Pet memoir: My cat died

My cat died last night. He has serious complications of diabetes. At the last moment before the end of his life, he was unable to breathe. He was in great pain. So my parents signed in the pet hospital and agreed to give him peace, so that he could leave peacefully. I also prepared  cat Memorial gifts for him.
His name is haw. I gave him a name. We have lived with him for seven years. In fact, seven years is far less than the life span of a cat. His illness is due to his overweight body. A cat, weighing 14 Jin, is quite fat. He has been very fat, a lot of meat on the stomach, are almost down to the ground. Fat, looks like a little tiger. He likes it very much. He will have it soon. Every year, we sent him to the pet hospital for triple injection. Every time he came out of the cage, all the nurses and doctors said, "Oh, this fat cat is so cute!"! But the doctor reminded me that cats are too fat, and there will be many problems in the future. I just want to stop feeding him like that and change it to three meals a day. As a result, whenever I put away his bowl, he would shout at me, and keep shouting...... As a result, I gave him the bowl. He was so happy that he loved it most. He likes to eat meat. Every time we eat, he has to eat a lot of meat. One of my college classmates said that her cat doesn't eat meat, vegetables, mushrooms, beans and so on. It's unthinkable for my cat. He's purely carnivorous.
Think about how much happiness he has brought us in the past seven years. He likes to be with people. Wherever you go, he will follow you. Sometimes you don't pay attention, but if you pay a little attention, no matter which room you are in, he will follow you quietly. Every night he slept in my bed, and I pillow a pillow, together with the quilt, like people, snoring. In the morning, I don't need to go to the alarm. He wakes me up at the same time every morning. He barks in my ear until I wake up.

Cat Memorial gifts

I didn't plan to settle down in South Korea, so I didn't bring him here. I wanted to bring him back when I went to America.... But I didn't expect that I just came here less than 2 months, he went. I heard that in the days before he left, every day he went to my room and lay on my bed... When I was not at home, he never stayed in my room. I can't imagine him lying on my bed..... I know he missed me.........
Now no matter what I do, I can see him in front of my eyes. Looking at the stairs in the room, I imagined that if he was here, he would jump up and down the stairs excitedly. He had never been in a room with stairs before. When my husband and I talked about buying a piece of land in the United States, I would imagine that if he could go to the United States with us, he could run around on the grass in the backyard... Looking at the cat Memorial gifts, I know that all these things can never be realized.