Lueno was a 3 month old little kitten when I heard the first time of him. He was about to be abandoned if he wouldn’t find a home the same day. I was thinking to myself, how can someone be capable of doing something coldhearted like that?! It was my friend’s boyfriend and his mom didn’t allow him to keep Lueno because he brought him home from a farmstead that had a lot of young cats the farmer wanted to drown. So the boy took him home without asking his parents. (I mean that was ok so far!!)
That’s why he needed to find a solution to get rid of that cute little boy.
It wasn’t the right one.
It was the last day of school before summer vacation last year in 2010 and we went on a day trip with the class and so I heard my friend talking to that other friend. She was desperate and didn’t know what to do about her boyfriend’s plan. I was the first to say ‘yes’ to that kitten even though my family had no idea what they were about to see when they came home in the evening. I didn’t know myself what i got myself into. I didn’t care because I just wanted to hold him in my arms, knowing that he was save.
She brought me Lueno after I came back home and I melted away when I saw that blackandwhite furry tiny thing sleeping in the front seat of the car. I haven’t seen a picture of him before we finally had the pleasure to meet. I didn’t have any expections either. I was just happy to see him so calm and peaceful.
Since that day he gave me that everyday smile and unconditional love that I didn’t know a cat was able to give away. He was very affectionate and grew to a beautiful male cat.
It was the early morning of April 8 this year when I got ready for work, it was the day of my finals, I took my car, left my neighborhood, and suddenly saw a furry something lying by the roadside. I knew this couldn’t be good, got out of the car and approached it very slowely. I was very nervous and prayed it would be this stupid cat from my neighbors that i never liked but not mine. Sadly it was Lueno, stark and stiff, bleeding out of his mouth and nose. To this day I tell myself, I never should have let him out for the night so he would still be here with me. Did he die in pain? How could this happen? Why didn’t stop the driver to check on him? Maybe it was ok, otherwise I would have never known what happened to him because I didn’t put a collar with my address on him. Maybe it had to be this way that i was the first to find him. But all these questions.
It’s a shame he had to die so young, he was only 11 months and could have lived a wonderful life.
Why does life take you something so precious away? I don’t understand. And I guess some of you think the same thing. Today I have 2 other wonderful cats that are completely different but a living being would not be unique if there were more of him. So he is and stays my uniqueness forever. And I learned that not only dogs but cats can give you the same, too.

See you hopefully in heaven little boy! I miss you!

Monica