they always came to me, but now, one of them has gone, not came to me anymore.

i hated live with animals. my mom, too.

but cats never mind.

they still came to me, came to my mom.

when I getting sick, when I working,  when I sleeping, when I did everything.

they always came to me, stand by my side.

first, CHI-BAO, and then, JU-Z.

even if I hated them, they still came, and "meow" to me.

some company should paid me money, but they didn't.

i cried for it every day.

and they always stand in front of me,

looked at me by their big eyes.

"i'm hungry, give me some food."

yes.

I could read their voice from their eyes.

they didn't care about my tears.

but, their eyes reminded me that tear wasn't best solution.

I have to pull myself together.

I loss some money,

but life won't wait for me to take it back.

life, time, everything still running.

if I keep fall into the bad thing,

I will loss more.

sadness couldn't feed us.

food could.

so I have to stand up and get rid of the bad things.

cats reminded me that.

cats make me stronger.

but, now, I loss one of them.

and loss some brave.