About 6 years ago I bought a new apartment in a new house, it was necessary to make redecoration before moving to a new place of residence. Winter came, the first snow fell, it was already cold. Someone from the neighboring children brought a kitten from the street to the porch, where I met him when I returned from work. After a couple of weeks, I decided to take him to my new apartment not yet inhabited, we can say that this little ball of wool became the first owner of the living space, ahead of me) every day he was waiting for my return, when I feed him, cuddle, and then did not want to let off. Now the cat has grown up, but his behavior amazes me, he seems to remember how I sheltered him and is grateful for it