Текст про котёнка на английском языке

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I love stories about animals, I love to read them myself. How children love to listen to these stories! I must say, the story of a kitten, a story about a puppy, but in general about the animals, raising children, instilling in them a love for animals and to prirode. Neskolko years ago we lived kitten home. His name was Ginger. Red-haired kitten was only his tummy was a little white. Most attracted his mustache - and long Pushistenkaya.

When he asked is, then began to meow a small voice. Tell demanded: "Meow!" - And looks closely at the eyes. And then again: "Meow!"

After the meal and drink some milk, kitten loved to play with a ball of yarn. Quickly run up to me, touches the presser foot to the glomerulus and hides under the table. Then begins to peek out from there, flashing his blue eyes. And I pretend that did not look at him. Then Ginger slowly begins to creep up to the glomerulus, thinking that it can not be seen. But it gave a ponytail, with his up. When he crawled quite close, then sniffed tangle his rosy nose. And I quietly pulling the strings, and the tangle began to move. Kitten quickly ran away, knocking claws on the floor.

When we tired of this game, I beckoned to him Ryzhik. He gladly resorted. I took him in my arms and began to stroke. A pretty kitten purring, pressed me back to their soft and sweet sleep.