a furry sibling
sitting on my markings (yr 2005)
when he's healthy and naughty
then when he's diagnosed with kidney failure
at the hospital with the drip
his last day alive, refusing to eat
weak and lifeless
our last goodbye
we'd rather you go than suffer in pain....
the memories will be immortalized in our hearts.
a little memory...
Ramadan's back....
the normal routine restarts and will be put into effect for this whole month. Waking up at 4plus, help mom with this and that, sahur's next, and finally cleaning up the kitchen.
when i think about it, it is only this month that my family actually sat down and ate together.
On any other days we eat at separate times.And once upon a time when Marble was still alive, he would be waking up early to have his 'breakfast' too.
and i guess that was what was missing in Ramadan this time round.
Marble is the family's dearest one-eyed pet cat, who spent seven years of his life with us. He left us just two months back because of kidney problems.
His absence was greatly felt. And now for sahur, we no longer see a black and white feline loitering by the dining table. No more mews can be heard and no more paws can be felt on the lap.In the eyes of others he was just a cat, but to the family, he is mom's furry son and automatically my furry sibling. he has been a good cat. just like us, Marble has his own temperaments and characters too. it's too long to list everything about him. But i guess what was most important is. Marble is an obedient cat who loves his family (us!) and listens to mom. he will not do what mom don't like. Seven years with a cat at home, our leather sofa is still immaculate. No nasty scratches.
Seven years, i had other pets too. Hamsters, birds, goldfish but he respects and never harms them.
I feel that he appreciates that we took him in when he was a helpless kitten, a victim of human abuse. That explains why he has only an eye.
No other cats could replace Marble in our hearts....
and though we dont say it. i know all of us felt his absence in our lives.
the pain is only kept within our hearts.
and i guess the only way to console us was to look at his pic.
and that is why
mom has his pic on the fridge.
my sis has it on her hairdressing table
and i have his pic on my study table....
sometimes when you love someone,
you have to learn to let him go.
to all, selamat menjalani ibadah berpuasa.
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weak and lifeless
our last goodbye 
we'd rather you go than suffer in pain....