RIP Marco The Cat
This post has been dormant since April 2008.
Yup, haven’t touched my ‘Draft’ folder that long.
This is a story of Marco the cat, one of the ‘lost’ cats that we took into our family. I wasn’t there on the day he died but my mom told me that most probably he was hit by a moving vehicle but managed to find his way back home… with all the blood running down his ears and nose.. and died on the porch..
I wouldn’t say Marco is a stray kitten or cat to begin with. He had a unique way, coming into our household.
One day, my younger sis was using the desktop at the common area. Suddenly, she felt something fell on her head and freaked out.
Then, she saw a small kitten laying still on the floor. She frantically shouted for my mom and my mom ran upstairs towards her.
Both of them stood there for a minute, feeling sad and trying to figure out what to do with the dead kitten.
Suddenly, the small kitten moved and slowly gaining its composure. My mom and sis was so suprised and shocked! The kitten had fell from the ceiling, about 20-30 metre high and survived the fall! It was a miracle indeed!
And that folks, how Marco the cat came into my family.
For the next few month, we shared good and bad times with Marco. Watching him grew up, helping my parents to train or discipline him and getting myself the usual bites and scratches from him. I remember the day I went to pick him up from a boarding place after our Raya balik kampung trip, he actually looked happy to see me.
Hey boy, it is an honour to have you in our life. Even though your time with us was short, we will never forget you.
As strict as I am as your step-mom aka trainer, I do miss you.
Feline step-mom blogger,
DiEsE of BaYnN.com
