I never liked cats until there were two kittens who showed up last year. They were adorable. Then until there were more cats who were born and delivered here.
Today, we are feeding *counts* more or less 20 cats. But only 8 (+ 4 new born) cats sleeps in our garage. Plus another one who’s living inside our house.
I love them all now.
I’m sorry I always laugh when I see you licking till the very last food you have in the tray. 
Where are you fatty? It’s going to be Christmas next month and we’ll have a lot of food to share with you, kitties and your big brothers and cat parents.
I couldn’t help my tears from falling, if you happen to be alive, where are you? It’s raining and I know you’re feeling cold and Miming, Orange and Sungit are not by your side to cuddle in. If you’re dead, where are your remains… I want to bury you somewhere nice.
I’ll pray for you, fatty.
Love,
Keiyt