On May 17th, 2025 my beloved cat, Ulisses von Pulpul, suddenly passed away.
He could have been 10-11 years old. On September 1st, 2025 he would have been 9 years with us.
My only sunshine disappeared. It so quite without you, my baby. You are still everywhere at our house.
Ulisses von Pulpul was more than a cat. Pulpul was my son. Obviously, he wasn't a substitute for "a real child", but emotionally he was a son to me. My beloved friend. My everything.
And now he is gone and nothing can bring him back.



















