Chapter 19.

 Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone. 💕

You were not my first pet, but definitely the last. You reminded me so much of my first cat, so so clingy and pampered. You name it; Local breeds, Ragdolls, Norwegian Forest, Bengal, and British Shorthairs. Had a couple of guinea pigs and a tank full of fish too. 😅

I miss my boy so, so much. 😭If I have to give you up one day, just know that I loved you so f much. 

I remembered the day you came into my life. It was on 25.01.21

You were outside my rental house. I told myself that I'll keep you if you are persistent in waiting at the door when I'm home. Day 3 passed, and you were still waiting. I told myself I gotta keep you. Indeed, t'was the best decision ever. I remembered how we used to play catch all the time! 

Remember those late-night talks we had? How we always annoy each other? You are my best friend and my safe space. Even though I was having a hard time, you never fail to make me S-M-I-L-E 👻

I miss biting you, smelling your socks-like paws, pretty in pink. You will sleep beside me, sharing the same pillow, same bed. You will place your head on the pillow just like a human. You'll place your paw on my hand. That physical touch means so much to me. Sometimes, you gave me a back hug when my back was facing you. And sometimes it's our backs against each other. How cute! While penning this down and looking at all your photos, my eyes got teary.

It was quite recently of the passing of my BSH. I remembered I was crying so much. And I couldn't do anything. No diagnosis was found. It was so, so hurtful. Right after that, Romeo was peeing blood. I made an appointment and visited Pawlyclinic on 25.05.25 

I was worried sick. The vet did a blood test and x-ray, and kidney stones were found. I was guilt-tripping as a pawrent if it's because of those nights he slept beside me. Only because the cat litter was outside. 😌Thankfully, no surgery is required, and Dr gave a trial of antibiotics. He did not eat any kibbles, so I resorted to wet food every day. It's sad to see him not eating when I know he's a foodie. I was relieved when he got better. 

Four years in, and I thank you for letting me be your pawrent. I may not be purrfect, but I'll try my best. You ONLY deserve the best in life. I'll see you soon, buddy!

ps; Wondered why I took so long to write about my purrfriend. 

On second thought, maybe I should privatize my blog and allow certain readers. The view is crazily high.

It's always, all-ways you boy.