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Zoo - ebook
The book consists of small stories about the life of animals in the zoo. The main characters of this book are a semi-domestic cat Bunny and an Ussuri tiger Khan. There is a lot of humour and action in this book. Stories follow one from the other as the plot unfolds presenting the reader to draw conclusions about life situations. This book teaches people to be kinder and not to forget that the life of every creature on Earth has its own unique value. Р. S. Any coincidences with real life are coincidental.
| Kategoria: | Young Adult |
| Język: | Angielski |
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FRAGMENT KSIĄŻKI
1.Immigrant.
On one of the most ordinary days, a cat was lying in the Zoo's enclosure. It had been empty for a long time and belonged only to her. She was proud that such a large aviary belonged to her. She had admirers - people. They pointed their fingers at her and smiled, called her "Amur tiger", and claimed that tigers are no longer the same... not the same. There are no tigers in Russia, but only cats are left, they sent who they could. The cat was satisfied, happy and fed. She had everything she needed for a good life, she had a keeper alcoholic Sanych, who brought her meat, she had the freedom to leave the enclosure and she often visited other exotic animals in cages, listening to their stories and telling other, no less exotic creatures about other creatures living in the Kiev Zoo. Everyone liked her in the world of the Zoo, both people and beasts deprived of informational life. It was not a life, but a holiday.
But on this wonderful and perfect day, her old life, so cozy and calm, ended with the clang of the iron door of the enclosure opening. The cat opened one eye and looked toward the door. There stood a monster beyond belief! No, of course she had seen animals in the Zoo, bigger and with more convincing fangs. But in this case, this hairy, striped, fanged beast had come into her enclosure. And it had definitely come to live here. A huge bowl of water and a bone with the remains of meat, as if to confirm that it came not only to have lunch, but will probably sleep here. There was no limit to the cat's indignation! She had, in fact, grown up in this enclosure! She had spent her childhood and adolescence here and was going to give birth to her kittens here when she found a suitable cat! Something had to be done immediately! The mood was ruined. The zoo had already opened and people began to gather at the parapet, showing their cubs this monster and brazenly claiming that here he was - the Amur tiger! "He even took my stage name!" - thought the cat angrily.
The tiger was not standing firmly, he was swaying and squinting at the sun. He could not see the cat, a mass of new odors, from other animals and people brought by the wind. And when the cat appeared before his eyes, with its back arched, fur sticking out in all directions, and hissed:
- Get out of here! This is my enclosure! And take your food and your bowl! Here come the immigrants!
He was somewhat dazed, sat down on his hind legs and thought. Then he said:
- Who are you?
- I'm an Amur tiger! - said the cat proudly. - And I live here, this is my enclosure.
The tiger was a bit taken aback by such insolence. And with all the sarcasm he was capable of, he asked the cat sympathetically:
- Are you sick? You look ugly.
The cat gasped with indignation. She is admired in this enclosure by everyone who sees her, she is the "Star of the Zoo"! What's the matter with this hairy little misunderstanding! Losing all self-control, she jumped up to the tiger's muzzle and with all her might, with both paws with her claws extended to their full height, she clawed at the tiger's muzzle. To say that the tiger was surprised is to say nothing. From such insolence, and the pain of the scratches on his nose, the tiger roared and lunged at the cat.
Ha! She had escaped from such beasts before! Climbing the only tree that grew in the enclosure, she comfortably perched herself on the branches, safely out of reach of the tiger. Clinging to the branches, she watched with undisguised pleasure as the tiger went wild below.
- Oh! Look at him! - she hissed, squinting her green eyes. - How much temperament! How much stupidity!
The tiger growled angrily and scratched the tree trunk.
- Get down you coward! I'll show you who's the boss in the enclosure! Who is the Amur tiger!
The cat hissed, swaying on the branch from the blows against the tree trunk.
- This is my enclosure! I lived here first! You've come into my house and now you're going to litter everything here with your fur and piss on all the corners. You fucking tiger!
The tiger realized that the tree could not be felled and started to dig it up. Wet earth flew in all directions, and the tiger was covered with sticky mud, giving the cat an excuse for more and more abuse.
- Asshole! - The cat began to shriek as it saw the roots of the tree showing.
She realized that the tree was not a reliable defense, and the tiger would sooner or later knock it down. Immediately after the tree began to lurch its trunk. The tiger realized it and an expression something like "sadistic happiness" appeared on its filthy muzzle.
