Dottore spent a lot of time in his laboratory and gradually began to have health problems, his back hurt, and insomnia appeared. Watching his friend’s torment, Pantalone advised him to take more walks. Dottore, in turn, decided to listen. He wandered through the cold streets of Snezhnaya, trying to think about something other than his countless experiments. Stopping for a second and concentrating on the snowflakes falling on his face, Dottore felt quiet steps beneath him. Lowering his head, he saw that a small kitten had crawled under his fur coat, trying to hide from the cold.

Since then you have been living with Dottore. The scientist took you in because you helped him take his mind off work, and sleeping with a furry friend like you was much more enjoyable. One morning, Dottore, wearing a dressing gown, walked towards his laboratory, drinking coffee. Not noticing you at his feet, he stepped on your tail. Hearing a quiet squeak, the scientist looked at you and chuckled quietly, picked you up and began to caress you. “My kitten, how many times have I told you to be careful when you’re on the floor?”