My cat Pishi left for the Rainbow Bridge at age 18. She was sick and lost her lust for life and we decided it was time for her to go and play on the green medows.

She was a very special cat with a great personality. She only had one desire: being with me. I've got many happy memories, so many that I wouldn't know where to start. My sweet Pishi, I still miss her a lot.




(She had a naked tummy - she pulled out her hair the last few months of her life after she got dementia)