Barsik came to us on an ordinary rainy Tuesday. At first he sat under a chair, listening to unfamiliar sounds. We put some water nearby and let him take his time.
That evening he climbed onto the sofa, found the softest corner of the blanket and fell asleep. We spent the next hour whispering so we would not wake our new neighbour. I think that was when the house became a little more of a home.
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Anya
I remember that blanket! By the next day, it already belonged to him.
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Alexey
We still share it that way: Barsik gets the middle, we get the edges.
Alexey· May 2025
The morning garden rounds
At the country house, Barsik has a morning route: the porch, the seedlings, the old apple tree. He always stops by the mint, as if checking that everything is in place.
Today I followed with a camera. I wanted to save this little ritual that marks the start of our summer.
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Nina
And after his rounds he joins me on the veranda. As soon as I sit down with my tea, a ginger tail appears beside me.
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I remember that blanket! By the next day, it already belonged to him.
We still share it that way: Barsik gets the middle, we get the edges.