May 18
It's been a month since I had to "put my beloved cat to sleep". For several years now, I've had this misfortune whenever a cat comes along, that cat, the one for whom you both become the center of the world, the clock of the life resembles more the date on the warranty card of a modern smartphone than a living, loving being. Each time, a hungry hole is left. But this time, something has broken for good. I've had enough. Of course, if the cat distribution drops off another lost soul in need, there will be a place for it under the roof, but… I won't let myself be chosen anymore.
Farewell my beloved. And F U Felv.
