Category: Bob

Love’s Day – Why?

Bob, Learning, love, Poetic

 

 

I have so much love in my heart. I don’t need one named day to express mine to anyone. I can express it today, tomorrow, any days in the future like I did it yesterday, tester month, long long ago…. I just need love to do it. If I still have love in heart, I still have things to share.

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I might have no flowers for you, but I definitely send you fragrance of flowers in my love….

I might not have chocolate for you, but I save the bitter-sweet shape of love in every breath I take then give…

I don’t have symbols when giving love. I just do with all my heart.

Be it misunderstood as too much, it is not a problem for me.

I just love…

My love touches all… Only the one that can feel the touch.

If the love is not felt, hopefully my love can grow bigger so that it can reach the untouchable surface of heart….

 

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Life is so short.

How short it is, I don’t know.

It is not countable like the age.

But in the un-measured shortness, let’s appreciate it by doing things.

Doing things, the best manner we can.

No matter what, we have no choice but doing to be…. Being….

 

Doing the best

Being human,

In the shortness of life

Spreading love….

 

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Vibrating my loving soul to the universe….

I love you, mother.

I love you, sisters.

I love you, my dear Bob….

I love you all fellow creatures….

 

Peace be upon all the universe….

 

 

Singapore – February 14, 2014 – 12:19am

 

Love Across The Border

Bob, Learning, love

I am away from home.

I am far away from family.

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My closest family is Bob – a stray cat I adopted about five years ago when I was living in a rented room in Tangerang. Bob came to my landlady’s house every afternoon when I got home. I used to sit on one sofa inside or outside the house when he started to look at my chewing mouth.

“Are you hungry, cat?” From then on I never forgot to bring some food for him.

Now he is with my mom, in her village — 1,921 kilometres away from Singapore.

He is a spoiled son of mine. Almost all of my mom’s neighbours know that Bob is my “son” and they never dare disturb – if only all knew. Some don’t know and they would do things bad if they feel my cat (or any other cats) don’t behave… Oh man…. You behave please, a cat purely behave – you just don’t know.

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I post Bob’s pictures on my fridge’s body and on the board of my workstation. I will greet his face in the photos everyday when I am in town. When I am traveling I kiss and smile at his saved pics in my smartphone. I feel like Bob is never far from me. My love and care for him is just the same from the first time I trained him to get used to my skin by touching on my toes on his body until finally he is fond of being caressed and stroked.

I sometimes salute him a Namaste from here just to whisper to his soul that we are never apart. Oh, what a special cat he is. Yes, indeed.

Bob was the only friend of mine when everybody did not want to be with me. Bob was the one staring at me when I was crying alone in my house. Bob was the one reminding me when there was someone climbing up to my house rooftop and saved me. Bob was the one who reminded me that there is always a soul caring…. And, he is the one making me so much full of energy in earning money. I sent some money to my mom to buy some food for him and of course for my mom…. 🙂 So simple my motivation, it is just a cat and a woman.

This Chinese New Year I hope I can go back home again to see Bob. I will let him know that my love to him is across the border. Not just a river I can sail across but it is the sky that I fly across to find good life for him.

Hi Bob, thanks for being my dear son for the past five years. Please behave, be healthy and live long. I always miss you….

Yio Chu Kang Rd – January 17, 2014 – 10:13pm

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It was when he was sick before I went to a business trip for 3 days, I put him in an animal clinic that did not take care of him as well as I expected. Well, it was then…. Now he is ok with my mom and sisters.

Responsible Choices

Bob, Learning, love

Life is about choices, many people say. Not easy to choose the best one though.

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My life is also full of choices. Every single day is between what in one hand and what in the other. Always two: this or that, here or there, now or never….

Am I thinking too much when I remember the day when I was so nervous and sorry for having chosen wrongly. Choose wrongly? What have I done? Many.

Thought I chose the wrong man that we broke up even with no strong ground. The worst relationship was actually the mostly-hoped-to-be-long-lasting; the guy literally dumped me because he just told me through short-message-service that “it is over”. Painful?

Thought I worked to wrong boss because that very good friend turned to be the most wicked vixen on earth — no wisdom I found at all when she became a boss. I left the company bringing a bunch of regret and wounds. How could one of best friends treat people like shit?

Thought I made a mistake when taking this current job because I learned that the stress was very high and being perfection is like an occult. I felt the stress and just wanted to go home. Even 5-star facilities could not help. What I experienced was chains of pressure and  underestimation.

