"Paalam na, Bansot-ButoButo" *in a Filipino accent* He was a good Cat.... ever since he was a skinny little-kitten, we named him "Bones" (or Butobuto) he meows and meows alot like it's hungry begging for food. We fed him every single day. Then he was grown, became fat and stout orange Cat.
He eats alot... and still a happy cat. He purrs alot and feels adoreable when I pet his forehead, he clawed me alittle when I pet his "kitty-legs" just for fun sometimes makes him alert and tells me like "NO-TOUCH" way.
He's also a bright cat who waits for food on the window right beside my dinner table.
He's peaceful just to sleep on the sofa, or other beds.
He sometimes got into a cat-fight every night he's out.
He always eat "Fish" but surprisingly he can also eat "Dog-food" too really.
Suddenly, a horrible thing happened to my cat... my aunt told me he ate something poisonous, we didn't know if it was probably the other neighbors on the roof who fed this Cat of mine... maybe left-overs filled with poison. We didn't know if they were being annoyed by some random cat-fights with that "rawr-ing" noise to disturb my neighbors. It's not really my Cat's fault but why did they killed him...
My cat was shaking stiffly crying for help while my aunt tend to heal him... but it was too late.
I pet his "kitty-legs" but he would never clawed me again...
Farewell,
chubby, Garfield-ish, skinny-bones, basketball-kitty, and furball-ish cat... my Butobuto.
These works of mine is how I'm truly inspired from him and dedicated to him....

~Ardee