My Story : My Furry "Brothers"

I am an only child actually...but cats are like brothers and sisters to me. Always there for me (most of the time). I've lost so many of them...more than 50 if I counted all from my younger years. 80% of them were local breeds...lower maintenance with higher respects compared to foreign breeds. They came into my life, shared good times and bad times...then they left me when death did us part...but they stayed in my heart and on my mind...all of them.

My last cat M-beh passed away few months ago (He left my house when he was very sick...a sign that he didn't want me to saw him breathe his last breath). Damn!!! Suddenly I'm in tears. He was only 1 year old...too young to die. His mother carried a deadly virus that infected him and his 2 other family members, Olan and Oyeng. I didn't know until he was sicked and the vet told me that he might not survived. Sad but true...he did not survived. I still miss him so much. Remembering most nights when he slept on my bed...on my chest...playing with my hair and my fingers...sob sob sob...he was one in a million. Meant to put up his photo here but I know it will breaks my heart and make me cry whenever I look at his photo...staring at my eyes, "smiling" at me with his cute little face...sob sob sob...I'm sad. It feels like I lost a little brother who looked up to me and cared so much about me.

At the moment I shared my parents cats Boboy and Olie. Boboy is a 3 years old Sokoke cat that my mom took home from her office when he was a kitten. Our first african breed. 2 years ago he was diagnosed with HIV and the vet told us that he only has 2 years of life max. Alhamdulillah he still alive and kicking today...and very bossy and snobby too. Never wanted to cuddle but affectionate in his little way. His favourite is Whiskas ocean fish flavour and KFC. Yep!! He can smell KFC from miles away....but most of the time he only get raw or plain boiled chicken. No complaint yet.



Next is Olie...my dad's. Unlike other local breeds, he is very sensitive, affectionate and cuddly. Never leave home...always sleep on my dad's belly or on my back. He has a breathing problem since birth 2 years ago along with sinus and teary eyes...didn't expect him to live this long but we are truly grateful to have him in the family coz he's a survivor. And ermm...he's gay by the way :)



Recently I adopted 2 cats from my mom's office: Abok and MakBok...what kinda names eh? Actually Abok is for Habuk coz the ash colour of his hair. MakBok is Abok's mom...get the idea? Easy to remember...hehehehe. Here they are: Abok in grey and Makbok in black coat. I haven't bring them home yet...dunno if I ever will coz the 2 "bosses" at home are very comfortable having all the spaces they wanted. Bringging new family home might caused 3rd world war...or worst. Either me or my mom feed them twice a day or whenever they're around.