It was a chilly winter night in a house by the mountains. I had been invited to the house of a friend who had this beautiful house in the slopes of a forested mountain side. I had been here before, but in the summer season. This was my first winter at the house, and as we all know winters in the mountains can get too cold. The idea was to spend the weekend at the mountains, and I was going to enjoy it.
I packed everything I would need for the two and a half days that we were going to spend at the house; two changes of clothes and a jacket. The food was going to be obtained at the nearest supermarket. For the cooking, there was a refrigerator, and a gas stove at the house. They had two dogs at the house, which were as friendly as your best friend, but not with strangers. They had attacked a burglar once.
We arrived at the house a few hours before sunset, and we decided to take a little walk around into the woods. There was a stream of clear water running down through the mountains. We stopped there just to watch the beautiful natural scenery of the waterfalls, created when they encounter a big rock on their way down the mountains. Making the trip to the mountains to witness this kind of spectacles was worth it.
By the time we went back to the house it was already dark and cold. We ate supper after which each one of us went to their room to sleep. I covered myself with two blankets and soon I felt asleep profoundly. I was in the middle of my sleep when I heard something under the bed, as if something was scratching the bed. In the middle of my sleep, I recognized that sound, which seemed familiar to me.
I turned on the light, and from under the bed, I heard the little cat meowing, and what a surprise! It was my little
pet cat who had managed to hide into my baggage, and let himself carried like a smuggling device.
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