About pets, love and friendship

Well, I have now two pets, a dog and a cat, but I always love cats, a cat is a pet that can't trust in you if you're have a bad presence with them, but if you love it and take care of them, they always love you. 

Four years ago, my father gave me a little cat, who had grey fur and white paws. I still remember the first day when this small hairball hides in my bedroom, under my bed, afraid of the new house far away from his mother and brother, with a new family, my family. And this small thing was called Ñaño, and Ñaño was my pet for four years, we loved him, he was the most humble and courageous cat that I never seen. A great cat, a great friend, a member of the family, I remember every day his face and his meows, hungry for food, he was always hungry, for food or love. I always think if I was a good friend for him, and also I think if he understood when we said him the too much love that we keep on him. Now I'm crying while writting, since a month ago aprox. Ñaño don't return to my house, no more, I miss him, my father too, and we hope to see our friend one last time. I want to know what happened to him, but I know that's impossible now and it's very sad for me.

The only thing that I can do is think and remember him with a big smile in my mouth and a tear in my cheek.

See you soon, my dear dear friend.