On March 28 at ten in the morning, my favorite cat Olive or as we used to call her Olivia passed away.

She didn't like strangers, but she was always affectionate and kind to her family. Although she sometimes had a menacing look - Olivia is the most calm and good cat you can imagine.

We took her as a kitten, small and very fluffy and she lived with us for more than 20 years.

When I was young, I always sat in front of the computer with my legs pressed up against me, and Tuita loved to jump up and lie between my body and my legs. I still sit like that sometimes. She also often warmed my mom's slippers. Twice she caught pigeons and there were feathers all over the apartment. And once she caught a bluebird.

I can't list all her accomplishments.

She was a very clever cat and lived a very long and good life. I'd like to pet her again, but maybe I'll dream about her again. I didn't get to visit her and see her one last time. She lived at my mom's house 3500 km away from me.

I needed time to grieve. I'm sorry to burden you with so much sad information. Eat something nice in Olivia's memory.

I keep trying and trying to go back again and be like a normal person, but I just can't do it. I'm a mess.