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Thursday, September 06, 2007

A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.

On Valentine's Day, people receive and give flowers. Some got chocolates, cards, romantic candle-lit dinners, and other handmade stuff. To me, they are all superficial.

On Valentine's day, someone gave me a cat, and I believe that someone is God. On Valentine's day, I found a kitten in Meru playing with a dog. It was an adorable sight to see a kitten frolicking around with a dog that is three times his size.

I stopped my car at the side, and got down to see the kitten. A lady came up behind me and asked "would you like to have that kitten since you like it so much?".

I replied "Definitely, that's the purpose why I stopped by here, next to your house, to get it."

She put him in a box and gave him to me.

Henceforth, he was known as the Valentine Cat.

I called him Tux, then batman, and then blackie. Nothing suited him. My mum called him Louis, and Richer. My dad on the other hand, called him young man but most of the time, my parents referred to him as their "cucu". The name doesn't matter to us, because deep down in our heart he still meant the same because a rose by any other name would smell just as sweet. He was still that mischievous, evil, butt-licking and hyper cat. He too, as cheesy as it sounds, showed us love.

Now, as I'm typing this I can't stop the tears from wetting my cheeks.Now it's different to come home and not see a black sprawling on the white marble floor. Now its different to stay at home and not have a black cat to carry around the house. It's definitely the hardest for my parents as they don't have a black cat to bring to bed with. My mum can't stop crying when she was about to go to sleep. Nothing feels the same anymore. His loss made us all feel empty.

It feels good to love, but with its goodness, pain is sure to come by. That's why I said he showed us love - because to love him is what we can do best, but his death, is....probably not the hardest thing to accept, but it is undeniably hard to accept. That love he showed us, gave us pain in the end.

Probably his death seemed incomprehensible to me yesterday, as disbelief filled me in and numbed me from all emotions. But when the numbness goes away, you are bound to feel all that emotions tripled its intensity. Probably its hard for most of you to understand, how a cat can cause such "grief" among the family, but when you pour your love towards something, doesn't matter a human being or an animal, its loss will sure cause pain.


Goodbye Louis. Hope you're doing good wherever you are. It feels as if your still here, but hiding under the table or up in the roof, away from our sight like you always do whenever you feel overwhelmed by our constant attention. = )

Now that you're not here I miss snuggling my nose under your fat cheeks and suck in your smell like how a mum does to her baby.

by Zephyr at 1:22 AM |