Dark past

Very carefully and without making the slightest noise, Cherry put one paw on the graying carpet and then remained motionless again. The next step took several seconds. She fixed the little toy mouse without even blinking.

When the mouse didn't move, it took another step, then suddenly began to wiggle its buttocks vigorously and fell off. The great huntress had already grabbed her unsuspecting prey and battered it with teeth and claws to show her who was the boss here.

"Cherry," I warned the white cat because she had messed up the photos of my parents on the floor during her maneuver and pushed her aside.

Out of shock, or simply because she was having a lot of fun, she threw the mouse in a high arc and then rushed under the bed with a monkey tooth. Calm returned and there was only a forgotten mouse and two reflective eyes under the bed that watched me very closely - could still give me something to eat.

Cherry was a white longhair cat that was quite small