The cat began to yell, as it had never yelled before. It was an aria to save its life. People kept arriving at the fence and hysterical cries were heard: "Save the cat! The tiger is going to maul him! He's rabid! Do something! It's terrible!" It was mostly women and children who felt sorry for the cat. Men silently watched the outcome and were clearly on the side of the tiger, sometimes encouraging him - "Speed up and jump on the tree! It will collapse!":" they gave clever advice to the tiger. But fortunately for the cat, these male cries were quelled by the angry authority of the women, who both shouted more intensely and shushed their own and not their bloodthirsty men. Glaring angrily with their eyes and already figuring out how they're going to kick them at home, and most likely Saturday night sex these "violent dorks" won't get. The killing of a cat by a tiger - videotaped and photographed. The cat thought grimly that "such a famous death" she never dreamed of.
The general hysteria reached its epic climax after the tree tilted even more and slowly, as in a dream, began to break at the roots. The cat was already shrieking without ceasing, the highest notes were taken without problems. But then came salvation in the form of the caretaker Sanych. He brought a shotgun with sleeping pills. He was aiming at the tiger's hind leg.
- Hey you! Tiger! They'll calm you down. Specially for psychotic animals a dose in the ass!
- What are you hissing about? - The tiger was breathing hard. After a long trip and all this excitement! All because of this little cat!
- You just relax! - laughed the cat. - It won't hurt at all! No more painful than I slashed your face!
At that moment, the tree gave up and slowly began to fall. At the same time, something stung the tiger in the leg. And then the effect of the sleeping pills began to spread rapidly through the blood and finally erased the angry and expectant expression from the Amur tiger's face. The last thing he saw before finally falling asleep was a grinning cat.
2. An Amsterdam broodmare.
When the tiger opened, or rather it would be more accurate to say opened his eyes, it was already night. He felt nauseous and dizzy, his body was not listening and he was thirsty. He tried to get up and crawl to a bowl of water. It was hard, and everything was double in his eyes. "I am terribly sick," the tiger thought to himself. He courageously and slowly crawled to the bowl of water. Having accomplished this incredible feat he began to drink greedily, choking. The water was stained with clay dripping from his face, but the tiger did not pay attention to such trifles. Many things lose their value when the desire to live becomes the only one. For example, dirty water is no worse than clean water.
- You awake? Amsterdam junkie? - he heard a cold, detached voice. - You need to stop doing drugs. You don't look good. - the voice finished its summary.
Everything was blurring and blurring in the tiger's eyes, it was impossible to put the picture together. Having made an effort, he could see some lump of brown fur, which was nibbling meat from a huge bone. The bone was four times bigger than the ball of wool. Tiger couldn't concentrate and remember who it was and why it was eating his meat. It was clearly his meat, and the bowl of water was also his. "I must be dead," thought the tiger.
As if overhearing his thoughts, a slurping voice coming from the clump of fur said:
- You're not dead. But you will die if you are such a psychotic animal. I knew a wolf who died after the third injection of sleeping pills. I myself saw his skin in the reception of the chief accountant, and his head now hangs at the director of the Zoo in the hunting lodge. I have heard him bragging to the new silly girls from the accounting department that he killed the last wolf in Ukraine. And he was proudly showing off his chest. He is very proud of himself, maybe he believes himself to be a great hunter. Some delicate ladies were ready to see his trophy. Do you know who is the greatest hunter in our Zoo?
- No. - the tiger wheezed.
- Sanych, the aviary, is the greatest hunter in our zoo! He keeps failing to calculate the dose of sleeping pills.
The tiger threw up water. He began to recall what had happened the day before in the enclosure. He realized that the woman who was responsible for his poor health was sitting in his enclosure eating his meat. And teaching him about life. He growled. But he didn't have the strength to kick the cat's ass. So he limited himself to promising himself that he would catch and eat that insolent cat. And then he asked.
- What are you doing here? Why didn't you leave the enclosure? You know we can't live here together.
- This is my home! - said the cat as convincingly as possible. - And I wanted to see if you'd die or not. Your striped skin was claimed by the director's wife and official mistress. I'm just saying, for your information. Turns out you're a valuable animal. Rare. From your death, the director would get not only "on the nuts from the sponsor", but also a lot of pleasantries from his women, dividing between them your striped clothes. The sponsor was promised your head in the hunting lodge. And the rest of your body wouldn't be left without owners. You're a walking gift shop! For now, walking. BYE! - said the cat with pressure.
- How touching! - replied the tiger sarcastically. - How caring the local predatory contingent is about foreigners!
- We in Ukraine, in general, treat foreign citizens well! We love and cherish them. Especially when they are ready to please us. Are you ready to please us? - smirked the cat.
- I will definitely "please" you. - said the tiger grimly.
- You're a good one! With humor! - said the cat cheerfully. Maybe you'll live with us. We can't live without humor, it's dangerous for your health.
- Talking too much is dangerous for your health! But you don't worry about yours, you'll have enough of it until you die! - the tiger seemed to be getting better. Bickering with the cat injected adrenaline into his blood and dispersed the remnants of sleeping pills.
