She's not my pet, but my princess and my daughter.

Between angels and nature she was a perfect being.

We often walked without a leash, in front of block of flats to look at butteflies together, you know, the usual thing that people do in middle of Warsaw...

Some say that "pets" mimic their owners, here i found her once hacking a gibson... and she also liked vegan catfood... i miss her every day...