my sweet black cat

is my favorite cat, now he is about fifteen months old, I used to pick him up on the street, when I picked him up he was in very poor condition, thin, his eyes hurt, his legs were limping. I treat him like family, I provide special food, bed too. He spent his days happily and happily until he grew up. But now he is gone, he died when he was hit by a car and his life could not be saved, I miss him so much because he has become part of my family, I hope I get a replacement soon, because my family loves cats.