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  • I love Billy

    I had prepared a somewhat happy post about something happened to me last week, but then Saturday came and my heart got broken so bad. I woke up a little late that day to find Billy lying on the bathroom floor, motionless. I quickly grabbed him up and called his name. He didn’t even meow at me; he just looked at me. His body was very cold and couldn’t do anything. He did try to stand up only to fall back down.

    I took him to a clinic near my house. However, since it was Saturday and still eight in the morning, the clinic wasn’t open yet. I stroked Billy’s fur and told him to be patient. He just looked at me and meowed nothing. I decided to take him to a farther clinic, but the doctor was on a vacation. I once again stroked Billy’s fur and told him to bear with me. I went back to the first clinic and luckily the clinic was already open by then.

    But God had another plan. When I opened Billy’s basket, he wasn’t breathing anymore. He’s gone.

    I cried at the clinic’s parking lot, hugging him tightly in my arms. He was very small and already cold. His eyes were empty and so was my heart. I had never lost a pet and this broke my heart so much. I cried at the parking lot for half an hour, all alone.

    Then I went home and hugged Miss Molly, whispering “I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” repeatedly like it would change something. I knew I should’ve seen the signs. Billy had shown some signs that he was ill since Thursday night but I ignored them. I knew there was something wrong but I shrugged the thought off. I’m such a bad pet owner.

    A came over to my house to comfort me. I still hadn’t decided what to do with Billy’s body and he offered to take it to his office and bury it in his office’s backyard. So we took Billy to Dago. He dug a hole and I put Billy there. Just like that and he’s gone.

    I still can feel him sleeping on my lap. I still can hear his purring sound. I still remember how he liked chasing flies and playing with dry leaves. I love him with all my heart. What makes me even more sad is the regret of ignoring his symptoms. My mind is still clouded up by the what if’s and I should’ve’s. He would’ve survived if only I wasn’t so stupid. He would’ve been here. He would’ve been still on my lap.

    It’s been five days and I still cry myself to sleep.

  • The Hooper Kittens (aka The Three Diablos)

    I realise I’ve never properly introduced Miss Molly’s three kittens (or The Diablos, as I like to call them) in this blog. Here they are:

    Billy

    Lily

    Luna

  • Life, etc.

    I’ve been back in Bandung since Saturday morning, but somehow I didn’t have the passion to connect my laptop to the internet and come back to the blogosphere. Right now I have 100 unread posts on my Bloglovin dashboard with no idea how to read them all before I get another unread post. You blogger ladies surely have such high creativity that I don’t *sigh*.

    Anyways, I only got to spend like five days in my grandma’s house Eid week this year. I spend less and less days every year, which is sad. I remember that when I was about 7 or 8, my family used to spend the whole Ramadhan there. Changes are inevitable.

    But, I’m going to go back to Lampung at the end of August to attend my cousin’s wedding, so it’s kinda okay.

    If you really read the title of this post, you might have (or might have not) expect a post with a kind of life update or something. Well, I did intend to do that, but now I don’t think I want to do that anymore. And I don’t have the energy(?) to change the title. But here’s a picture of my sister and Bill watching anime:

    Later!

  • Introducing: William Hooper

    Exactly one month ago, on 6 June 2013, Miss Molly gave birth to three cute kittens. One male and two females. They are very healthy and like to run around the house since they were 3 week old. However, since two of them have full black fur, I find it kinda hard to take their pictures. So, I’m going to introduce them one by one, starting from the first born one. Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome

    William Hooper
    aka Bill

    He is the only tabby cat among the Three Diablos (yes, based on this). He has striped black-brown-grey fur. He is the naughtiest of them all and the first to mastered the skill of escaping their nest, a cardboard box where they were born. He is super handsome and likes to cuddle. He’s going to be a playboy cat one day.