Hij was een doodgewone aanhalige ka

Hij was een doodgewone aanhalige kater met zwarte strepen en een witte snuit, maar als hij 's morgens onze tuin inliep veranderde hij in een kille moordenaar. De metamorfose was opmerkelijk; zijn luie, bijna vadsige manier van lopen ging over in een tijgersluipgang. Hij schoof met zijn buik over de bielsen, tussen de struiken en planten en beeldde zich in dat hij in een oerwoud was. Hij was op jacht.

Resultaten (Engels) 1:

He was an ordinary cuddly hangover with black stripes and a white muzzle, but if he caught up he changed our morning garden in a chilly killer. The metamorphosis was remarkable; his lazy, slothful way of walking almost went over in a tiger sluipgang. He advanced with his belly on the sleepers, between the bushes and plants and fancied that he was in a jungle. He was on the prowl.

Resultaten (Engels) 2:

He was an ordinary affectionate cat with black stripes and a white muzzle, but as the morning he walked into our yard, he turned into a cold killer. The transformation was remarkable; his easy, almost lazy gait turned into a tiger creep speed. He shuffled his belly on the sleepers between the shrubs and plants and imagined that he was in a jungle. He was hunting.

Resultaten (Engels) 3:

he was just a cuddly cat with black stripes and a white snout, but when he walked into our garden in the morning, he turned into a cold-blooded killer. the metamorphosis was remarkable; be lazy, almost gelatinous walk went on in a tijgersluipgang. he slid his belly on the bielsen, between the bushes and plants and imagined that he was in a jungle.he was hunting.