Hello everybody!
Today I have a day off and it's raining. I was reading a book in my bedroom when I saw a photo on the wall of our previous cat we had. He was exactly the cat I dreamt off to get when I was little girl. A man in nearby village gave us the cat because his mum abandoned him when he was just a baby. We fed him with miniature bottle with milk. We named him Billy. He was small, orange, fluffy ball of fur. Unfortunately we had him only for a few months. Even if we live in the countryside where there isn't a lot of traffic the car hit him and he died. He was big enough to be outside but not careful enough to survive "in the wild".
I wish I had him right here in cozy bed cuddling.
Thank you for reading it and hope you enjoy it.
Have a nice day!
Tamara ✿
