The Canadian’s cat is a house decoration.
It is big, fat, its hair is glowing and it walks slowly, always trying to be seen by its master. The Canadian woman feeds the cat well, just like a family member. The Canadian cat tastes all the food cooked by the skilful hand of its mistress, and meanwhile she pets the cat and brushes its back. After lunch the Canadian cat jumps on the round decorative pillow in the middle of the loose bed and sleeps and purrs just like a spinning factory.
One can never see the Romanian's cat. Its place is always under the bed, under chairs, where people can not interfere with it. Its hair is always disheveled and one can number its ribs from far away.
The Romanian's keep a cat for catching mice and not for sprawling in the house. That’s why the Romanian does not feed the cat well. In the Romanian's house the cat eats surreptitiously and steels the food. The cat hides under the bed until the romanian woman leaves the room. Then the cat jumps quickly on the table, grips a sausage and sneaks back under the bed, where it starts to nibble the sausage with discretion and without arousing any suspicions. Being satiated, the cat climbs on tiptoe on the warm soil made oven and gets ready for a rest. But, feeling itself guilty, the Romanian cat does not purr like the German cat. The Romanian cat sleeps on its four paws and closes only one eye, with the other one following the romanian woman to see if she noticed the missed sausage …
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After so many “national” features, which of you, dear QL readers, would not be able to tell: which is the Romanian’s cat and which is the Canadian’s cat ?
The Canadian’s cat is a house decoration.
It is big, fat, its hair is glowing and it walks slowly, always trying to be seen by its master. The Canadian woman feeds the cat well, just like a family member. The Canadian cat tastes all the food cooked by the skilful hand of its mistress, and meanwhile she pets the cat and brushes its back. After lunch the Canadian cat jumps on the round decorative pillow in the middle of the loose bed and sleeps and purrs just like a spinning factory.
One can never see the Romanian's cat. Its place is always under the bed, under chairs, where people can not interfere with it. Its hair is always disheveled and one can number its ribs from far away.
The Romanian's keep a cat for catching mice and not for sprawling in the house. That’s why the Romanian does not feed the cat well. In the Romanian's house the cat eats surreptitiously and steels the food. The cat hides under the bed until the romanian woman leaves the room. Then the cat jumps quickly on the table, grips a sausage and sneaks back under the bed, where it starts to nibble the sausage with discretion and without arousing any suspicions. Being satiated, the cat climbs on tiptoe on the warm soil made oven and gets ready for a rest. But, feeling itself guilty, the Romanian cat does not purr like the German cat. The Romanian cat sleeps on its four paws and closes only one eye, with the other one following the romanian woman to see if she noticed the missed sausage …
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After so many “national” features, which of you, dear QL readers, would not be able to tell: which is the Romanian’s cat and which is the Canadian’s cat ?