My Dear Moni!
Waiting for you - when you went for a walk with a Papy. I sat in my loggia eating the
strawberries.
My dress has a strawberries color. So it is ok.
Hearing the meow…meow… from outside, I leaned over the handrail and I saw the cat
who had a siesta in the afternoon sun.
This cat belongs to my neighbors who are living
under my flat. They have also dogs, birds ( the
parrots) and who knows what more.
The worst thing is - that when they are cooking
for their animals, the smell of it( not necessarily
nice)- comes to my flat.
I must tolerate it because their mother who died
at young age ( she had the multiple sclerosis)-
she left four children.
It is a sad story because I had known her since
she was born.
This four her children had the three fathers. One
of this fathers is a Dutchman. He had the girl
and the boy. Now he has a second wife and a
small girl. And doesn’t live here. The next man
went to the England taking his son who was the
youngest from the siblings. So now the two from
the oldest boys are living under me in change,-
taking the care over the animals.