Well actually you'd disappeared..
I was still hoping that you'd be ok and came back home...
but..
It seems like I've to face the truth..
I didn't quite remember when you first entered into my life..
I guess that's because I was away when you were a baby..
I started to know you when I came back home on holidays..
You were a boy..
Cute and orange..
Guess that's why mum gave you that name...
I remembered you used to play with lidi sticks, strings and ball
You used to catch cockroaches and lizards..
You love to go inside a basket..
You have such a nice fur..
I can't stop laying my hands on you..
As time past by..
You grew older...
You became a young man..
And you became part of the family...
You know what makes you cute?
It's because you aren't like any other cats
You have feelings that I could understand just by looking at your face expressions and also your voice intonations...
Sometimes you wake me in the morning
so that I boiled your meal (Fish)
I will missed all about you..
Seriously..
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