
On 24 July 2026, my beloved companion QQ completed her nineteen-year journey, leaving behind a legacy of love, resilience and unforgettable moments together.
Wei, Lynndy and I picked QQ’s name before we even adopted her. We got the idea after watching the Hong Kong drama Heart of Greed which featured a cute, chubby cat named QQ. When we visited Cat Haven in early 2008, she was just a small kitten—maybe 6 to 9 months old—but already clever and street-smart. She had her sister (they called them Paddy and Salma, though we never figured out which was which) tapped me on the foot to get my attention while she watched from inside. We only met her after going in, and to make herself known, she sneezed right onto Wei. That was it—she chose us. We later found out her early months had been rough, so she really wanted a forever home. She was a smart cookie, as we always said.
QQ came home to keep Furbro Mao Mao company and the two of them were inseparable. She followed Mao Mao everywhere and learned all his habits—how to groom, use the litter properly and of course how to be stubborn. Once, she tried to follow Mao Mao over the fence, forgetting she was half his size, and got herself stuck in a tree. It took forever to get her down because she was so timid, but even then, you could see her determination.
During those early years we brought home Tammy, another rescued cat. QQ and Tammy never really got along. After one fight Tammy chased QQ and QQ hit her eye on the corner of an open cabinet. An emergency trip to the vet left QQ with a permanent scar on her eye but thankfully her vision was okay.
In 2010, when I moved house, QQ became the only cat at home. She was always shy with visitors, either hiding or sitting up high on her cat tree, just watching everything like a little queen. She never needed attention from everyone but her presence was always felt. On full moon nights she’d do wild zoomies around the living room then curl up by the window or leap onto my stomach. I’ll always remember those moments.
In 2022, when QQ was almost 16, she faced her toughest challenge. After surgery to remove a lump she stopped eating and drinking and we rushed her to the emergency hospital. She was diagnosed with stage 4 kidney disease. The vets suggested saying goodbye but QQ was a fighter. I brought her home and tried everything I could: monthly acupuncture, traditional Chinese medicine, supplements and homemade care. Amazingly her kidney disease improved to stage 1. I let her enjoy her food because her happiness was my top priority. Even though she was stubborn and picky she loved the meals I prepared for her, most times at least.
QQ loved lying in the sun on the balcony during summer, just watching the world outside. When it got too hot, she would cool off in front of the air conditioner on her cat sofa. She always knew how to find comfort. In winter, she would come into the bathroom while I showered to enjoy the warm air and keep me company.
In 2024, QQ had another lump removed, and I was worried about her having general anesthesia at her age. But she made it through, proving the oncologist wrong when they said she only had up to eight months to live. As always, QQ kept going and never gave up.
In 2025, QQ caught a bad flu during the cold winter. Her lungs got congested, but with daily massages, warm towel wipes, and homemade chicken broth, she recovered without any medical intervention. The vets were amazed by her resilience.
QQ faced many challenges in her life and bravely overcame them all. But at 19, she faced something she couldn’t beat: aggressive stomach cancer. I chose to give her a peaceful goodbye, surrounded by love. In her last days, she still looked out for me, sitting at the edge of the bed every night. When she was weak, she’d still insist on using the litter herself and climb the stairs to the bed, even though it tired her out. Her independence and pride never faded, not even at the end. I’m sorry I couldn’t save her this time. I did everything I could to make her comfortable. Watching her get weaker in the last few weeks broke my heart.
Nineteen years is seriously old for a cat—over 100 in human years! But QQ still looked awesome for her age. That tortoiseshell coat of hers was gorgeous, and her pink nose was just the cutest thing. Pretty much everyone who met her commented on those features. People always said how well she was cared for, but honestly, it was her stubbornness and fighting spirit that really made her special. QQ was a bit vain too—she loved a good grooming session, and she’d put up with manicures and pedicures as long as there was a treat at the end.
QQ was strong-willed, spiritual, and affectionate with the people she trusted. She really had tortitude: diva, sassy, protective, determined, resilient, and responsible. She loved her tuna and her sashimi-grade pan fried salmon, was a champion sleeper, and spent many cozy winters under the covers with her electric blanket.
I’ve never seen a cat loved and cared for by so many people, both near and far. I feel so lucky to have had her as my sweet little girl. Thank you to everyone for your love, care, and well wishes for QQ throughout her life. Your kindness meant so much to both of us.
I’ll miss all the cuddles, the times she sat on my lap, the face-palming to wake me up, her curling up in her bed to keep me company while I worked, and that constant meow when she wanted something. I’ll miss our nightly walks down the corridor and our time together while I groom, massage, and give you a hot face towel wipe before bedtime. QQ, you’ve taught me patience, resilience, and how to love unconditionally. Now, sweet QQ, you don’t have to take any more medicine twice a day, no more tough blood and urine tests, and no more daily fluids. Nineteen years wasn’t enough, but I’m endlessly grateful for every moment.
Rest well, sweet QQ. You are the best gift anyone can ask for and one that I will always cherish. You’re now free from all your responsibilities. Enjoy everything you love on the other side of the rainbow bridge. Run free, my precious. You found your furever home, and you will forever live in my heart. I’ll be OK. I miss you so much, but I’ll always carry you with me.
I chose 24 July to remind you that you will forever be in my heart—every hour of every day, all year round. You deserve nothing but the very best.
Good night, my darling; I am sure we’ll meet again one day.










































































































