I often came across posts about cats passing away on Facebook. Every time I read them, my eyes would well up with tears—and I’d immediately get up to hug my own cat. I’d always felt grateful that Milo, with his tabby cat genes, was strong and healthy from a kitten. I’d thought he’d easily live to be 15 or older. I never expected something like this to happen to him so soon. Today, at 9 a.m. on August 6, 2025, his life came to an end forever at the age of 7. Over these 7 years, we’d been with each other every day; he’d long become family to me.












