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My Archaic Passion For Pets

Posted on Aug 16, 2009 at 12:11 pm under Pets

Back when we were living at my Grandparents’ house at Labangon, I was born surrounded with cats and dogs. It was my late grandfather who was very fond of pets, taking care of them and treating them like his own grandchildren. I was 9 years old when I had my very own pet dog, called Ramboo. He was given by my grandfather when we had a vacation in Bohol and I brought him over here. I got very close to him and we trained him how to dance, walk with two feet and give us high five. He even goes to the CR when he wanted to poo. It was Christmas vacation then and I wasn’t permitted to bring him along and when we got back, I couldn’t find him in the house and my relatives said that he got poisoned from all the fireworks. Some said that he got astray, some said that he got into dog fight and got killed, which is one of the reasons I’m now scared of dogs that bark, and the worse speculation that they said was that slaughters came to find him and made his meat a filling for siopao, a Chinese snack food, meaning steamed buns. I was saddened by his disappearance and didn’t talk to them for a while.

After sometime, they brought me a cat. I love her just as I love Ramboo. She had kids but after a few days they didn’t survive. But I wasn’t able to tend to her that much because we moved to a new place and they didn’t let me bring her with me. Again.

When we arrived at our new house, we found a stray cat sitting on our lot. She looked adorable and decided to adopt her and treated her like our own. She never left us since then and would pick on rats and cockroaches–which made me adore her all the more because I hate cockroaches so much!–if she sees them, but she doesn’t eat them. I named her Mingkay, which means Kitty in English. After her years of being with us, she gave birth to 3 kittens, Inuyasha, Naruto and Sipat(means Hyper), which my parents had named.

Just like I mentioned above, my cat’s kittens won’t survive long, and I don’t know the reason why. :( Inuyasha first passed away, but we’re suspecting it’s because he had eaten a raw fish’s gills and it wasn’t digested in his stomach. We haven’t seen his body because he was walking around the neighborhood and didn’t come back. :(

The kitten that I was referring in my previous post was Naruto, which is my favorite and beloved pet. Before he got sick, my little brother, James, who is a moron keeps on hurting him. First, he burned naruto’s paws in the kitchen range, then he poured ice cold water over him, and he dumped him hard on the floor. Damn, remembering all the things he’d done makes me angry. It was after a few days that I noticed he’s hotter than usual when I carry him and he’s coughing. So I figured out he has a fever and a cough, but he was eating well. I intended to have him see a veterenarian last Monday but it was already 6 pm when I arrived home due to school stuff, and my mom thought the clinic is already closed at that time, so we actually brought him last Thursday and we found out that he also has dehydration. It was on Tuesday when he started not eating at all.

After we brought medicine and his food, he still won’t eat and our vet said that we force feed him if he inisist on not eating at all. So we did. And he would struggle and vomit the food that he intakes, including the medicine. His sibling, Sipat, understood that Naruto is sick and he licked his sibling’s body to clean him because he got really dirty; he couldn’t lick himself clean at all.

He got even weaker by the day and last Friday during dinner, I haven’t found him when he usually is around when it’s meal time. I got really worried that he disappeared again. My mom said that he would later come out and I could carry him again. I waited until the next day and he still didn’t appear.

My grandmother said that he had passed away and the news stunned me; I couldn’t even draw a proper breath. I haven’t seen his body, and like Inuyasha, he walked away when he knew he’s nearing his death. It’s like he doesn’t want us to see his dead body and the scene would totally break our hearts.

I am still mourning for his death. And thanks to my friends I feel better now. Sometimes when I wake up I would look for him and then realize he’s forever gone. When I feed my pets, I call them by their names and I keep on muttering his name in the hopes that he’d appear again and eat with his mother and sibling. Remembering him and the times we shared, when he gave me company and joy grips my heart so much, it hurts.

Even until now, I keep calling his name.

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