This is a personal record of my life with my cat, Mickey, who lives with a chronic illness.
The English version is translated with the help of AI tools, with care and love.
This post was originally published on June 2, 2025.
The Day Our Lives Changed
It has been ten years since the day we first met Mickey.
Back then, he was a tiny kitten, small enough to fit into the palm of my hand.
The moment I saw him, something quietly but firmly settled in my heart —
This little life would become part of our family.
Meeting Kitten Mickey
Mickey was curious, a little clumsy, and endlessly adorable.
He explored his new home with wide eyes, pausing often as if to make sure it was safe.
Every small movement, every soft meow, felt like a miracle.
That first day, we prepared his food, his bed, and a warm, quiet space —
but more than anything, we prepared our hearts to walk life together with him.
From a Small Kitten to a Precious Family Member
As the days turned into years, Mickey grew from a tiny kitten into a calm, gentle adult cat.
He shared our ordinary days, our busy mornings, and our quiet nights.
Without realizing it, he became family — not just a pet, but a presence that shaped our home.
Looking Back from Today
Now, ten years later, Mickey lives with chronic kidney disease.
When I look at him sleeping peacefully, I often find myself thinking back to that first day.
If I could speak to my past self, holding that tiny kitten for the first time,
I would say this:
“You will share so many days together.
There will be joy, worry, laughter, and tears —
and every single moment will be worth it.”
Gratitude That Spans Ten Years
No matter how many years pass,
the day we welcomed Mickey will always be the beginning of our story.
Thank you, Mickey,
for choosing us,
for staying with us,
and for continuing to walk beside us — even now.
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