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cat calls : october 22 |
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A kitty has been meowing outside for a couple days now. I didn't find out about it until yesterday though. By the sound of its meow, it's definitely a kitty. My dad neglected to tell me that he found it sleeping under the hood of his car one morning when he heard some meowing nearby. When he popped open the hood, it fled into the bamboo trees. Since I'm such a fuckin animal lover (not in that sense please), I brought out a flashlight and found it hiding in some of our horsetail plants. It can't be any older than 10 weeks I think - not too small, not too big...still has that baby fuzz and it's gray with some nice subtle black stripe markings along with white paws and a white chest. My dog isn't too happy though. I then went and got a dish of milk and placed it outside, waiting for it to come out and eat. Not even 3 minutes after I set the dish down, it came out to eat. Poor thing, must be starving and with all the meowing it was doing, it's either looking for its mother or its hungry, or both. It managed to climb into some trees and I watched her through my window with a flashlight shining out into the darkness. My own Nature Channel right at home. All of the sudden, I saw the mother - waiting patiently at the foot of the tree and then after about 15 minutes seeing that the kitten wasn't going to climb down, she left. Shit, why can't it be like those happy animal tales where the mother and baby find each other and live happily ever after? After much contemplation today, we lured the kitten into an old rabbit cage and called the Humane Society. It's for the best really..at least that's what I'm trying to convince myself. She's a cute thing and being a kitten, her chances for adoption would be higher than say a full grown cat. If I keep it, it will be an outdoor pet but I would still need to take care of all its health issues such as shots, spay/neuter, fleas, parasites..etc. And if I don't treat it like a pet, all it will be is a wild cat. No, I already have too much on my hands with my dog and I know the chances of giving her away would be slim. I hope a good and loving family will adopt it. I don't ask for anything more. I think I did the right thing but this air of guilt just hangs over me like a shroud of doom. The adult cat came by twice this evening....I don't know if it's the mother or not. I should just let this go. ... I'm trying to catch up on all my emails...so be patient. Yeah, I'm talking to you. ... Oh yes, I forgot to mention that after I posted last week's "haircut got me kicked out of church entry", I have been very lucky to receive only encouraging emails from both Christians and non Christians. Thanks for not judging - I don't need to go through another "hair witch project" again. And unfortunately I don't have any pictures to document my experience. I guess with all the trauma that took place, I was in no mood to make a photo documentation of it. Too bad, it would have been a good picture to post. I guess you just have to take my word for it baby. ... Glad to see Zipper is back writing again and also Puny is back too! ... The plane tickets are finally purchased and I'm glad we reserved them early because the price has already increased by $350, not to mention, the flight is sold out too. So I guess that means I will really be going now regardless of life or death but I'm fearful. Fearful of the unknown once I'm there. Fearful of how his parents are going to view my illness (since they know nothing of it). Fearful of wasting all my time on this trip and surrendering it to my ill health should it get in the way. I hate my body at this moment. I actually hate the health insurance process and all the doctors who won't take me seriously even more so. I received a letter from the government on Friday stating that I need to go see their doctor for an independant consult to see if my disability privileges are justified. What if I get some lame ass who won't believe me and writes me off and sends me back to work? It's bad enough when a person cannot live a normal life and at times feel completely helpless, let alone having to plead their case and be at the mercy of some doctor. I hate not being able to control my fate, at least in this respect. I've neglected to account the details of my poor health to you in most of my entries because there's really no point and besides, it's much more interesting to read about my take on life's idiosyncrasies right (?) than to read about how shitty I feel all the time. Fuck, let's get off this subject...now where was I? Oh yeah, my trip. Well I got these nifty vouchers to use on this so called Airport Shuttle once I land in Hong Kong. It must be something new and something different from the regular subway system they have there because this shuttle takes you from the airport and drops you off at one of three stations in Hong Kong: Tsing Yi, Jordan and Central. Has anyone ever used this or has info on how to take these shuttles? Your help is much appreciated. Have a fabu Monday. I'm out. |
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