Thought I took care of myself the best I could. I thought I took care of my cat the best I could. I thought I did, I thought I didn’t….

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All I thought are now turning into what I personally call “my glorious ordinary” — something in daily life so ordinary but making me gain victory every single day, no regret only big lessons.

The unfair relationship has taught a girl to be a more mature woman that would never let any man to just do whatever he wants to pretend to love her. A mature woman who still believes that freedom is not only man’s privilege; it is also woman’s right. My choice is right.

Working in a historical office with unskilled boss would make an ex employee aware that to be a leader someone has to be able to lead one’s self. Management becomes very urgent. Never let others decide what you believe is right and do what you believe is right. That lousy boss has even strengthened one’s character. My choice is right.

Working in a place where people want to gain perfection is one of honorable positions. It doesn’t make people become better than the rest but at least it makes people believe that they have the right to do their best. No need to be shiny in the world and get the big name but of doing stupid things but just to be glowing in the heart by being useful to people. My choice is right.

Making choice should be responsibly.

Won’t ever let myself choose irresponsibly like torturing animals that have nothing but receiving whatever human beings want to do about this earth. Never. Animals are also fellow creatures. Let’s love them the way we love ourselves….. Why don’t we start stopping violence to animal by adopting stray dogs or cats? Or, even by buying product (including cosmetics) that don’t apply animal testing.

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Won’t let myself make someone do things without any good reasoning. You want people to be good? What is good? Tell them why they should be that good. If they want, that’s good. If not, that’s good but there should be risk of not doing good.

Things are changing but no need to worry because change does not define us. Choice defines us.

Let’s choose with love. What is that? Choosing responsibly:

Choosing to not force our violent behavior to the weak. Choosing to amend regret by seeing the learning part of life steps. And letting fellow creature think of why we are choosing then letting them choose….

Life is full of choices and today I believe I choose the best way to express section of my  unconscious mind here now….

Singapore – January 11, 2104 – 1:42am

Dove

Bob, Learning, love, This Person

I opened my card –

Dove….

White dove.

Serenity, being calm all over the breath, no hustle, no rush, just loyalty and sweetness of being love inside and outside.

Dove is here now, calming down my anger uproar.

Thanks…

Please be here as long as you’d like to.

Please be here as long as you’d think I need you.

So white, so dove, so serene……..

Pause a while….. In the middle of the haste – before gliding through a peaceful passage of unseen orbit.

Singapore – November 20, 2013 – 23:31

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Picture borrowed from http://www.ejcr.org/teaching-sets/teaching-sets/White_Dove/manuscriptreviewhistory_whitedove.html

KEJAM (omelan acak)

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Makin banyak manusia berjiwa kejam bermunculan di bumi ini.

Membunuh binatang,

Mengganggu binatang,

Membenci binatang,

Jijik pada binatang;

Semua itu indikasi saja…

Yang pasti mereka memupuk jiwa kejam dalam dirinya…

Baru tadi pagi kutemukan berita di National Geographic tentang cyber poaching yaitu perburuan melalu jalur internet yaitu berburu binatang-binatang dilindungi yang mengenakan GPS collar (kalung untuk mengetahui keberadaan lokasi binatang tersebut); tujuannya adalah supaya para poachers tersebut dapat membantai para binatang malang itu dengan mudah tanpa blusukan nyasar-nyasar di hutan rimba.

Baru-baru ini satu macan Bengggala (India) diburu secara online oleh manusia-manusia jahanam itu.

Kebayang nggak sih di era modern ini bisa saja hewan- hewan yang tadinya nggak langka sama sekali akan menjadi hewan buruan dan membuat pemiliknya ketar-ketir sepanjang masa. Terbayang di pelupuk mataku Bob, Minthil, si Abuy, si Abu, si Korep, Sora, Cedric, dan anjing serta kucing malang itu diburu lalu entah lah dimakan atau diawetkan dijadikan koleksi para manusia kaya sialan yang suka mengoleksi stuffed animals di istananya.

Mulai tergerak hatiku untuk jadi donatur WWF tapi again…. aku kok nggak percaya bahwa mereka ngurusin bener-bener para binatang langka. Makanya aku cuma mau ikutan temen-temen yang ngurus kucing jalanan, anjing terlantar dan jalur-jalur “lambat” lain yang lebih membumi dekat dengan kehidupan sehari-hari. Mereka peduli dan mengejawantahkan kepedualiannya dengan cara yang lebih membumi… Ah, ini tidak berarti WWF tidak membumi – hanya saja WWF terlalu sophisticated buatku…

Selamat menikmati hidup di jaman modern yang dipenuhi dengan kekejaman demi pelestarian hidup manusia tanpa peduli pada hidup makhluk lain.

