22/11/2025
"Baby Mong,
I remember when we first met, I wasn't sure about you, and to be honest, I had a reason to dislike you. But you won me over with your adorable face and playful purrs. The day you had a stroke and your previous owner took you away is still etched in my mind. But you surprised us by walking back to us, even though you could barely walk. It was like you knew you belonged with us.
You were a foodie, Mong! You loved fish, meat, and cat food - wet food wasn't your thing, but you made it clear what you preferred. Feeding time was a highlight, and you'd jump to the table and eat the food on the table, sometimes you waited for your meal. You had a sassy attitude, too - when I called you, you'd ignore me like you were too cool for me, but I knew you knew exactly who I was.
Let's be real, you had your naughty moments - like when I cut your nail, your tail would swish madly, or in the morning you'd wake me up, waiting for cat food. And you could be quite the handful, always getting into mischief. But you were also super affectionate and would curl up with me for cuddles, purring contentedly.
Your meows still echo in my head, and I'll always remember the sound of your happy purrs. I miss you so much, Mong, and I love you more than words can say. You may be gone, but you'll always be in my heart."
