The morning at the dacha looked like a real summer morning. The sun was shining brightly, the berries were ripening, the birds were singing. It was time to rest! Vladimir Vasilyevich woke up early. He liked to get up early in the village. It was just the right time to do everything. Especially while his wife and restless little Antoshka were sleeping. But, as it turned out, Antoshka was already awake. He ran to his dad himself.
– Dad, our Barsik is lost! He’s still little! We need to find him immediately!
– Yes, he’ll go for a walk and come! Don’t worry, he needs to go for a walk too!
– What if he ran away into the forest or the neighbor’s dogs scared him? He’s still little! We need to find him!
– Well, let’s print some leaflets and hang them around the village, maybe someone will see them.
– Wait, dad, let’s call Uncle Borya? He gave us Barsik. He works in the bank’s security service. And since he fights criminals there, that means he can help us too! Call!
The children’s Caring for Our Little eyes showed hope that Uncle Borya would definitely help. Well, you can’t take hope away from a child! You have to call!
– Borya, hi! Sorry it’s so early. Antoshka really wants to talk to you! He has a serious problem.
– Let’s!
– Hello, Antoshka, what happened?
– Uncle Borya, our Barsik is lost. Help! Please!
Boris heard Caring for Our Little Antoshka whining into the phone.
– Don’t cry! We’ll find Barsik!
– Is that true? Will we find it?
— Have I ever lied to you or dad?
– No.
– Well then. I said we’ll find it, so we will. I’ll call back in half an hour. Wait.
Antoshka spent those half an hour on edge. He ran to his dad every five minutes with the same question.
– Uncle Borya Caring for Our honduras whatsapp data Little hasn’t called? It hasn’t been half an hour yet?
– No, darling, he didn’t call.
But then the phone rang.
– Volodya, tell Caring for Our Little Antoshka to go to the neighboring dacha, where a girl named Lena lives with her parents. Barsik is sleeping with her. He often goes there. Or better yet, go together. Bring him home, and alb directory then I’ll tell you how I found him. You could have done it yourself.
Half an hour later, Barsik was ceremoniously delivered home. The neighbors, who had rented a dacha nearby this summer, turned out to be kind people. And Barsik liked to be both here and there.
– Borya, so how did you find him?
– Volodya, you are Caring vinicius heltai professor universitã¡rio iii for Our Little terribly inattentive. Remember when you went to the dacha, I brought you a collar for the cat? Well, here it is. It has a GPS tracker installed. I also gave you the password for it and showed you how to track it.