the grief

Name Romeo. Nickname Gnome, Rome, RomRom. Because every cat owner have a thousand nickname & rarely used the official name given.

Romeo was a stray cat that we used to feed regularly at night. He would roam around & we'd feed him, clean up, play with him for awhile then off we go. It was like that for a year. Until one night we fed him & he was rolling on the playground like it was his last night there. We told him, "if you wanna come stay with us, you're more than welcome"

And so he did.

We brought him home, bathed him & fed him. Then i gave him the name Romeo. Because it just suits him. He is definitely not your typical nonchalant cat. He is infact very very very derpy.

He likes snacks. He like to be hand fed. He is a giant with a soft heart. He loves the aircon. He'd accompany me when i'm doing my make up. He's accompany my sister when she's working from home. He'd accompany my brother playing game. He's sit on my mum's newspaper when she's reading.

He was a like a cup of espresso. Always fresh, always comforting, always elevating. So when he left to cross over the rainbow, it shattered my whole life.

I'm usually pretty good with my emotions. I don't cry during funeral like i get it, its life. But when Romeo passed away, i lost it. Every ounce of my body rejected that idea of not being able to hear him, see him, smell him anymore.

It was vile. It was evil. I could not accept it. I refuse. Romeo was supposed to be there for me. I need him more than he needs us. But no matter what, he is no longer sufferring. He had kidney failure, but we were lucky (in a way) that he only went through the pain for about 5 days.

5 years with Romeo. It was extremely way too short, but i was honored to be given the priviledge to take care of him. Up till now i'd tear up when i look at his photos & videos. I hope he is having so much fun now over at the rainbow drinking endless cold milk & warm chicken.

I love & miss you so so much Romeo

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