I received a phone call saying that you're gone. I laughed and tears cascading through my cheeks inevitably. I did not expect the tears, but I cried even harder the next moment. It was few years ago, the memories are vaguely alive. You had been there with me when I'm mousy of the ghost, when I'm having hard times dealing with my homework, when I'm in limbo physically and emotionally. The moment I have with you are so little, but I won't forget the moment when you know how to go for loo hygienically, when you meowing from the upstairs whenever you heard the car's alarm signaled that I am back to save you from starving, the moment I realized how much you love bath, obviously, every second when I'm with you . Sorry for letting you having a harsh life at the hometown. There, you live independently, you save yourself from starving yourself. That is the life as the village cat. You was a stray cat when you are little, but I'm so proud of you that you m...