Cats

Cats, proud little creatures that are extremely smart and independent. Most people think that cats are spoilt, arrogant and they think they are IT! They do so because the world validates their disillusions about life. They get food on their plates, sand in their litter bin and get to take cat naps in the afternoon!

Cats may appear selfish but they are really considerate little creatures and are devoted to their owners. They leave you alone when you do not wish to be disturbed, they will do their daily business in their litter bins and keep their coat clean. They protect their owners by watching over them when they are not watching. Puffy my cat will wake me up whenever I fainted. He would use his head and paws to move my head. Isn't that amazing? How I wish men could be like them. So devoted and loving. If there are, maybe a Leo man?

I, once had a cat called Blossom. My parents and I adopted the cat because an Australian Lady had to leave Singapore. I was a child who had problems with school. I was never keen on school work but I loved basketball and the television set. My parents could never make me perform well in school by making me spend enough time studying. That was till my parents adopted Blossom.

Blossom somehow knew that I had problems with my studies and dad was not happy about that. One day, Blossom came to my study room. He sat on my table, right infront of my book as I was trying to study. My cousin laughed when she saw that and thought it was ridiculous. I was happy because I could touch his fur and I felt relaxed. I started to read and pretended that Blossom could understand each word I said. Blossom never moved and simply laid there on the table. He never stepped onto my book. I continued to recite to Blossom and each time we gazed at each other as if we were really communicating with each other. Maybe we were?

This went on for a few days. At last, I had to sit for a test. Blossom continued to join me whenever I was in the study room. He would come back from his bird hunting trip and dinner before joining me after dinner. He sat there and we resumed our learning journey. Blossom would look at me with different looks on his face. Sometimes he appears very much awake. That means he is clear and that I understood what I read. But at other times his eyes would tell me that he was confused! Whenever he was clear, I would move on. Whenever he looked confused, I would repeat!

The constant revision with Blossom led to my instant improvement in my studies and I found my way to topping the class. My memory was superb and now it is photographic. Sadly Blossom was catnapped and I never saw him again. But I know he lives because I will always remember him as my greatest friend.

I love you Blossom.

dedicted to Blossom my cat.