

A story about a neighbour and a cat π±π
I have a neighbour who loves his cat very much. One day he decided to train him to go out for walks.... on a leash. Well, the cat is a proud and independent creature, and apparently he didn't like the idea of being βon a leashβ at all.
I'm standing at the window, watching as the neighbour proudly takes the cat out into the yard. But instead of going for a walk, the cat lies down on the pavement and says with his whole look: βNo, I'm not goingβ. The neighbour patiently tries to persuade him: βCome on, at least a couple of steps!β
In the end, the picture: the neighbour goes, holding the leash, and the cat... lies on his back and rolls on the pavement like a star until he's pulled! π People around are laughing, and the neighbour, apparently not losing his optimism, says: βIt's okay, next time it will work!β
Since then, every time I see this cat, I remember that epic βoutingβ πΎ
I love animals, eh! π©·π©·π©·