Boris was the smart but independent cat of the narrator's grandmother. He disappeared for a week, worrying his owner. When the narrator and grandmother passed a house, they saw a cat by the gate that turned out to be Boris. It was revealed that Boris had climbed into the house through an open window smelling dried fish, eaten the fish while the neighbors were away, and fled when they returned. The neighbors told the funny story of how Boris got in without being too angry, making everyone laugh.
Boris was the smart but independent cat of the narrator's grandmother. He disappeared for a week, worrying his owner. When the narrator and grandmother passed a house, they saw a cat by the gate that turned out to be Boris. It was revealed that Boris had climbed into the house through an open window smelling dried fish, eaten the fish while the neighbors were away, and fled when they returned. The neighbors told the funny story of how Boris got in without being too angry, making everyone laugh.
Boris was the smart but independent cat of the narrator's grandmother. He disappeared for a week, worrying his owner. When the narrator and grandmother passed a house, they saw a cat by the gate that turned out to be Boris. It was revealed that Boris had climbed into the house through an open window smelling dried fish, eaten the fish while the neighbors were away, and fled when they returned. The neighbors told the funny story of how Boris got in without being too angry, making everyone laugh.
are not forgotten.When I was living with my grandmother in the summer, one interesting incident happened. Grandmother had a beautiful cat Boris. He was very smart, but had an independent character.He freely walked around the neighborhood, terrifying neighbors' cats and even their masters. If he was picked up, he immediately broke away and could scratch. And one day Boris disappeared. Previously, he sometimes disappeared at night, at most a day. He did not come at home for a week. All were sad, my grandmother was afraid that something happened to the cat. She walked the streets, asked neighbors, but no one had seen Boris. My grandmother and I passed one house, and there was a cat sitting near the gate, very similar to Boris. We stopped, and he quickly ran up to us. It was Boris. And it turned out that the owners of that house had left for several days and accidentally had lost the window opened. Boris had climbed inwards, because there was a smell of fish from there. The neighbors had dried fish in the kitchen on the window. In their absence, Boris ate the fish. When the neighbors had returned and had noticed, Boris quickly got out and fled. My grandmother and I were very ashamed of Boris when the neighbors told to us that funny incident. But they were not very angry, because they forgot to close the window. We all laughed, but then we saw that the cat often visited them in the yard and sat for a long time, following the window behind which the neighbors hung a protective net.