New year just started and I don't exactly want it to be 2011 again. I mean, it was a good year, but am really looking forward to new experiences.
It 's just that....I wish I could turn back time a little bit. At least a few weeks or days back. It goes like this......
There is, no...There was this cat, everyday wondering around my office area. A very friendly cat, in fact, friendlier than my own cats. Whenever I'm out to get a breather or fresh air, the cat will almost certainly come to me and rub its face on my calf. Not that it wanted food cos it had food. It's just plain 'manja' and wants to be tummy rubbed. And whenever I'm stressed out, it's always there to hear me out. Not that it understood anything, but I felt like it was listening to me.
So, I became very fond of that cat. And worse, a little bit attached...without actually realising it. In fact, I think many people did get attached to that cat...especially the cobbler and the laundry aunty.
Yesterday, just the 2nd day of the new year, it met with an accident. A car accidentally squished it while reversing, when it was sleeping under that car. That cat was badly injured. My boss was there just a few hours after the accident and I was only told about the cat this afternoon. :(
I hoped it will be okay until I received my Boss' phone call. He sort of took charge of the cat (he adored it too) but had to attend a meeting this afternoon...so, he asked for my favour to speak to other tenants under my office lot (it's a shophouse), whom are attached to the cat as well, if it's okay to put the cat to 'sleep' as the surgery would costs us at least RM3000, with no guarantee that it will survive.
Hearing that, I knew it was extremely bad. Spoke to other tenants, tried to think of ways to save it, but at the end of the day, we decided it's best that we didn't prolong its suffering. I went to the vet clinic, just under my office, to see the doctor. At first, I wasn't inclined to see it but when the doctor asked if I want to, I couldn't resist. I knew what will happen to it, at the very least I could have a proper goodbye.
I was surprised to see its condition. It was extremely severe. The head crushed slightly on the right side, right eye popped out, jaw fractured and almost the whole left side of the body had no fur. I almost burst into tears but I tried to contain it. When I spoke to the doctor, and told him of our decision, I found myself on the verge of crying.
So I signed the euthanasia consent form, made payment and left the premises. I couldn't bare seeing it any longer, in case if I changed my mind. I felt numb. The unthinkable numbness. I went upstairs, and then to my room, and cried.
I thought, "I just took away a life". A life that brought me happiness, even for awhile. Most of the time, even until now, I felt guilty.
When my Boss came back, I cried even worse and shared my concerns. He comforted me and said that it's alright, it wasn't my fault and asked me to take comfort that the cat is no longer suffering from that pain. He also apologised that I had to sign the 'death warrant', when it could be him...
So, little cat...I understand that some called you "Kuning" and that was the name I put in THE form. I haven't had the chance to get to know you better, bought you a nice treat, or even gave you a nickname. I've been thinking of taking your picture and show it off but it was not meant to be. All I can remember now is how you looked like on your almost last breath and the memories of you and I shared.
I will deeply miss your demise, Kuning. It's a huge loss...my 'fresh air' time will never be the same. RIP. :((((













