at night from 7th to 8th november my cat Nox passed away. It’s hard for me to say anything, but, in any case, for the last few years he has been fighting death like a lion, and almost never showed that he was feeling bad. It's time for him to rest.

you were and will forever remain the best friend I could ever dream of. you were cheerful, gentle, funny and very smart, and time after time you proved that you are smarter than we think about you. you were always very sensitive to how I felt and never abandoned me in difficult moments, even if you didn’t want to sit with me. you taught me a lot, brought up a lot in me, inspired me to do many things, and continue to inspire me. we went through all sorts of things with you: beautiful and terrible, and I hope you were happy to spend this life with me, despite all the difficulties. we will definitely meet again when my time comes. in the meantime, eat deliciously there everything that you were not allowed to during your difficult years, steal everything that is waiting to be stolen, throw off all the keys from all the tables and bedside tables, open all the cupboards with interesting things and sing all the loudest cat's songs — do whatever you want, or wanted, but it was impossible. you were a wonderful cat and I am grateful for every moment we spent together. your most spiteful face will forever remain the warmest memory in my heart. I love you and am immensely proud of you, my boy. and I will try to achieve everything I told you about, and make the right decisions where I asked for your advice, so that you, too, can be proud of me when we see each other again among the stars.