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DAHUU πŸ’” Back then, I didn't like cats or any other pets. Maybe it's because I'm afraid of being attached since I know they don't live as long as humans. I had pets as a kid, but they all died. I told myself at the time that I would never adopt a pet again. I was sick of crying, getting hurt, and start again as if nothing had happened. Until one day, my sister messaged me that they had found two stray cats near the bridge and had taken them home to adopt those cats. It's fine with me, but I told them I didn't want those two cats getting too close to me when I was at home. But when I got back to the province, those cats changed my perspective. Those cats warmed my icy heart for pets. Dahuu is the closest to me. I even gave him that name. He constantly approaches me when I'm overthinking things or sad. He's always trying to squeeze himself or stand in my little palms. I don't know how I'm going to deal with the fact that he's no longer with us. It happened all of a sudden, with no hint of a farewell. How can I look at the front door in the same way now that he's gone?

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