Usually, every evening I go straight from the porch to the barn to feed the rats and Poirot the cat, if he is there. And today I first went to the Owl house to carry a bucket of water, and then returned to the house to give dinner to the Dog Kubik.
Poirot the cat saw from the barn that I had not reached the cat and had gone home, and ran after me in a panic. I met him on the next path.
Careful, there's a screamer with Boniface the cat next.
And then I cunningly locked Poirot in the barn, once again making the cat nervous.
Eagle owl Yoll, as usual, answers questions clearly and to the point and shares his opinion.
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