Tributes to Reno.

Before this, I never thought I'd cry for a cat.

Yes. He is a cat. Not the Reno in the movie Final Fantasy or any other japanese fictional or non-fictional character. He's Reno the cat. Reno is actually the inverse of 'Oren'(Orange) because of his colour. O-Ren, Ren-O. You can say oRENOrenoRENOren and find oren and reno. =)

This was actually one of the first pictures of Reno. We took him in when he was about 2 months old. For those of you who has been following my blog long enough will know that before Reno there was Oreo and I actually made a post for Reno when he was small.

We used to call Reno the commercial cat, because he was soooo cute as a kitten. But then, he wasn't fat enough to look like Garfield. He was, no. IS my favourite cat of all. Will always be. He was so sweet, he didn't make much trouble(tak banyak songeh). He loves to play(cheered me up every time), he hears his name when he's called, he'd sleep on our feet(if we're nice to him) and even sometimes, lay beside me and accompany me to sleep.

Out of all our cats, I HOPED and hoped that Reno would stay with us the longest. I use to make him promise to stay alive for more than 10 years and probably come to live with me when I have my own home. I used to pray to God to lengthen his life. But it was not meant to be.

How much I love Reno is like.. If I ever(please pray for me) go to heaven finally, to be with Reno again would be one of the wishes I'd ask Allah swt, besides my family of course. Because I love Reno like family. He's family to me.

Before, when someone said their cat died, I never thought it was something to be really sad about. But when my mother told me that Reno was in an accident, I immediately assumed that he was brought to the vet, and will probably be okay. But no. They found his body only two days after his death. There was nothing anybody could have done.

I've always known that Reno was not good at crossing the road. But he was stubborn. He liked going outside..

I know, and I BELIEVE that Allah swt do everything for a reason, and there's hikmah behind everything that happens. I thank Allah that it was not any other of my family members, but nevertheless, Reno was quite a family to me.

I will not forget Reno, I will not delete his picture nor videos. I accept him as a piece of my history and will embrace his memories until time takes it away. He is a wonderful cat to me, may not be to others, but is to me. I really hope I'll be able to meet Reno again one day.

So, for now, the one melting my heart is Yuki(meaning snow in Japan), a ragdoll. Very fluffy and naughty. Such a furious biter, much like Oreo(our previous cat). Aisyah(my sister) took him from her dorm a while after Reno's death. Because our home(to me and my siblings) will not be complete without a cat in the picture. When we arrive home(almost every time), the first name that all of us would call is our cat's.

Yuki is 2 months old now, I think. Very friendly, and he even made his way to my mother's heart as she's the one taking care of him the most because all of us are not at home most of the time. He's been cheering all of us up, but he still makes a lot of trouble. Still, I hope he'll have a long life and keeps us happy. Long live Yuki!