Dear Loving Friends

Isn't a pendulum a beautiful thing?

It swings this way and that.

We learn about energy, school years. I don't remember which class it was now. The subject was kinetic energy and potential energy. The teacher explains it with formulas. Not very complicated, but formulas, formulas, lots of formulas. 

One is the energy of movement, the other is the energy gained as you rise.

In principle, as the pendulum swings back and forth, these two energies are transformed into each other. 

The pendulum is at its fastest when it is at its lowest point. That's when its kinetic energy is at its highest. 

And when it goes up to one side, it stops for a moment, that is the moment when its potential energy is at its highest.

I loved watching it. This way and that way.

That's how it is, like a pendulum, sometimes it swings one way, sometimes the other. If you are a part of the system, you will swing back and forth like a pendulum.

And now that the order has come from the top, they have begun to swing on the screens. They are collecting the dogs on the streets by torturing, beating, even slaughtering them in one way or another. Theater artists on pro-government screens are trying to defend these practices as usual. 

I apologize to real theater artists for this analogy, but I couldn't describe what is happening in any other way.

Okay, I remember when I was little, the dogs in the neighborhood attacked us on the way to school. My brother was with me. He told me to go ahead, he was supposed to distract the dogs. When they bit off a piece of his pants, I was scared that something would happen to him, so I approached him. Why are you here again? Why don't you go? I was supposed to save my brother from the attacking dogs. 

Dogs on the streets have really become a problem, but not now, they were a problem when I was young, forty years ago.

We are actually an animal-loving society. Many of my acquaintances go on vacation to Turkey in the summer and when they come back they are amazed, they can't stop talking about the cats and dogs roaming around freely. So I can say that we are famous for this too.

Actually, I don't like to keep dogs at home, if you have a garden, it's okay in the garden, it will have a kennel, it will be used to the outside.

Cats can be at home, but that's not easy either, you have to raise them from a young age. You have to teach them, they need attention. Otherwise, they'll scratch the couches and the doors. 

I love them both, but as I said, they are difficult to take care of at home. 

First of all, they become a member of the family, they become a part of you. So once they join the family, you can't let them go easily. 

That's why I find it hard to understand how they can release them into the forests. I feel like this is the real callousness.

Then the animals starve on the streets, on the forest edges. They get weak, most of them die. They are not used to nature.

And then some dogs, of course, go to the city in groups. Should they starve?

When the children were young, we brought home two kittens because they wanted them so much. They were both females. Sarman type, striped. One of them loved me so much that every evening when I came home, she would sense me ahead of time and run to the door. When I opened the door, she would jump on my shoulder. A show of affection, of course. The other one was more used to being a lady. Aside from the girls, we also shared cats with her.

And then what happened? We took them with us to the beach in the summer. I saw the cats' love there, and their jealousy.

First they fought among themselves over a black cat, and then the wife's cat left the house. We searched and searched, but we couldn't find it. That was our first disappointment and sadness. One of our cats had disappeared as soon as we arrived at the dacha.

Then we had four more little kitties. Again two yellow and two yellow and black mixes.

Two of the kittens the girls gave away to their friends. We kept the two little ones and their mother.

The following year we had already neutered their mother. But the second sadness, their mother was hit by a car in front of the dacha. She liked the road for some reason.

The following year, the black girl shared the same fate with her mother. Baron, our only remaining male cat, stayed with us for another year, and then he was seriously injured in an accident at the dacha. They say cats have nine lives, and it was true. First he recovered, but after a while we lost him unfortunately. I remember the prayers we said for Baron at the vets. 

I don't know how many years ago it was, the other black girl died, but the other yellow cat, the scrawniest among them, was still alive, the one the girls gave to their friends.

After that, my wife and I decided never to have cats in the house again. No one can bear her sadness.

Her brother has a cat in the dacha, but since he grew up there, he doesn't go on the road or anything. 

So sometimes we satisfy our love for cats with him.

As I said, animals become one of the family. They require responsibility.

I'm also in favor of finding a solution for stray dogs, but not in the way we see bad examples now, not in a cruel way. 

This is probably a bit related to the deterioration of the economic situation. People are finding it difficult to feed themselves, let alone feed animals, so many of them have let the animals they used to feed out on the streets. 

Now solve the problem of stray animals if you can. 

I think it would be the best perspective for our elders to take the lead in finding a comprehensive social consensus and a common solution on this issue.

I hope we will find a reasonable solution soon.

Love and respect to everyone from Moscow