Monday, September 24, 2007

The cats..

The cardboard box lay on the living room floor, something alive appears to be in it, hiding itself from me. I walked cautiously towards it, not making any noise, wary of what might be in there. I opened the flap of the box, a pair of innocent eyes that was attached to a tiny white body stared out at me. I picked up the piece of paper that was on the flap of the box and read its content, hoping to find out why on earth the cat was in the house.

" The cat is a present i bought for you which i hope would help you get over Mike. Love, mum." I read silently. Nothing would ever replace Mike.

Mike was the family dog, a tiny Jack Russell. We lost him to God due to a fatal car accident. That incident left my heart feeling empty and numb as I was the closest to Mike in the family. I took care of him, played with him, fed him and walk him every single day. Mike would cheer me up whenever I feel down just like what a friend would do. Life without Mike was hard to go through. Being in the house, no matter where, would remind me of the times we had together.

The cat was constantly irritating me by jumping around in front of me, leaping onto my laps and meowing non stop. When I was in a very bad mood, I would just kick the cat and it would meow pitifully which just makes me more irritated. Sometimes, I would just abuse the cat by whacking it and kicking to vent my anger as it was such a nuisance. Instead of feeding it when I was instructed to, I would just ignore its hunger and leave it to starve. In no time at all, it was all skin and bones. Due to my constant abuse, the cat was so malnutritioned and dehydrated that it grew unconsious.

Upon realising that, i immediately sent it to the nearby vet. After the vet treated it, it was still weak so it had to stay there for a couple of hours. I sat beside it and look at it. When the cat opened its eyes, it placed its paws on my hand and images of Mike flashed through my mind. I decided there and then that I would stop ill treating the cat and treat it like how I treated Mike.

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