Comunication of the death of Kim Hirata, the cat

[louhirata]

Rhay was meowing the other night... I thought it was food, no it was not. I thought he wanted to go out, no it was not. I thought he wanted to play, no It was not. After a while, I gave him Kim's toy mouce and he meowed in front of it... Then I understood he missed Kim! We talked for a long time and I sang the tune I used to sing to Kim for a long time. And Rhay's tune after. Rhay finally felt asleep. Rhay misses Kim... the plays, the days at the Sun, the daydreams afternoons... when they both catched preys... Rhay is meowing... he is meowing... meowing...