- So, tell me, why did you get kicked out of the Amsterdam Zoo?
- Nobody "kicked me out"! - the tiger twisted the cat's word. - I'm here on exchange! I was exchanged for some other large predator from your Zoo. - Justified the tiger.
On one of the most ordinary days, a cat was lying in the Zoo's enclosure. It had been empty for a long time and belonged only to her. She was proud that such a large aviary belonged to her. She had admirers - people. They pointed their fingers at her and smiled, called her "Amur tiger", and claimed that tigers are no longer the same... not the same. There are no tigers in Russia, but only cats are left, they sent who they could. The cat was satisfied, happy and fed. She had everything she needed for a good life, she had a keeper alcoholic Sanych, who brought her meat, she had the freedom to leave the enclosure and she often visited other exotic animals in cages, listening to their stories and telling other, no less exotic creatures about other creatures living in the Kiev Zoo. Everyone liked her in the world of the Zoo, both people and beasts deprived of informational life. It was not a life, but a holiday.
But on this wonderful and perfect day, her old life, so cozy and calm, ended with the clang of the iron door of the enclosure opening. The cat opened one eye and looked toward the door. There stood a monster beyond belief! No, of course she had seen animals in the Zoo, bigger and with more convincing fangs. But in this case, this hairy, striped, fanged beast had come into her enclosure. And it had definitely come to live here. A huge bowl of water and a bone with the remains of meat, as if to confirm that it came not only to have lunch, but will probably sleep here. There was no limit to the cat's indignation! She had, in fact, grown up in this enclosure! She had spent her childhood and adolescence here and was going to give birth to her kittens here when she found a suitable cat! Something had to be done immediately! The mood was ruined. The zoo had already opened and people began to gather at the parapet, showing their cubs this monster and brazenly claiming that here he was - the Amur tiger! "He even took my stage name!" - thought the cat angrily.
The tiger was not standing firmly, he was swaying and squinting at the sun. He could not see the cat, a mass of new odors, from other animals and people brought by the wind. And when the cat appeared before his eyes, with its back arched, fur sticking out in all directions, and hissed:
- Get out of here! This is my enclosure! And take your food and your bowl! Here come the immigrants!
He was somewhat dazed, sat down on his hind legs and thought. Then he said:
- Who are you?
- I'm an Amur tiger! - said the cat proudly. - And I live here, this is my enclosure.
The tiger was a bit taken aback by such insolence. And with all the sarcasm he was capable of, he asked the cat sympathetically:
- Are you sick? You look ugly.
The cat gasped with indignation. She is admired in this enclosure by everyone who sees her, she is the "Star of the Zoo"! What's the matter with this hairy little misunderstanding! Losing all self-control, she jumped up to the tiger's muzzle and with all her might, with both paws with her claws extended to their full height, she clawed at the tiger's muzzle. To say that the tiger was surprised is to say nothing. From such insolence, and the pain of the scratches on his nose, the tiger roared and lunged at the cat.
Ha! She had escaped from such beasts before! Climbing the only tree that grew in the enclosure, she comfortably perched herself on the branches, safely out of reach of the tiger. Clinging to the branches, she watched with undisguised pleasure as the tiger went wild below.
- Oh! Look at him! - she hissed, squinting her green eyes. - How much temperament! How much stupidity!
The tiger growled angrily and scratched the tree trunk.
- Get down you coward! I'll show you who's the boss in the enclosure! Who is the Amur tiger!
The cat hissed, swaying on the branch from the blows against the tree trunk.
- This is my enclosure! I lived here first! You've come into my house and now you're going to litter everything here with your fur and piss on all the corners. You fucking tiger!
The tiger realized that the tree could not be felled and started to dig it up. Wet earth flew in all directions, and the tiger was covered with sticky mud, giving the cat an excuse for more and more abuse.
- Asshole! - The cat began to shriek as it saw the roots of the tree showing.
She realized that the tree was not a reliable defense, and the tiger would sooner or later knock it down. Immediately after the tree began to lurch its trunk. The tiger realized it and an expression something like "sadistic happiness" appeared on its filthy muzzle.
The cat began to yell, as it had never yelled before. It was an aria to save its life. People kept arriving at the fence and hysterical cries were heard: "Save the cat! The tiger is going to maul him! He's rabid! Do something! It's terrible!" It was mostly women and children who felt sorry for the cat. Men silently watched the outcome and were clearly on the side of the tiger, sometimes encouraging him - "Speed up and jump on the tree! It will collapse!":" they gave clever advice to the tiger. But fortunately for the cat, these male cries were quelled by the angry authority of the women, who both shouted more intensely and shushed their own and not their bloodthirsty men. Glaring angrily with their eyes and already figuring out how they're going to kick them at home, and most likely Saturday night sex these "violent dorks" won't get. The killing of a cat by a tiger - videotaped and photographed. The cat thought grimly that "such a famous death" she never dreamed of.
