He was so smart and I realized how he used his brain to come down. Whitey didn't know how to climb before and that was a funny remembrance habit of Whitey. But Spotty is so active climbing anywhere.
I wondered why he has no voice. His meowing is too low. I don't know why?
He ran so fast and met his mother.
There was no other cat outside and they freely ate the food I gave.
How it made me happy the time he came back and we got new visitor cat but in the morning I never find him because Blacky hate him at hitted with his claws. I helped but I need to stay upstairs so the time I got inside the house, maybe they were quarrelling.
I been in love with cats since 2007 and everyone knew about Whitey and Whiteboy. They got at large and missing. Whatsoever happened to them, only God knows if they are still alive. The only thing I did I had a lot of pictures of Whitey. I love him so much with so much love. Moning his great grandfather made me cry when he died after six months in my hand last 2008.
The first pet that I cried a lot and I felt hard to forget him. The same way how I was falling in love with a man.
Thank you for all your support!
