19 May 2006
A Heartbreaking Saturday
It’s almost ten. I was happy to be home. I went up to my room to change. My sister came in. With a hesitant heart and teary eyes she told the sad news: My cat, Musang, died. In a split second, tears welled in my eyes and ran unstoppable. How could that be?
Musang has been with me for almost three years. I only get to see her during weekends when I go home. She’s been the apple of my eye, my living toy. She’s an effective stress reliever—watching her play around or sleep peacefully. Huh. Now, I won’t be seeing my Musang anymore. It hurts pretty bad.
She looks very much like the cat in the painting.
1 comment:
I'm so sorry for your loss Len. Pets become a part of our family. We had to take our dog in last summer and put her to sleep because she was suffering so much. It was hard to do but she brought so much joy to the family and is no longer suffering. Again, sorry for your loss.
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