Hola, mis amigos. Que placer saludarlos nuevamente y regresar a esta comunidad. Deseo que todos estén disfrutando de un excelente día.
La gata Luna es la mascota de la vecina de al lado. Es una gata pinta, de esas que tienen manchas negras, blancas y naranjas. Es una gatica tricolor. Pero no te creas que es una gata cualquiera. No, señor. Luna tiene una costumbre que ya es tradición en el portal. Todas las noches, cuando cae el sol y la calle se queda tranquila, la muy gatuna se para en el motor de su dueño. Sí, esa moto que está parqueada en el portal de la casa, justo al lado de la puerta. La moto es del dueño de la casa y que ya no sabe qué hacer con la gata.
Hello, my friends. What a pleasure to greet you all again and return to this community. I hope you are all enjoying an excellent day.
Luna the cat is the pet of the next-door neighbor. She is a calico cat, one of those with black, white, and orange spots. She is a little tricolor cat. But don't think she is just any cat. No, sir. Luna has a habit that is already a tradition at the front entrance. Every night, when the sun goes down and the street becomes quiet, that sly cat perches on her owner's motorcycle. Yes, that motorcycle parked at the front entrance of the house, right next to the door. The motorcycle belongs to the owner of the house, who no longer knows what to do with the cat.
Resulta que la moto tiene el asiento de vinilo negro, bastante cómodo según parece. Y a Luna le ha dado por dormir ahí encima. Noche tras noche. No falla. La gata se acerca, se sube de un salto al motor, se acomoda en el asiento y se queda ahí tranquilita. Da igual si hace frío o calor. Da igual si el motor está caliente porque el dueño acaba de llegar. Ella se planta ahí y se duerme como si fuera una cama de plumas.
It turns out the motorcycle has a black vinyl seat, quite comfortable, it seems. And Luna has taken to sleeping on top of it. Night after night. She never fails. The cat comes over, jumps up onto the motorcycle, settles into the seat, and stays there, nice and quiet. It doesn't matter if it's cold or hot. It doesn't matter if the engine is hot because the owner just arrived. She plants herself there and falls asleep as if it were a feather bed.
El dueño de la moto, al principio intentaba quitarla. La empujaba suavemente, le decía "Luna, quita, que me voy". Pero la gata abría un ojo, lo miraba con cara de "¿y tú quién eres?", y seguía a lo suyo. Así que el pobre hombre ha optado por resignarse. La dió pir incorrigible. Ahora, cuando llega por la noche, ya sabe que la moto tiene dueña gatuna. A veces tiene que esperar a que Luna se digne a bajar, o la levanta con cuidado y la pone en el suelo. Pero ella, en cuanto se descuida, vuelve a subirse.
The motorcycle's owner at first tried to get her off. He would push her gently, saying, "Luna, move, I'm leaving." But the cat would open one eye, look at him with a face like "And who are you?", and go on with her business. So the poor man has chosen to resign himself. He decided she was incorrigible. Now, when he comes home at night, he already knows the motorcycle has a feline owner. Sometimes he has to wait for Luna to deign to get down, or he carefully lifts her and puts her on the ground. But as soon as he lets his guard down, she climbs back up.
Yo la veo todas las noches. Los vecinos ya nos hemos acostumbrado. Es más, es lo más divertido del portal. Cuando llegas de noche, ves la moto allí parada y, encima del asiento, la silueta pinta de Luna. Parece un objeto decorativo, una estatua. A veces está acurrucada, a veces panza arriba. Y ronronea que da gusto oírla. La vecina, su dueña, dice que en casa tiene una cama bien cómoda, pero que la gata es una aventurera y que el motor de la moto le da un calorcito que le encanta.
I see her every night. We neighbors have gotten used to it. What's more, it's the funniest thing at the front entrance. When you come home at night, you see the motorcycle parked there and, on the seat, Luna's spotted silhouette. She looks like a decorative object, a statue. Sometimes she is curled up, sometimes belly up. And she purrs so sweetly that it's a pleasure to hear her. The neighbor, her owner, says that at home she has a very comfortable bed, but that the cat is an adventurer and that the motorcycle engine gives her a little warmth she loves.
Pues resulta la gata es muy lista. Se sabe el horario del dueño mejor que él. Cuando el sale por la mañana, ella ya está en el suelo, desperezándose. Pero en cuanto oscurece, zas, de vuelta al asiento. Los niños del barrio la van a ver y le dicen "Luna, Luna", y ella ni caso. Le importa su moto. Su motor. Su cama con ruedas.
Well, it turns out the cat is very smart. She knows the owner's schedule better than he does. When he leaves in the morning, she is already on the ground, stretching. But as soon as it gets dark, zap, back on the seat. The neighborhood kids go to see her and say, "Luna, Luna," and she pays no attention. She cares about her motorcycle. Her bike. Her bed on wheels.
Pues era esto lo que quería contarles, Luna se ha convertido en la reina de ese portal. La moto ya no es del dueño, es de la gata. Todas las noches, allí está ella, en su trono de metal y cuero. Y nosotros, los vecinos, cuando pasamos, sonreímos. Yo he tomado varias fotos en diferentes noches y son estas que les comparto. Porque ver a esa gata pinta dormida sobre la moto es lo más bonito y lo más absurdo. Así que ya sabes, si vienes por aquí de noche, no te extrañe ver a Luna en su sitio. Es su rutina. Noche tras noche. Y el dueño de la moto, pobre, ya hasta le ha puesto una manta vieja encima del asiento para que esté más calentita. Así que Luna duerme como una reina. Y nosotros, encantados de ver el espectáculo.
Well, this was what I wanted to tell you all. Luna has become the queen of that front entrance. The motorcycle is no longer the owner's; it's the cat's. Every night, there she is, on her throne of metal and leather. And we neighbors, when we pass by, smile. I have taken several photos on different nights, and these are the ones I'm sharing with you. Because seeing that calico cat asleep on the motorcycle is the most beautiful and most absurd thing. So now you know, if you come around here at night, don't be surprised to see Luna in her spot. It's her routine. Night after night. And the motorcycle's owner, poor man, has even put an old blanket over the seat so she'll be warmer. So Luna sleeps like a queen. And we are delighted to watch the show.
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