These final moments of your life, I will, always keep close to my heart, and I will, always love you, remembering her cat…translated…
Having a cat for nineteen years, I may still not be an expert on cats, but I'd, finally, gained some understandings of the hearts of cats.
Kiki had been gone for eight whole years to date, and yet, as I'd think about her now, what I'd come to known, was not mostly what humans thought, but what she had, thought.
Every day before I go to work, I'd needed to shut the doors to the living room, and she's always, three, four meters out, using those, sorrowful eyes, looking toward my wife and I. I knew too well exactly what she was saying, "You're living me alone at home again?"
As we got off work, before we headed up the stairs, we'd heard her, meowing away at the windows. Opening the front door, she'd already arrived at the entry, and meowed one more time, then, went belly up, on her back. Ahhhh, is this, playing coy, she'd wanted us to, give her a, belly rub, to show her, that we'd, thought about her during the daytime when we were, away.
sleeping with her cat..and she'd become, a CAT BED!!! Photo from online
When it's time for feeding, if I didn't know where she'd gone to, I'd called out, "come, Kiki!", she'd immediately, made herself visible, out of, some corner of the apartment, to say hello to her cat food. Some may wonder, how does a cat understand human words? This was from being together too long, that you know me and I know you. I'd called "come Kiki!", for a whole of, nineteen years on end.
And, a few years later, I saw that she could, no longer, leap onto our bed, that she could, no longer sleep with us anymore, I'd added a short stool for her, so she could, get onto the chair first, then, onto our bed. The day before she died, don't know why, she'd, weaved in and out under my computer desks or under the bed; later, I'd known, that before a cat dies, she'd, wanted to find a place where nobody can find her in, to die off. But, unfortunately, our old apartment is too tiny, without that, safe and secure hiding place for her.
The following day, she'd squeezed into the space by the piano, then, fallen, limp. I was the only one at home at the time, I'd, carried her in my arms, and, tried to console her, "Kiki, I know that you're, leaving us now. You go ahead, be well, we will all, miss you very much."
So, this is how a cat says, goodbye to her owner, and, the cat becomes more like a dog, close to their, owners, because the owners spent the time with their pet, and if you put in a lot of time, expressing the love you have for your animals, then, you will be, rewarded in return, by their, unconditional love for you too, because animals are selfless like that!
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