Eh, sebenetar lagi Idul Adha ya? Maaf, saya nggak korban karena nggak mau salah memilih ternak yang ternyata belum ikhlas mati… Duh, Gusti minta tolong…

Singapore – 12 Oktober 2013 – 16:39Image

 

MY LOVE TO ANIMALS

Bob, Learning, love, This Person

My life changed

When I adopted a cat and named him Bob.

From then on I have loved animals more and more…

Be it cat, dog or other kinds

I will give my charity as I can

The best I can…

God, please save the life of the neglected animals

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PUISI KUCING

Bob, Learning, love

Kucing itu cakep
Binatang imut kusayang…
Bulu yang halus dan suara yang lembut….
Sangat menggetarkan…

Aku punya satu.
Bob namanya
Kucing jantan
Kunamai karena dua alasan
Karena nama lengkapnya Robert de Niro
Dan karena Bob adalah nickname pacarku, mantan….

Tadi ku nemu satu kucing lagi
Tapi tak kuadopsi
Karena masih bayi dua hari
Dan aku tak sanggup mengurusnya

Si kucing mungil
Maafkan aku karena telah menyentuhmu
Terlalu banyak menularkan bau tanganku pada tubuhmu
Sehingga simbokmu tak mampu menyentuh aromamu…

Maka kuseka aku dengan handuk baru dan meminta maaf
Padamu….
Simbokmu akan segera menjamahmu.
Lalu kamu menjadi kucing yang manis
Dewasa dan sehat…

Love catsy….

Garuda Lounge, Soetta Tangerang
July 7, 2013 – 7:08 petang

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BAHASA BINATANG

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TERHUBUNG

Seekor bulldog diberangus moncongnya, dituntun oleh seorang petugas keamanan bandara internasional Pudong, China. Dua orang petugas lainnya berjalan bersama mereka, pelan waspada….

Kenapa tiba-tiba hatiku trenyuh? Apakah sudah garis hidupku untuk mengalami perasaan sakit bilamana ada hewan yang dijadikan alat oleh manusia namun tidak diperlakukan secara alami? Anjing, kucing, ha master, marmut, sapi, kambing, ayam, burung, dll semua pernah menjadikanku sakit hingga air mata tak mudah dibendung. Sayatan jeritan hatiku melihat mereka dipulasara karena tak ada pilihan lain.

Dulu… Aku pernah berbahagia menginginkan menjadi murid Sulaiman sang raja dan nabi yang ahli bicara pada binatang namun kini yang bisa kulakukan adalah tersenyum kecut karena kenyataan sang nabi bahagia menjadi ahli bahasa binatang tidak selalu menjadikannya tenang, justru sebaliknya.

Aku jadi ingat kata-kata teman “A gift sometimes becomes a curse.” yang seakan terbukti.

Untuk menjadi ahli bahasa fauna kurasa belum tapi aku melihat tandanya yang sangat jelas. Bob Kucing, kucingku yang sekarang ku titipkan pada ibuku, telah menjadi bagian dari pembuktian itu. Aku berkomunikasi dengannya dengan baik walau kadang menyisakan kegilaan yang menggelikan. Namanya kucing kok diajak bicara ya meang-meong doang…. Tapi aku ngerti…

Ah namanya kegilaan biarlah dia berkelana di dalam relung jiwa dan deretan kalimatku saja, tak perlu pembuktian pada audiens…. Cukup kupelihara saja kepiluan ketika mengindera berita tentang makhluk bernama binatang yang disiksa dan tersiksa. Maafkan aku, aku hanya bisa memberikan berkat pada kalian.

Cinta kasihku memancar pada kalian…. Berbahagialah….

Bandara internasional Pudong
15 Juni 2013 – 10:00 pagi

KUCING MELAHIRKAN

Bob, Learning, love

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Hari ini aku makan di Sate Wahab yang berlokasi di sebelah prapatan Sinta, Tangerang. Rasanya lumayan enak walau tak seenak beberapa tahun lalu ketika aku makan di sana bersama Eka. Bukan karena dengan siapa tapi lebih karena kondisi badanku sedang drop karena flu sehingga lidah tak mampu bekerja optimal merasai sate yang terkenal enaknya itu.

