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Essay / A fantastic story from another world - 2967
The cat looked at the girl, trying to remind her of her dignity. But as always, his hard, sunny eyes softened as they looked at his young protégé. She was a sweet thing, a playful little human girl of four or five years old, with pale gold hair and eyes as blue as the sky. The cat was currently being held in the most undignified manner, its legs dangling in the air and its body stiffened in the space between its arms and body. The girl spun him around and her pale golden eyes bulged slightly. But he bore it, although without grace. He put up with a lot, as was usual with human children of that age, but she was gentle and meant no harm. she shouted happily, spinning in circles with the cat held in her arms, starting to stumble as dizziness took over her. But as the cat clung to her, eyes wide, she slowed down and finally put him down. He sat down in front of her and looked at the child rather sullenly. “You don’t like that, Leti?” she asked him worriedly. She stopped, thinking for a moment, frowning as her mind worked. “Let’s go play with the Iso-tammi!” » She picked him up and started walking towards the garden. At the door of the house, a light-skinned, dark-haired woman picked her up, cat and all, and smiled as the child squirmed in her arms. “Aiti! the girl screamed with happiness. The cat grimaced and wished he could cover his ears. “Mom, let me down, let me down right now!” Please?" His mother smiled again and laughed. "Oh, I don't know. Maybe. Where were you going, Lemmikit, with your poor kitty in your hand like that? Don't you think that he can walk on his own?" she asked. "Yeah, but I'm carrying him! Isn't that funny? the moon and the sun will be together in the sky at that time until the moon disappears into the house” “Thomas! Come to dinner!” to eat with their parents "I had a really weird dream last night... But I don't really remember it..." Thomas trailed off, looking rather confused "So what constellations did you see. this time, Thomas? » asked their father. “All the usuals.” But it's weird. I could swear the cat moved, because now it's wrapping itself around the base of the flower. » When his parents pushed Thomas to bed, he looked through his telescope for one last look. The cat was still there, curled up around its flower. . His eyes were bright stars, shining brightly in the night. And for a moment one of them went out, then glowed again. "Mom! Dad! The Cat winked at me!"