mariaelena: R.I.P Puss Puss

I have been having dreams about my cat recently. and i miss it hell alot!

So i'm dedicating this post to my Puss Puss, the cat that brought so much of love to my life.

Puss was like any other stray cat. We usually feed the cats behind the house as mum gets really attached to them. Puss, however was a little different as we've had previous history with it.

Here comes the mother cat Mei Mei. She was the sick, pregnant cat who disappeared very oftenly. One day, we found four very small kittens in front of my house in a tiny hole. Thinking they were stuck, my maid picked them and placed them in a box with a towel to make them feel comfy. We brought them into the house and fed them milk and all. Mei Mei obviously thought we were gonna hurt them so she became very angry. We had to close all the doors and windows as we didnt want her to attack us or anything. (yes I was that paranoid maybe because I never did have a pet that i could really take care of besides the goldfishes and birds which eventually ended up dying!)

That night, we quietly put the basket outside the house and not surprisingly, the next morning they were all gone.

Last year, March 21st as mum claims, was the day Puss Puss came to our house. It was during Easter and we knew that Puss was one of those four kittens as it had the same skin texture and the same beautiful green eyes. Mum said it came back to say thank you. :D

I never did like Puss. On that day itself, Puss became very attached to mum. Well hello, no animal becomes attached to a stranger in like less than 24 hours. But they have feelings too I suppose.

Time flew and Puss became the main focus in the house everyday. Puss would enter the house in the morning and go to my parent's room and rub itself on the door. The bell on it would be the sort of alarm for us in the morning. We treated Puss like a family member, more than a cat. We bought every cat item we saw, including all those very cute clothes and toys. Also the effin SCIENCE PLAN DIET, the food that murdered Puss.
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After some time, since we fed it the SPD, Puss became very, very sick. We took it to the vet like almost every week. The doctor said it had water in the lungs

(runs in the fam lol) suggesting that Puss might not have been used to the food because it was a stray cat originally. Jabs were given, it used to cry in the vet and it will never let go of our hands. Mum used to cry seeing Puss in pain. I always controlled myself, trying to be the strong one next to her. Puss will come back and sleep for hours in its box.

Having no energy to move around, I used to be its mode of transport. And the next day, it will be jumping around again. The stupid attack strikes like alternate days and this went on for weeks. The vet became our second home.

The worst incident during this period was when Puss became sick one day but it refused to stay at home. We couldn't stop it and it never returned. It was raining so heavily and it started to flood. Being so worried, my maid and I took the umbrella and searched all around the neighbourhood. People thought we were insane. We found Puss sitting in one small hole shivering with it's attack again. I climbed down the drain, carried Puss, all wet, ran to the house and fed it the medication. Mum wasn't at home and no one would ever understand how i felt at that moment. ( Yes i would do anything for Puss even if I have to swim in the drain to save it. okay i can't swim that well though)

This time, Puss became very sick again and it was not getting better. Every night Puss will sleep in my room and it will wait for me to sleep until it really knocks out. If I ever wake up to go anywhere, like the toilet, it will be in front of the toilet door once I get out. Then i would have to carry him and put him to sleep again. It was so hard for it to breathe, you can actually see the whole body suffocating. I would wrap it and then we'll both fall asleep. I would go on not sleeping for nights just to see if Puss was alright. And at this point of time, i was definitely the most attached person to it. Looking at Puss being tortured with the stupid sickness made me cry everyday.

Another visit was made to the vet, this time i didnt follow. I somehow had a very strange feeling about it. And all of a sudden, my mum calls and says

"El, we're gonna put Puss to sleep"

I couldn't really hear her as she was crying so i called her back.

This time i got what she said and i remember screaming on the phone trying to stop her but she wouldn't listen to me.

Everytime i scream, mum would disconnect the call. I was going crazy.

Sadly, i couldn't drive or anything. All i could do was call her and try to stop her.

She stopped answering the calls. IMAGINE MY SITUATION THEN.

And about 5 mins later, she calls saying Puss has been put to sleep very peacefully. I think my heart literally stopped beating. This time, i dropped on the floor and cried so damn much i swear. My neighbour actually came to see if I was okay.

The funniest part was, i texted Manloong asking him which other vets are there here when i knew Puss was gone. Coming to think about it, scientifically, information wasn't getting into my brain. SIGH. That was how bad it was. Mum said then while Puss was being put to sleep, it meowed calling mum and like turned back to look at her like as though it was saying thank you for everything. OH DEAR!

Mum brought the body back and I looked at it speechlessly, i could cry no more. Mum then buried Puss under a nearby tree and until today, we go there sometime to put flowers and candles. All i wished for was for Puss to at least spend one Christmas with us.

NOV 6, MY PUSS PUSS WAS LAID TO REST IN PEACE.
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Notice that SPM was just days after that. I practically skipped school and i went to tuition with my eyes swollen everyday. No eye make-up worked for me. At that time, i couldnt be bothered what i looked like. Manloong used to take me to MPPJ library to study because i always would think about Puss at home. Imagine days before sejarah and i was dying inside. If given a choice to get Puss back or do well in SPM, i would definitely choose my Puss. Looks like the other way happened.

After that, i actually made a novena in church for Puss to come back alive, just like how jesus rose from the dead. That obviously didn't happen and i don't blame God. Some things just never come true. But none of you will ever understand my feelings unless you have a pet of your own. but im actually laughing at myself now.

PUSS, i know you are watching over us from somewhere up there. Maybe what everyone says is true, you're in a much better place now. But i want you to know that no other pet will replace your place in my heart and i love you so damn much. Thank you for the love you brought.

R.I.P PUSS PUSS

you will always remain in the hearts of all.

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ps - i swear that if i become a powerful person one day, i will sue the effin SCIENCE PLAN DIET company. And i'm not kidding. go to hell with your bloody scientific so called 'good-for-health' food.