I was at my apartment, and the door was open. Out of nowhere an animal rushed in: looked like a cat, but was bigger, more like a lynx. She ran through the hall and stopped. The cat was looking at me in an aggressive way, so I thought it would be best to wave my scarf at her to show the way out. The cat did not appreciate the idea at all: she started hissing and showing her teeth, managing to even successfully bite me once.
Quite scared and irritated at the same time, I finally started pushing the cat out of the door. Only then I've noticed that on her front paws she was wearing.. mittens! From all the fighting, the mittens started to crawl down, and by the time the cat was out of the door, the mittens were off the paws. The cat gave me a sad look, quietly sat down, and started to put her mittens back on.
I felt ashamed of myself. How could I be so cruel? From the scene of the poor creature pulling her mittens back on the paws, I was almost crying. And then I woke up. Kittens with mittens, huh?
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