“...As you know, being born a cat is great luck. After all, cats are born for happiness, and only for it. And if you are a smoky gray Persian cat, that means you hit the jackpot. So she had no problems with self-confidence. And can a creature that was born just like that, lying on a dark burgundy velvet pillow, have them? Her parents were respected cats, widely known in narrow cat circles, awarded for their beauty and adored for their rare intelligence. Combed with a soft comb, she lay next to her mother, playing with her paw in the warm sunbeam. She was born with the understanding that she brings beauty and harmony to this world. She was already happy, but she knew that something even better was waiting for her. Less than a couple of months had passed before this best thing happened, and She came, the one without whom a cat’s life makes no sense. A customer came for her..."