Alex Exler "Notes of the Shashlik Cat"
And you never imagined what kind of lifenormal house cat? Do you think that the whole day you do it only that you are asleep? No. Cat life is a total experience, stress and struggle for territory! «Notes of the cat Shashlik"Alex Exler - a beautiful illustration of that.
Alex Exler - is a modern Russian satirist and writer,famous critic, reviewer and radio host. Many people listen to his opinion, and the number of admirers of his work becomes more and more every day.
His famous book "Notes of Shashlyk cat" won the hearts of many people. Abram Ivanovich Shashlyk Is the most common domestic cat thatsays in his notes about the "unhappy" everyday life of his cat's life. His experiences, various moments of the difficult coexistence of the cat and people are described in detail in the book.
The book is read very easily, just on one spirit. The peculiar style of the story of Exxler, excellent humor and extraordinary ideas made a book about Shashlik cat very popular. In this book, you should not look for any hidden implication that calls for fighting for animal rights. "Notes of the cat Shashlyk" - this is an easy humorous book, which will certainly raise your spirits.
Quotations from the book
"And Sveta, for some reason, did not laugh, but simplygrabbed a broom (the same one with which I tried several times to try Andryukha, there is justice in the world, I have, I'm telling you!) and began to beat her beloved on the head, shouting at the whole apartment that he had smashed some lousy floppy "nenaki" and "givenci". On the shy offer of Andrew to collect the resulting puddle in one bottle, Sveta replied that these smells of the two great masters can not mix together. And that because of her brawny hubby they mingled and now smell like a herd of crocheted cats. Then I hiccupped with surprise, for such a comparison seemed to me too free. Even I have never sniffed a herd of crabs, and Sveta, as far as I can tell, is even more so. "
"Sveta realized that the situation requires decisiveactions and managed to drive her husband into the computer, hoping that at least his favorite unit he will leave alone. By the way, I guessed. But I was substituted. Foolishly decided to ask what exactly this programmer-alcoholist would do this way, he grabbed me and said that the cool guy had to match the color of his beloved bandura, then he painted my side with silver paint until I turned his shirt in a set of rags for wiping the monitor. "
"Is THAT a dog?" - Sveta was surprised. - Yes, it's a walking boa!
"For me, it's a barking gauntlet,"agreed Uncle Volodya, pulling one foot of the shoe with the other leg - if for her money is paid. At you in Moscow these dogs are very valuable. So I'm taking money to earn some money.
"What's her name?" "Sveta inquired. But the devil knows," Uncle Volodya responded easily. - I call her - Tsigeyka. It hurts like a sleeve from a zigeyka fur coat. Only the coloring is different. "
