I have two cats as pets in my house, and I
always think that my heart would fall apart in pieces if one of them dies. They always make my days better, their names
are Mio and Sam, they aren’t brothers, but they love each other as if they
were it.
3 years ago my mother came to my house with a
little cat on his arm, we call him Sam, he is my sister’s favorite cat, and she
usually feels jealous when see him sleeping on my bed. 5 months later, my mother came to my house
with a little cat on his arm… AGAIN! But this little piece of heaven changes my
life, we call him Mio, he always wants caress, and he is always sleeping or
eating, sometimes when I feel tired of the University I WANT TO BE HIM!, he seems so relaxed all the time . Both
of them are the babies of the house, and my love to them is unbreakable.
P.D: The cat in the picture is my cat Mio <3


