I boughy Milo from his first owner 2 years ago. He was such a cute, adorable and wonderful cat. He loved to play with tissues, balls, ribbons and his toy pet mouse and laser. He loved to sleep with his tummy upwards. He had this sock-like legs. He loved boiled/steamed chicken so much. I fed him Royal Canin Hair and Skin. He was fully vaccinated and dewormed. He grew up into a healthy cat. He was always so playful. He got hyped everytime he played with the toy laser. Then, in the middle of the year, I got sick. I was really unhealthy. I wasn't allowed to be near cats. I had to send him to my hometown. It was such a long time. It took me months to recover again and when I did, he was about to go. He got sick, very very sick. We tried to help him but to no avail. It was too late. He was just waiting for his time. It was undeniably heartbreaking. I cried for the longest time. Everywhere I look in our house, I saw him, playing or sleeping. Sometimes I thought he was really there but I know, he was alrwady in heaven. I remembered the day he left us. I talked to him that norning, asking him if he was really sick. He looked sad. I was sad. My husband asked him if he wanted to go. And my husband told him that it was okay if he wants to go. He hold up long enough. He waited for me long enough. We told him it was okay and later that noon, after the first day I met him after I recoverd, he went to heaven. He really had waited for us. I could never forget him, ever. I love him incredibly.