What else is that? — He clamped the cat under his arm and both stuck their noses into a box of dumplings.
— Dumplings. — I answered gloomily, resting my hands on my hips.
— And why green? — Sasha was puzzled.
— Uuuu ruruu? — The cat hummed in the same way.
— They turned green looking at you. Whoever has a claim can cook on their own!
— Uuuu rururu! — Instantly the cat was alarmed.
-What about you? You have pate! — Sashka sighed.
-You can go for it too. Perhaps Skizi will share. I snorted.
Skizi did not want to share. He rushed to the bowl and quickly ate his supper. He looked at us with hungry eyes, sighed, and went to the sofa.
I divided the dumplings into bowls. She gave one to Sasha, put the other on the table. Sasha went to eat at the computer. The cat perked up and looked straight from the sofa into his plate.
“Cat,” the husband said in a tragic whisper and rolled his eyes. — Koot! Farewell friend, just in case!
— What? — I even dropped my fork. Goonies.
— Uuu uuuuuuuuuuu! — the cat howled in response. He was so imbued that he climbed onto Sasha’s knees, purring and kissing. At the same time and taste. The color did not frighten the cat, but it smelled wonderful of salmon.
-Here you go uuuuu! Help Julia in everything and obey her!
— uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!
I began to think about whether to throw dumplings at them first, or immediately with a fork?
Sasha was joking, I want to believe, but Skizi got really nervous. He even drummed his tail. If I could, I would have grabbed my head. And since he could not, he grabbed Sasha. Well, that is, he stepped where he didn’t need all his eight kilos … Do I need to tell how Sasha jumped? A poor little cat in one direction, a plate of green dumplings in the other … Sasha swears, trampled and hungry. The cat, offended in the best of feelings, yells. And I calmly eat dumplings. Delicious, by the way. Very juicy. Sasha also liked it, only later. After he had a fight, he cleaned everything up and cooked himself a new dinner. The cat liked it too. When the dumplings fled in different directions after the crash, he caught one. And even though he was afraid of Sasha’s wrath, he still managed to devour it. Then half the night he rummaged under the table, looking for supplements. In general, good dumplings, you must take))
And I’m glad that justice has prevailed. There is nothing to giggle at my cooking! And in general, I do not understand one thing. My mother taught me as a child! Shut your mouth and eat what you gave! You didn’t get it, did you?!