With his charm and ability to win people over by being his 'manja' self, Tom crept into the hearts of my family members. He is definitely family to us.
We would complain about his insatiable appetite, yet he brings a smile to our faces every time he sits in front of us and gives us a commanding meow to remind us that he's hungry.
His antics will always be priceless memories and we will fondly remember how he trots towards us with a spring in his step whenever he wanted us to show him some attention and affection.
Tom, you are sorely missed. I hope where ever you are now, there's an endless supply of durian, honeydew, milk, your favourite can food and baskets for you to curl up in.
I love you, always.
