She is always alone. She sleeps alone. She eats alone. She plays alone. People are scared of her. People dislike the color of her body. She waits for me everyday. She’s expecting me everyday. She runs to me each time she saw me. Even before she is able to see me, she recognised my voice, ran up the hill to call for me…

I began to love her more and more. She never fails to put on a smile on my face each time I see her run to me. Sometime I will run back to her in front of my friends and she will stay put there immediately wondering why I followed her style. She will chase me from behind each time I bring her favourite food. Nobody cares about her other than me. People claimed themselves as a freak and a lover but the truth is you don’t even care. You! Especially you, you are such a boring lame fake thing!

Every morning I saw her waiting for me at the back of Jurong East Mrt Station. Every evening she is there sleeping or maybe in her own world dot come, waiting patiently for me. Each time I call out her name, I can hear happiness in her voice. I love her very much.

But it’s been nearly a week since I last saw her. Where are you meow? Every morning I looked for you hoping you were there so that I can feed you with your favourite biscuits I brought from home. But you always disappoint me and made me worried. Still, I didn’t give up. After my work ends, I still look for you, call for you, made some noise so that you can hear my voice just to come and run to me which how you normally do… But again you disappoint me! Just where the hell have you been? It’s been nearly 4 months we became friends but now you are such a bastard lah. How I really wish you can write and leave me a note! So I know where to look for you. Even if you want to play, come back lah and eat the food I have been feeding you.

I cared about you too much till I even asked and forced my colleagues to leave some biscuits for you if I can’t turn up for work just to keep yourself full. Cos I know nobody cares about you…. I tried very hard to console myself that you will turn up the next day, I tried not to show to my friends that I am affected and worried sick about you. Whenever I got the chance to say some short prayer, you will always be in it. I always asked him to protect you and always tell myself that you will be fine and you will come back again.

Meow, don’t lah like this. You know I stay so far away from Jurong. I definitely can’t visit you on weekends to feed you right… I am sorry lah that I didn’t turn up last Monday, I was sick what. Whatever it is, I hope you will come back or even if you can’t or don’t know how, I hope you will find a new friend who can feed you everyday. I hope you will be in good hands…

(Ya lah, I’m feeling so emotional now. If you all need to know, I think I can understand animals better. I appreciate them. Humans? Sigh, no need to talk about that lah.)

I AM TERRIBLY SAD…

Don’t understand what I am blabbering about?

It’s my fatty black cat. I call her Meow. She is the most cutest black cat I ever seen. Cos she is fatty.