Хах, мой "рассказик" на курсы.
Hello, my name is Mr. Ketsy and I want to tell you my story.
At first you should know: I’m cat. Now I’m a glossy cat, my fur is the gentlest, my legs are so soft and my owner loves me very much. But it wasn’t so some years ago. When I was a little kitten I had been living with my mom and brothers and sisters on the farm near the huge river. May my ex-owner was a good person too and loved us, I don’t remember him good enough because I was too little. I remember our brown basket with a worm plaid inside. We were happy family. But one day the grate tragedy had befallen on our cat’s heads! There had been pouring rains for several weeks and the river we had been living near burst its banks! The farm was submerged, there was no ground only slush and think mud everywhere! I remember water flow picked our basket up and brought us upstream! Some days we had been knocking around the world and twisted and turned. We were absolutely exhausted and starving, we were run out of courage and didn’t consider to stay alive and accepted our situation. But suddenly somebody’s huge arm had grabbed our basket and fished it out. It was Mr. Biggz our present owner! He saved us when we were at death’s door starving and wet. Good people exist my family and I think! And now each of us has his own posh basket! Mur-mur!)