New home and new guests
At the beginning of the house, the mother shouted the verandah and said, "Let's see the sky in the house, at least in the house." They had to come near the city for the needs of their parents' work. Changing the house is not something new to Mithul, it is almost nine years old to live in the house. From one house to another, the city is passing from the city, from one school to another. Two more weeks from the start of the new school School holidays are usually spent reading books. Thinking about the previous school, friends, she was inclined to turn away the book from the book, while looking at the cat at the balcony of Folk Center in the balcony. Mithul was surprised, he came here from here. Milk-sapphire mixed with black and gray, the round brown eyes are like two transparent glasses. Looking at him. The book was lying in the lap, as it did not understand. The cats also disappeared.
During the dinner at night, Mithula took the cats, why do not we put a cat?
Ma said, so many houses, I have worked hard, where the cat will be!
Mithul says why the verandah
There is no work, hagumutu by the end of the end. That's because the mother blows up the cats.
The next day the cat came again. Mithul carefully went to the bottom of the blender covering the door glass with milk in the bowl. The cottage drinks the milk around carefully watching around
After seeing the milk bowl back from the mother, her eyes stretched on the forehead. Knowing the cats from Mithul, he said, okay give it to eat, but do not let the father do that in the house. Put in the balcony.
Now, on the soft towel next to the milk bowl, Mithul gave the cat a bed for the cat. Say sleeping.
The cat came, milk, but he did not sleep in bed, but he looked at Mithul. Today, he did not feel so afraid. Mithul slowly went to her and laughed with a hand on her neck. Sharwat gave the name
Gifts
Mithul's school started She goes to school. Sharbat roams around like himself. On returning from Mithul school, where did they come from Sharbat when they came to the mailbox? They return home together. Mithal gives me some food to eat and eat. Prefer to play with the Sharbeth cardboard box. Mithal also introduced new ways of playing with him. Putting something on the head, pulling it in front of her, slowly pulls her away, chasing her as a living insect or a lizard, grab one hand and hold it in another. Ever snatch and take it in two hands.
It's winter. The night is quite cold now. Whether it is due to winter or motherhood, the mother's ban on the Sharbat's house has relaxed. Sharbat now sleeping on Sofa, Mital's bed, and never sleeping on the parents' bed.
One day, Sharbat came out with a terrible tragedy. On weekends, they were watching TV, taking a rabbit from Sharbat and placed them in front of them. The mother was very angry to see the rats from outside.
Jungle cat, you do not let me eat, because you locked the door of the balcony by putting him out of the house. Sharbat went on looking at the mirror from the door of the glass door with some surprises and some criminals eyes.
Father explained the nature of Sharbat, that Sharbat actually did not kill the mouse for eating himself, as a gift for us. It did it from his 'natural instinct'. A girl catcher in the Sharbat. In the world of animals, mothers bring food to the child. Something like that We are the family of Sharbat. He brought us the rat as a sign of his love-loyalty to us.
Mother said, so die rats!
Dad said that he would bring a grocery for you or bring flowers!
Sharbat did not come at night. The mother kept the lamp removed by removing the balcony from the balcony. Mithal repeatedly came to see him, he is not. Whenever he gets no one in front of him, he comes to Mital's window and calls for help. That day did not do much. In the morning, when the mother saw that Sharbat came to the corners of the verandah in the cold, When he opened the door, he picked up the tail and rubbed his back on the feet of his mother and started greeting him. Mother lifted her in the lap. The cold body of the mother's coat got relief.
The owner's search
When Sharwat started to stay with Mithul completely. Then the Filipino family of the next unit came to visit Mittul's house. She asked her husband to know that she is your cat? I saw him almost. Where did you get such a pretty cat?
Ma said, that actually took us out.
So you did not look for his master?
Ma said, we thought we were all neutral.
It may be that his master has lost him and he is dying. She said the lady.
Seeing the mother being silent, she said, do one thing, take him to the vat and take him to the vat. If there is an owner from Microchip 1 , then it can be known. If he is a free cat then there is no word. You will have to micro-chiped it.
Considering the neighbors, Sharbat was taken to the vet. Mittul does not want to find any owner of Sharbat. And dururu kept waiting in the chest.
Microchip was found in Sharbat's body. He found his real owner.
Sharbat's identity
Name: Nissisha,
Gender: Female
Age: 6 years 3 months
Note : Her cervix has been dropped by surgery.
Identity of Sharwat owner
: Pina Ozlin.
Sex: Female
Age: 53
Address: 11 Anselm Street, Strathfield South
Phone: 0424 ..., Email: ...
From the veterinary clinic, their car stopped right in front of the 11th house of Anselm Street. Then it was noon. Nobody said anything on the way. Mithul grew up, did not have a childhood age. Yet at this moment, he was very much inclined to run away with Sharbat. Mother's eyes are wet, Dad does not want to look at anyone. Mithul has been sitting in a basket with a bhabalashein without thinking. He does not understand what is going to happen, or he understands, who knows!
The trembling hand presses the durable ...
Wait a bit for a while again. And again ...
No one opened the door.
Father gave a call to the number of owner of Sharbat owner in the veterinary clinic. Got off
A giant Maori in the adjacent house was cutting grass in the garden after two gentlemen. When they were waiting for their 11th house in front of the house, they came forward and asked, "Who are you?"
Dad said, near Pina Ozlin.
Can you know the reason? The man showed surprise.
Father told Sharbat, we came to return his cat. He might have lost it.
The man looked at Sharbat and said, I understand that you are now with you?
After a little while, he said again, Pina was a middle-aged woman with family and children. The house was left alone. I did not see anyone coming or going. Who knows whether the friends were either. There was no communication with neighbors as well. But I saw the cat, it was her.
The father asked, did he go somewhere else?
Mouri said, taking out his head, he saw an ambulance and police vehicle in front of the house two months ago, and found out that he had died in the house the previous night. Extra alcoholism might be stroke maybe I do not know whether his death has been updated in the catcher registry!
Footnote:
A cat came from the house. Like Mitul, his son's popularity with his son is very high. By coincidence the boy named him 'Sharbat'. Our Sharbat is also a girl cat and sometimes it brings us to the rats as a gift for us. Lying on his lap, lying down on his throat, he glance at his eyes. I did not know much about animal laws in Australia. The story came to the head by doing a haystack for Sharbat and wrote it.
Microchip 1 (Microchip): pets (pet) or Bohemian (stray) animals is a way to identify the Australasian Animal Registry - Pet identification and recovery service to obtain the approval of the council, animal shelters and veterinary clinics from microchip used. Small chips are inserted into the animal body. Every different information on each chip is protected by all the information of a particular animal, at any international animal shelter and at the database of the veterinary clinic. For example, identity of the animal, identity and contact of the owner, which is useful for the protection, protection and treatment of animals.
Mauri II (Māori): palenesiyana indigenous people who settled in New Zealand around 1300 to 1250. Our first recruit in Australia was 'Pat' and 'Clark', a wonderful Mouri couple, between the ages of 75 and 80.