Many precious memories have passed on this wonderful days that my cat have given to me.

Im really grateful that God give me a wonderful pet that insert in my life in around 3 years. He was named after her mother,Burikat and his name was Buringkay. You

might think its a silly name, but I assure you that he was special to me. That I will never forget!. It's been 2 years, have passed on, the last thing I've seen him in the day of the accident. He was with his boyfriend, because he was very gay after that he got killed by a truck or

something along with his lover. The day I was suspecting things, that he have been missing for about 2 days. Then my cousin came to inform me that my cat is dead. I was speechless for what I've heard. Soo... , speechless and shock at the same time I don't know how to respond in

this kind of situation. Then for few seconds I spoke with a low tone voice "Well that was disappointing”, I was shock so.. shock, what I've just said.

The day of his burying I felt uneasy for his death. Few days have passed on I was trying to move on for my dead cat. I was expecting that, when I was young that we could spent our lives for about 20 years , but he just survive for about 3 year's. Then, I have a though does he

deserves all of this, to be dead, just about to survive for just 3 years, he suffered a lot.., when he was growing older, he doesn't have a proper guidance, because his mother is dead, he doesn't know how to climb, there's no one to teach him how to be a proper feline, and he can't

even find a right mate rather than picked the same gender instead. Then I have a though again, that I was very disappointed at him, but at first I realized something there is no such thing is perfect.

So..., I... accepted him and proud of him for being an independent cat, for being who he is, and that's what I love about my cat his something else rather than following his own kind of species. His just like us, a human picking his own decisions when its even wright or wrong,

and I still support him for being who he is. And that's what is important of all, to give respect for others. I loved him to the bottom of our hearts that he have touched with his cute little paws. All of his precious thing's was still important to me towards this day, I was glad that I've

met him when he was born and open his eyes to see this wonderful worls full of opportunities. With such of open arms or paws.... His still the one that I'm grateful for. For being the best, weird, special, and cute cat. That I've been appreciated at everything that God given to me, a

gift to able to change my own life with just his cute face that change my perspective for being respectful for others even there nice or mean we still need to respect them. So, towards this day, I Im greatfull for all of you being here with me to hear my story about the dead cat. Im

truly appreciated for your respects and kindred spirits for listening my words. May bless you all my brothers and sisters. Amen.