Miu

Miu was such a cheerful little boy. He loved playing, eating, and being a little troublemaker, especially when it came to teasing his siblings. He was chubby, playful, and full of energy. He even had this funny habit of biting my feet whenever I tried to pet him with my own feet.

Just a few weeks before he got sick with calicivirus, he was still his usual happy self, running around, playing, and chasing everything in sight. He was such a smart boy, too. He even knew how to sit behind my mom on her motorcycle and happily go for a little ride with her.

And now, he's gone.

I miss his silly little antics, his playful personality, and all the little things that made him who he was. I wish I could see him running around the house again, being his usual mischievous self.

I miss you, Miu. So much. 🤍