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– «You mean you can’t eat everything that caught your eye»? – asked Hanukkah.

– «You’re the smart dog»! – Mamuka answered the animal.

A real Indian knows his place like the back of his hand. I ran for a long time and remembered the names that were spoken by the flying birds. And then a cat caught my eye.

– «Cat?! Where is a cat?! I’ll ask him now»! – Hanukkah growled.

Mamuka looked at his four-legged companion.

– «Hanukkah, you can’t bark at cats all the time! Listen further if you can’t read».

The dog looked attentively at Mamuka and fell silent, wagging its tail.

A neighbor’s cat was sitting on the fence. It was he who gave me one secret. If you cannot remember something, then it must be written or drawn. I had to make a real map. After all, a true Indian knows everything that grows near his home. The cat also warned that if I climb into someone else’s garden, then I will have huge troubles.

– «I know this from my shabby tail»! – said the cat and quickly jumped off the fence.

After meeting with an unfamiliar cat, I went into the house and took a simple pencil and as well as a piece of paper. I needed them in order to draw a real map. Here is my first map.