Me #10: Pluto
Assalamualaikum.
Pluto. He's my kitten, and he's dead by now. He was born healthy, fluffy, very lovable. Just like the other kittens. At first, I don't really paid him my attention since his mum hates people seeing and touching her kids. So I just leave them alone in her favorite box. Around 3 weeks later, Pluto's brothers are nowhere to be seen. They might have been eaten by the male cat. MAYBE. Even worse, his mum abandoned him. She's no longer feeding him, cleaning him. He's such a mess. His tail is dirty from his poos. His eyes cannot be opened. He is no longer the fluffy Pluto I used to see 3 weeks ago.
It was that day. I heard him, so I take a look into that box. There he is. Dirty and hungry. He cannot see me since his eyes cannot be opened. I was actually feeling furious towards his mum. I said, "Pandai beranak tapi jaga tak nak." But it is not that strange. Even human, the most intelligent creature on Earth, abandoned their children. At least she's a cat. I took Pluto inside, and feed him with Maryam's milk because we don't have cat's milk at home. Zzz. But only that once. I bought a formula for him the next day. Nina and I even made a little hut for him, made of box since cat loves box so much. I even put his hideout next to my bed, so that I could watch for him at night.
Pluto is a very good boy. He didn't make much noise. He loves to sit next to people, to keep himself warm. He loves wandering around the house, and came back to us when he feels hungry. He would sit still when I feed him with milk and clean his body. When he's asleep, then he feels like pooing, he will call me so that I could take him to the bathroom. He is a good boy, and a clever one :') Unfortunately, his time is not that long. He falls sick and give in.
Last night was the very last time I see him open his eyes and drink the glucose I fed him. The very last time I see him wandering around. The last time I wiped his body, cleaned his poo. The very last time we look each other in eyes. He was just fine last night. And this morning, I woke to his voice.A slow one.Once in a while.I touched him, and he is no longer moving. He's just making that sound. Maybe he's hurt when the angel take him away. At 9.40 am, I heard him. For the last time. I called him, he's not answering. I touched him. He's cold. Not moving. Not even breathing. He's gone.
It has been long since I last crying for my cats, and I did this morning. Even now. He's such a sweetheart I loved so much. And he has return to his creator. I wrap him around in my once favorite shirt. Kissed his forehead twice and hand him to my grandma. I can't possibly bury him. That was the last time I see him. My sweetheart.
What is left now is his bottle, and his little hut. It is empty. Just like my heart. And I cry again, like I did this morning. Love is hurt, don't it? But, I believe that he is now at a better place. Maybe he even met his brothers and play with them by now. Good bye sayang. Thank you for the memories. It was short but sweet. Thank you for giving me the reason to love. I am glad that Allah borrows you to me. I love you.
You will be missed. It has been an honor to serve you :')
Pluto. He's my kitten, and he's dead by now. He was born healthy, fluffy, very lovable. Just like the other kittens. At first, I don't really paid him my attention since his mum hates people seeing and touching her kids. So I just leave them alone in her favorite box. Around 3 weeks later, Pluto's brothers are nowhere to be seen. They might have been eaten by the male cat. MAYBE. Even worse, his mum abandoned him. She's no longer feeding him, cleaning him. He's such a mess. His tail is dirty from his poos. His eyes cannot be opened. He is no longer the fluffy Pluto I used to see 3 weeks ago.
It was that day. I heard him, so I take a look into that box. There he is. Dirty and hungry. He cannot see me since his eyes cannot be opened. I was actually feeling furious towards his mum. I said, "Pandai beranak tapi jaga tak nak." But it is not that strange. Even human, the most intelligent creature on Earth, abandoned their children. At least she's a cat. I took Pluto inside, and feed him with Maryam's milk because we don't have cat's milk at home. Zzz. But only that once. I bought a formula for him the next day. Nina and I even made a little hut for him, made of box since cat loves box so much. I even put his hideout next to my bed, so that I could watch for him at night.
Pluto is a very good boy. He didn't make much noise. He loves to sit next to people, to keep himself warm. He loves wandering around the house, and came back to us when he feels hungry. He would sit still when I feed him with milk and clean his body. When he's asleep, then he feels like pooing, he will call me so that I could take him to the bathroom. He is a good boy, and a clever one :') Unfortunately, his time is not that long. He falls sick and give in.
Last night was the very last time I see him open his eyes and drink the glucose I fed him. The very last time I see him wandering around. The last time I wiped his body, cleaned his poo. The very last time we look each other in eyes. He was just fine last night. And this morning, I woke to his voice.A slow one.Once in a while.I touched him, and he is no longer moving. He's just making that sound. Maybe he's hurt when the angel take him away. At 9.40 am, I heard him. For the last time. I called him, he's not answering. I touched him. He's cold. Not moving. Not even breathing. He's gone.
It has been long since I last crying for my cats, and I did this morning. Even now. He's such a sweetheart I loved so much. And he has return to his creator. I wrap him around in my once favorite shirt. Kissed his forehead twice and hand him to my grandma. I can't possibly bury him. That was the last time I see him. My sweetheart.
What is left now is his bottle, and his little hut. It is empty. Just like my heart. And I cry again, like I did this morning. Love is hurt, don't it? But, I believe that he is now at a better place. Maybe he even met his brothers and play with them by now. Good bye sayang. Thank you for the memories. It was short but sweet. Thank you for giving me the reason to love. I am glad that Allah borrows you to me. I love you.
You will be missed. It has been an honor to serve you :')
