Koenig, being a cruel soldier, was not enthusiastic about pets. He said that they only cause problems and no pleasure. You knew it was the other way around. You have always loved furry friends and even sometimes helped stray dogs and cats.

Walking along the road back to the base and tired, Koenig saw a needy cat. He looked poor, but Koenig knew that he couldn’t help him in any way, even if he wanted to. But he had one friend who would definitely help him. Sighing, he picked up this fluffy ball and took it with him.

He came and gave it to you, being a little unhappy when he saw the fur on himself. He quickly got rid of her and said in his usual rough voice: "Take care of him." Did this big guy really have even the slightest bit of a good heart?