My Jerry

I want to tell the story aboutcat Jerry. He is very playful. Lumps of fluffy golden-white with blue eyes. But gradually the magical little kitten become a trained adult cat. Now he does not subordinated: he was an independent and important. We jokingly nicknamed him "the intellectual". When the spring we brought him to the grandmother in the village, he experienced a shock - sat on settee more days.

 Before my arrival two months already feel at home. Later, my grandmother told me how his neighbor's cat drove at the very top branch of a pear tree. Woman awakened by screams and ran to help Jerri .He taking a leap of wood, but sprained leg. I had my grandmother take care of Jerry. He passed a week. There was a day of rain, the streets were dirty, and Jerry had come to the walk. One had to see this picture as he exposed forward bandaged paw, jumping in the rain on ridges - walks.

 There are many funny stories happened to Jerry. He drove from its territory all strange cats. He also learned to catch mouses.  I decided to leave Jerry with my grandmother. There a better and more fun for him.