As a child and a teenager, I collected cards with cats. And somehow in one set I got a postcard, which depicted a dark and important Persian cat with a harsh household pimple, and next to it a cocker spaniel with a simple good-hearted mouth. This couple seemed very similar to my mom and dad. I shouted, but I didn’t talk about it, I was afraid to offend. The postcard lay on the table for a while, then worked somewhere. Many years have passed and my father has already died. One day, looking through my children's papers, I found this postcard and saw that on the turn of my father's hand was written: "Tanya, remember your father and mother!"