Mao is a little brat that will disturb me while I'm doing my assignment and crocheting. My family, especially my father will called her "Mek" instead of Mao. She'll come to me and complain about everything. Mischievous brat. Will argue with me and will lick my tears away. She's my emotional support little angel. Will wait for me to come home for a soft belly rub. She loves my fluffy blanket and will throw a tantrum (bite my toes) when I use it, so I just gave the blanket to her. She hated dark places when she's little and started learn to love it because she can take a long-ass nap. She never disturb me while I'm eating and she'll only drink cold water from cuckoo. Ice cream stealer.
She's my baby, my little angel, my sweetheart. But someone took her away from me. I've been searching for her like a madwoman, wake up early to see if she's coming home and calling her name.