Marty. lozer winner.
«Marty, you are a kitten, and everyone loves cheerful kittens! So, why aren’t you playing with others?» Mother-cat rested on the sunny beat-up trunk of a fallen tree, dangled her paws, and looked sadly at her son.
Marty looked up at her with his blue eyes. He wished he could answer but he did not know what. It is not that he did not want to have fun; it just did not work out somehow. When others jumped and somersaulted, chasing flies, all he wanted to do was run to his favorite glade and listen to the gurgling of water among stones in the fast brook… He wondered where it rushes.
Besides, Marty liked the fact that his glade was on a high hill that overlooked the whole new world he knew nothing about yet.
«I have a feeling», Marty started climbing up. «I have a feeling I must go somewhere…» A couple of times his paws failed him but he managed to climb up and make himself comfortable next to his mum.
«Sonny, where must you go? You are my little day-dreamer but now it’s time to grow up. Kittens are born to live next to people, make them laugh
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