Eleven years ago my aunt came to my home with a little fluffy black ball to my home, it was a little persian kitty who my mother named Mimo.

We lived wonderful eleven years together, he was the better cat ever.... a couple months ago he got sick, a genetic pathologic.... we couldn't do more.

Today he almost couldn't move his self, and finally my brother and me brought him to vet.

I can't belive or I don't want to belive that I come back home and he wont come to say hello... but that is the reality.

R.I.P Mimo