I was organizing my pictures and and saving backup for them and so that I can gain some more memory on my lappy, do you also do that? I found myself browsing through all my pets’ photos. The last one that went missing when I left him didn’t come back, but I am still happy because at least he was not run over like the other two. I missed those bundles. This one photo is of my first kitten, a delightful company. I used to have her inside the house and we were inseparable. But she could just sniff on my drink. I couldn’t afford a drunken cat, this one slept a lot already.

This was my beloved pet cat that we found on the woods last summer. He made a good garden company, even sometimes he would play with my camote tops. A squash or two were killed but since aiming the garden hose at him, the kitten laid off a bit. He was my constant companion, and it was a pleasure watching him grew. He was my companion during the hurricanes, but shortly after that he was run over. It was very sad and lonely day for me. I missed him, but every time I recall our time together, I would always smile, still missing him. He was my second cat. Third one? Maybe when I go back home.