Setelah makan motor mengarah ke utara mau muter lagi ke kantor temanku. Belum mencapai 5 meter eh kulihat kucing warna hitam yang menurutku posisinya aneh. Tak mungkin seekor kucing membersihkan badan di badan jalan yang sangat ramai. Maka aku minta Lela untuk memberhentikan motor lalu aku turun.

Kucing melahirkan!!!

Duh Gusti, hatiku trenyuh tapi aku – jujur – agak jijik karena kucingnya kurap dan yang lebih bikin aku nggak tega adalah anak kucing sudah keluar satu dan emak kucing sedang membersihkan badannya, lalu keluar ari-arinya.

Lela meneriakkan saran “Miss, minta tolong bapak itu aja…!”

Aku segera memanggil tukang parkir Sate Wahab yang dengan segera mendekat. Seorang bapak-bapak menjewer kuping emak kucing untuk naik ke trotoar. Anaknya terseret… Maafkan aku, kucing-kucing…

Lalu aku minta mereka membawa kardus bekaas jika ada.

Seorang bapak membawa kardus bekas kemasan minuman Aqua. Lalu seorang lagi membawa selembar kertas koran dan memintaku menyorongkan bayi kucing dan ari-ari ke dalam kardus yang sudah ditempati oleh emak kucing.

Setelah keduanya masuk kardus, aku minta bapak-bapak itu menaikkan kardus berisi kucing-kucing itu ke bawah arcade sebelah kanan Sate Wahab karena hujan mulai menderas.

“Sehat ya, Mak, Nak…” kataku pada kucing-kucing itu.

“Makasih ya, Pak…” kataku pada bapak-bapak yang masih ada di situ.

Lalu aku dan Lela melanjutkan perjalanan.

Hatiku masih ternyuh. Masih kuingat sebuah mobil yang dengan sengaja mau menabrak kami (aku dan kucing), si pengemudi sambil melotot-lototkan matanya. Mungkin dia memberikan kode padaku untuk segera minggir. Aku tak tahu, jika aku tak di situ menjaga kucing-kucing itu, pengemudi itu pasti sudah melindasnya karena memang si kucing berbaring lemah tak berdaya di bekas cerukan jalan yang seperti bekas lindasan ban besar.

Aku berharap makin banyak orang yang peduli pada hewan yang ada di sekitarnya entah itu kucing, anjing, kelinci, dll….

Untuk kucing-kucing yang tadi kutemui dan kucing-kucing lain: semoga kalian bahagia dan sejahtera, sayang…

Ruko Liga Mas (kantor Lela); 4:55 sore

Foto adalah Sicily alias Ucil yang sudah tak terlihat lama dari rumahku karena (mungkin) sedang melahirkan

RESOLUSI 2013

Bob, Learning, love, This Person, Those People

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Kiamat yang seperti dipikirkan berupa huru-hara tak berjalan sesuai ramalan maka resolusi menjadi hal yang cukup menarik untuk menyemai harapan.

Tahun 2013 adalah tahun yang penuh energi positif dimanapun aku berada. Cinta akan tiba dalam bentuk yang paling sesuai dengan kehidupanku saat ini. Keluarga dan sabahat makin memancarkan sinar kasihnya ke penjuru arah tujuanku. Kehidupan cita-citaku juga menjadi lentera bagiku dan orang-orang di sekitarku.

Tak ada yang tak mungkin dengan kekuatan positif yang selalu dipancarkan oleh jiwa. Kulakukan yang terbaik; jika bermanfaat bagi banyak manusia, kurela.

Oh Hidupku, ijabahlah doaku…

28 Desember 2012 – 9:09

Once Upon A Time When I Broke His Heart

Bob, Learning, love, Poetic

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24 hours
And he didn’t come home
Calls were shouted
“Man, please come to me. I miss you a lot.”
But no sign…
He didn’t think I was important.
He broke my heart.
Really.

36 hours
He gave me a ring.
“I’m coming. Do prepare, I miss home already. Don’t let me down.”
He knocked on the door.
I went out.
But three musketeers were before him.
They blocked his way home.
Those three delicate creatures were kinda telling me and him that we could not be together that day.

The light in his eyes faded
Like an electricity black out.
He scolded at me in his silence…
Then walked away.
Again he looked back staring at me full of hatred…
Then walked away.

That was just yesterday when I broke his heart.

