Kitten.

It has probably been more than a month when my colleague from work brought me this small, white ball.
Such a small varmint and troublemaker, just like a small child, must enter everywhere, sweep all dirt from corners, catch spiders from behind cabinets and climb on everything.

She want play all day round.
Whole armchairs ruffled, curtains pulled, baskets overturned and legs (of course mine) bitten because he must catch everything that moves.

She climbs the curtains, sharpens claws on the armchairs, throws all the rubbish out of my bin just to lie down comfortably there (no matter that only for two minutes).

She loves to go to the garden. You don`t have to call her twice. She loves to jump on wet grass, climb trees, smell flowers and usually she likes to walk behind a pine tree and jump on my leg or a scary neighbour chicken.
You can`t catch her, she always has some tricks in her head.

                                                             
                                                                My dear FUNIA.