“...there were witnesses. They saw the cat before his death and claimed that he stood on the windowsill for an hour - he thought, that means: he will stand, look down, stand some more, look back into the darkness of the room, where life is hateful, where he was once thrown out of the window drunk - that is he already knew the road to death. He looked back again, imagined his life - hunger, kicks, beatings, screaming... And he rushed down...”