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Catch myself scream at street cats to stop meowing in the middle of the night using the name of my cat that died from unknown causes 2 weeks ago. I had him for 3 years and he was so small and perfect. Left home for a while so I gave him to my mom and he died in her arms. He was so small that the vets couldn't find where to draw blood from. My mom and little brother buried him in the front yard with a tombstone and planted a mint sapling above him.

I miss him so much and wasn't even there on his last moments. I will return home soon and can't imagine not petting him like I used to. ;_;

Picrel is him at 3 months old in the shelter we took him from. He had a bad eye infection and I treated him everyday with human eye infection paste until it was all gone. He was so handsome and grew up cute.

I'm thinking about getting a new cat, but don't know if I can handle it. I educated him so well. He looked for me in his cage at the shelter and would scratch at the bars at me like he was choosing me and not the other way around. Called him Chou (for "Choose" I know it's stupid), or Couchou as a nickname most of the time. Next cat I want a female and I'll call her Luna. It'll take a while, though. Sure going to be lonely.

R.I.P. Chou, the tiniest, most lovable cat I've ever met.