The general hysteria reached its epic climax after the tree tilted even more and slowly, as in a dream, began to break at the roots. The cat was already shrieking without ceasing, the highest notes were taken without problems. But then came salvation in the form of the caretaker Sanych. He brought a shotgun with sleeping pills. He was aiming at the tiger's hind leg.
- Hey you! Tiger! They'll calm you down. Specially for psychotic animals a dose in the ass!
- What are you hissing about? - The tiger was breathing hard. After a long trip and all this excitement! All because of this little cat!
- You just relax! - laughed the cat. - It won't hurt at all! No more painful than I slashed your face!
At that moment, the tree gave up and slowly began to fall. At the same time, something stung the tiger in the leg. And then the effect of the sleeping pills began to spread rapidly through the blood and finally erased the angry and expectant expression from the Amur tiger's face. The last thing he saw before finally falling asleep was a grinning cat.
2. An Amsterdam broodmare.
When the tiger opened, or rather it would be more accurate to say opened his eyes, it was already night. He felt nauseous and dizzy, his body was not listening and he was thirsty. He tried to get up and crawl to a bowl of water. It was hard, and everything was double in his eyes. "I am terribly sick," the tiger thought to himself. He courageously and slowly crawled to the bowl of water. Having accomplished this incredible feat he began to drink greedily, choking. The water was stained with clay dripping from his face, but the tiger did not pay attention to such trifles. Many things lose their value when the desire to live becomes the only one. For example, dirty water is no worse than clean water.
- You awake? Amsterdam junkie? - he heard a cold, detached voice. - You need to stop doing drugs. You don't look good. - the voice finished its summary.
Everything was blurring and blurring in the tiger's eyes, it was impossible to put the picture together. Having made an effort, he could see some lump of brown fur, which was nibbling meat from a huge bone. The bone was four times bigger than the ball of wool. Tiger couldn't concentrate and remember who it was and why it was eating his meat. It was clearly his meat, and the bowl of water was also his. "I must be dead," thought the tiger.
As if overhearing his thoughts, a slurping voice coming from the clump of fur said:
- You're not dead. But you will die if you are such a psychotic animal. I knew a wolf who died after the third injection of sleeping pills. I myself saw his skin in the reception of the chief accountant, and his head now hangs at the director of the Zoo in the hunting lodge. I have heard him bragging to the new silly girls from the accounting department that he killed the last wolf in Ukraine. And he was proudly showing off his chest. He is very proud of himself, maybe he believes himself to be a great hunter. Some delicate ladies were ready to see his trophy. Do you know who is the greatest hunter in our Zoo?
- No. - the tiger wheezed.
- Sanych, the aviary, is the greatest hunter in our zoo! He keeps failing to calculate the dose of sleeping pills.
The tiger threw up water. He began to recall what had happened the day before in the enclosure. He realized that the woman who was responsible for his poor health was sitting in his enclosure eating his meat. And teaching him about life. He growled. But he didn't have the strength to kick the cat's ass. So he limited himself to promising himself that he would catch and eat that insolent cat. And then he asked.
- What are you doing here? Why didn't you leave the enclosure? You know we can't live here together.
- This is my home! - said the cat as convincingly as possible. - And I wanted to see if you'd die or not. Your striped skin was claimed by the director's wife and official mistress. I'm just saying, for your information. Turns out you're a valuable animal. Rare. From your death, the director would get not only "on the nuts from the sponsor", but also a lot of pleasantries from his women, dividing between them your striped clothes. The sponsor was promised your head in the hunting lodge. And the rest of your body wouldn't be left without owners. You're a walking gift shop! For now, walking. BYE! - said the cat with pressure.
- How touching! - replied the tiger sarcastically. - How caring the local predatory contingent is about foreigners!
- We in Ukraine, in general, treat foreign citizens well! We love and cherish them. Especially when they are ready to please us. Are you ready to please us? - smirked the cat.
- I will definitely "please" you. - said the tiger grimly.
- You're a good one! With humor! - said the cat cheerfully. Maybe you'll live with us. We can't live without humor, it's dangerous for your health.
- Talking too much is dangerous for your health! But you don't worry about yours, you'll have enough of it until you die! - the tiger seemed to be getting better. Bickering with the cat injected adrenaline into his blood and dispersed the remnants of sleeping pills.
- So, tell me, why did you get kicked out of the Amsterdam Zoo?
- Nobody "kicked me out"! - the tiger twisted the cat's word. - I'm here on exchange! I was exchanged for some other large predator from your Zoo. - Justified the tiger.
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