I recently deleted Instagram and everything, I didn't know where to go. what happened had me lost. I am so broken that it's difficult to even function . I love him, and I know he's free out of this cage that we call life. But I miss him. I miss my baby. We found his body and we buried him. He was single handedly the most understanding, smart and lovable cat. He always came back whenever he went out and he would come running if you called on his name. He had just turned 1 year old and I lost him. I can't believe it. I couldn't even say goodbye . Even though I tried to never take him for granted and loved him every chance I got. We found his sister on the road and she misses him so much that she'd stopped eating. As me and my friend were talking about him and sitting . We, at the very same time, heard a distinct meow. It was very particular and we thought it was SOL (our female kitten, his sister) . She's a ginger and he, LUNA, was a tuxedo . We check for Sol, but she wasn't even in the same room. She was sleeping on the top of the cupboard . It wasn't Sol who meowed. And we agreed that her voiced is shrill and what We'd was more melodious, like that of Luna. Like I said he'd always come back home. The night he'd died. He didn't come home. And exactly a week after his death. He did. We both cried the next few days. I love him . And I'm happy that he got to see better things than this world. Now. He was a very curious cat, he always looked at the stars , as if in thought. I knew this world wasn't enough for him, and even though I miss him I know he's at peace now. He sounded very happy . Just the two meows that we heard could express that. He came back home. He said ' I'm home ' That's what those two meows sounded like. I will come to you, luna I will always love you.
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