The first time I saw you, you were eating some leftovers next to the big black dustbin. And I didn't have the guts to touch or even caress you. I just meowed and looked at you. You were scared but you didn't run away. You were so hungry. But the next day was different.
It's been my habit for every night to go for the water cooler to refill my water bottles up. It's located next to my block, so I have to cross the place that I've met you before I could find the bridge that connects my block to the next block. Little did I know I was searching for you when I didn't see you. So I stepped closer to the place that I saw you, and I found you. You were lying at the corner end. I saw you were looking at me. I tried to call you. To my surprise, you came to me. Irresistibly, I put my hand on you and started caressing you. That's when I noticed you have this big swollen part under your stomach. I observed the way you walk. Either one of your legs is not working well. I checked out the rest of your body, it seemed that you've been beaten up OR fell somewhere OR you just born like that. You're alone tho.
I came to my room thinking what could I do, since you're friggin' stuck in my head. I told my roommate about you and my plan. She's so supportive that I could cry. It's funny that I have to think many times, whilst what I wanna do is a good thing; I don't know what sadder than this. I made a step anyway.
I have to wait for three days. I was so happy that the beginning of it has already showed some lights. For three days, I tried to supply you with milk and some food. I remember the time I made you some milk, you drank like there's no tomorrow. It must have been long since the last time you've parted from your mother.
The day has came, which is today. I tried to spend my last time with you by patting and caressing you as much as I could. I even tried to find a box for you. And the awaited call has came. So I put you in the box that I've found for you and brought you along. Don't worry, I gave you to someone that I trust. She even brought a pretty pink cage to place you. The time I saw her eyes when she sees how suffer you are with your condition, it convinced me that I gave you to the right hands. Plus, she asked me nothing, nothing, but to catch you.
I believe you're now maybe lingering around and familiarizing yourself with your new home. You even have many friends, right? It's your new family. I hope you're doing well there.
Long live, dear kitty. Don't forget me ah. I always love you, remember.
September 25, 2015