From the author: Fairy tales of the cat Purrs: Wings of an Angel In one country, in one city, on one street, in one house there lived a Kitty. Kotik had many friends, acquaintances and good friends. Everyone loved him, turned to him for help and support, and sometimes they just liked to talk. Because Kitty, despite his young years, was very wise and was always kind, cheerful, and friendly. He knew how to listen, help, lend a shoulder, warm him up and give wise advice (which we people always really lack)... He brought joy to every home, to every family, to every heart and soul. And everything would be fine, if not for one thing... When Kitty was left alone, his eyes were closed with sadness and melancholy, incomprehensible, inexplicable, but so deep and sad. The cat wanted to cry, but he knew that “real cats don’t cry!” And that's true. So he remained alone with his anxiety and sadness, not knowing what it was about. When Kotik thought about when she appeared, he was at a loss, he didn’t remember anything, his past was a blank sheet with a slight feeling of bright memory. The faster Kotik grew up, the heavier the melancholy became in his heart, at times it seemed that he wouldn’t be able to get up and go. And it was simply necessary to go in order to live and help others. And he walked, even ran, because he was not able to walk, he ran to overcome gravity. Others thought that Kitty became an angel in such impulses. Although why is it that he was considered a messenger of Heaven, only in the flesh, and it’s okay that he doesn’t have wings. The main thing is that he knows how to fly and give his love and care to those who need it. But one day, Kitty fell. It's good that no one saw this. Yes, even if they saw it, they would think it was a game, and he just wants to cheer them up. He fell on a green lawn, not far from the house; it was early in the morning, so there was no one around. The cat was exhausted, he didn’t even try to get up, it was simply useless. He was in oblivion, it was delirium, a dream, a dream, he didn’t understand, he finally understood one thing - he was just tired! Tired of everything. And there is no more strength to fight. For a long time, Kitty lay on the grass. A ray of the Sun ran across him, he thought that morning was just coming. He didn’t even immediately hear a rustling nearby. The cat thought that he was imagining it. And only when this “rustling” climbed onto his nose was Kotik able to see his long mustache. He even thought for a minute that it was his reflection. I just don’t understand why the eyes aren’t green?! And the “rustle” says to Kitty: “Maybe you need help?” The cat, due to his kindness, said one thing - “Thank you,” - and he could not say more. He was happy. The cat slept soundly, calmly, and only the midday sun could wake him up. He had a lot of dreams or they were just memories, he couldn’t tell for sure, and it didn’t matter. He was just happy. His sadness and melancholy receded, as if they had never existed. Kitty felt an incredible surge of strength and flew again. No one noticed the changes in Kitty, which is good. Only Kitty knew that he could really fly. It’s not for nothing that his back has been itching lately, it’s just that wings, angel wings, have been breaking through. They were invisible and only Kitty knew about their existence, and in difficult moments he stroked them gently to gain new strength. At such moments, he looked at the Sun and knew that he was now being seen, and thanked Heaven for everything that was in his life…