I have a cat named Luna, she was the feather of my lord. Her eyes were made of green glass, her snout black cardboard. She saw my cat of white angora, she saw my piece of heaven. And among four of us, we took her to the cotton field. I dug a hole behind a choco, with my spoon and my fork. I covered her with fine sand and a gray blanket. I prayed to our father and I cried and I said goodbye. That only my cat Luna dies, that I live alone and sad. Thank you for watching!
