After all the tears that I shed for losing my three pets, I'm now in the process of moving on. Nothing is forever in this world both humans and animals.
Whiteboy still on at large and believing he had just with another furry friend on the other side.
Why I should be happy?
Look at my Whitey who is very cute and now he knows how to fight for his territory.
All the time, he loves staying under me every time I stood up feeding them. He rather not to eat and preferred to be near me.
He is so comfortable and I felt he needs my attention.
I'm giving him my love and feed him by my hand. There's happiness when I play with my Whitey.
He is so watchful when the other crazy cat attacks him. But I know he shows his bravery because I'm with him.
This is a picture today before I get inside the house. He always wants to get inside. He is so special to me.
Caramel the brown one is his enemy and always fight for territory. Whitey is younger than him. They both got bruises but Caramel behaves like he is giving up for Whitey. I want to bring Caramel to another place but I feel so worried if he dies outside.
My cats give me different energy every day. When I stay with them outside I forgot what burden I have in my shoulder. As if they removed the bad spirit or energy within me. When I have pain, I just woke up with no pain from yesterday. That is why every night, I went to play with them for a while before going to bed.
How about you? Who has a pet and how you describe the relationship between you and your pet?
Thank you, pet lovers!
