When I was 6 months old, I get my first slaves. I was tired of looking for aliments so I thought that I could devote more time to my favourite hobby (sleeping) if my slaves found some food for me. I waited for a very long time until a rainy day, so that I could make them feel more pity, and I chose my objective. As I expected, they couldn’t leave me there and they took me home with them. My plan was successful. Purrrrfect. Soon I had their hearts, their love for me was growing. Little by little,...
PROYECTO CONFINANCIADO POR LA UNIÓN EUROPEA
BENEFICIARIO: Valhalla Cats S.L.
UNA MANERA DE HACER EUROPA