From childhood I was distinguished by the docility and goodness of my character.I especially like animals, and my parents allow me to have a great variety.
I married young and had the joy that my wife shared my taste for domestic animals, had many animals but my favorite was a beautiful black cat was called pluto
One night the cat bit my hand I took an eye with a razor and days later he haorque and tie it to a tree.
The night of that very day when I committed such a cruel action, I heard the cries of "Fire!" The curtains of my bed were a living flame and the whole house was burning. With great difficulty we could escape from the conflagration my wife, a servant and me. Everything was destroyed. My earthly goods were lost and from that moment I had to resign myself to despair.
One night in a tavern in contre a cat equal to pluto but this one had in white chest I followed the house One day while we were in the basement my wife and I the cat almost made me stumble, I was determined to kill him but my wife opposed and kill her
May God protect me and free me from the clutches of the archdeacon!The echo of my blows had barely stopped when a voice answered from within the tomb.