Polly

"Polly wants a cracker. I think I should get off her first. I think she wants some water. To put out the blow torch..."have you ever heard these words? Polly is the title of a song. I was only 15, pissed off with the whole world and I was listening to Nirvana. I just received as a gift a small grey kitten. I called her Polly. She's been a good cat. She's been through so many things in her life, lost many of her kittens, had health problems, got lost and found her way back again. This was her home and we were her family.
Yesterday I came back to Italy after 4 months in Cairo and I found her dead. She chose to die in our garden exactly the day when I was coming back. And that's where we buried her today.
Ciao Polly....