This poem is for Bob Kucing that could not enter my house because of three cats sitting at the terrace, wanting to be fed by me. Oh, Bob please hold your jealousy. You are always my number one cat. The rest are just orphans needing our help. I love you, Bob Kucing… 🙂

December 25, 2012 – 11:18pm
My small hut at Cisadane river bank

Fyi, Bob went home then and ate with mounting jealousy though he he he…

KUPINTA DOAMU

Bob, Learning, love, Map It!, This Person, Those People

 

DOA

 

Sahabat-sahabatku,

Saya minta doanya ya

Senin tanggal 19 November ini saya akan menghadiri wawancara masuk kerja.

Kerja di sebuah perusahaan yang pernah saya mimpikan dengan malu-malu.

Saya akan melakukan yang terbaik karena tak ada alasan untuk tidak melakukan yang terbaik

Dalam segala hal.

 

Sahabat-sahabatku,

Saya minta doanya ya

Dengan doamu yang tulus akan makin besar energy-ku untuk berbuat yang terbaik

Semoga yang kulakukan memberikan manfaat untuk banyak orang.

Amin…

 

Pintaku ini adalah ketulusanku

Sebagai bagian dari apa yang bisa kusampaikan,

Boleh kuungkapkan,

Berani kuteriakkan,

Itulah yang pantas kuaungkapkan…

 

Bagai buah apel

Yang digigit untuk sekedar membedakannya dari buah cherry.

Maka kali ini aku menjadi apel yang tergigit tapi demi membuktikan bahwa aku tak beracun.

 

Maka dengan ketulusanku, akan kulakukan yang terbaik…

Doamu…

Menjadi pendampingku…

 

Tulus sayangku padamu semua… Sahabatku.

 

 

Rumah mungilku di bantaran Kali Cisadane – 16 November 16, 2012 – 11:16 malam

Bob Is Always My Baby

Bob, Learning, love, This Person

Bob, a cat that I have adopted for the past four years, has been my dear. I consider him my dear son that I will take care of as long as he lives.

Now I am away and he is “home”. What I meant by home is that my maid is home and available for him for food and shelter.

I probably do not trust my maid 100% but I really don’t have alternative of what I should do to ensure that Bob is well fed and under shelter safely. I want the best for him when I am around as well as in absence of mine. How I love you, Bob.

I am watching “Rise of The Planet of the Apes” and my mind goes from where I am – Bogor – to Tangerang, Bob’s and my home. How human beings do so much for themselves by defying the life of other creatures. They manipulate other creatures’ life for the benefits of humans’ life. And, they never care that the other creatures actually have their right to survive the way each creature should do. A limit to protect themselves have evolved into human being’s greed to claim that the universe and what’s in it are theirs. By claiming what’s not theirs, human beings take control of every one with unlimited wish.

Whatever it is in my thought and feeling, I miss my cat, my adopted son. I love you, baby. Be strong and healthy. I am here with a heart full of love reaching you…

Bogor – September 29, 2012

EMOTICON

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EMOTICON

“Kalau 🙂 artinya apa sih, Ke?”
“Kalau :-* artinya apa sih, Ke?”
Paling tidak itu dua pertanyaan yang pernah membuat saya merasa bermanfaat untuk menerjemahkan emoticon untuk seorang mantan pacar saya yang pasti sekarang sudah mahir ber-emoticon karena tinggal pakai simbol di Blackberry messenger atau Whatsapp dia. Waktu itu saya merasa agak geli juga kok sekian lama pakai handphone nggak tahu “smiley” – emoticon disebut juga smiley.

Jaman segitu smiley lebih dikenal oleh para penulis pesan singkat (sms). Saking populernya smiley sampai-sampai sebuah majalah terbitan Lia – C’nS – mengulas topik ini dan dari situlah saya mengenal paling tidak 30 jenis simbol “emosi” untuk membantu saya mengekspresikan ide dan perasaan secara efektif dan efisien dalam sms saya. Terbukti efektif karena nggak perlu banyak ngetik yang dikhawatirkan mempercepat pembesaran jari jempol namun kurang terbukti efisiensinya karena komunikan di seberang sana belum tentu memahami emoticon kita; walhasil kadang saya harus mengulang pesan saya. Ya, kasusnya sama lah dengan pertanyaan yang saya terima dari mantan ha ha ha

Kenapa emoticon menjadi penting buat sebagian orang? Karena bahasa tulisan tak sering menyediakan latar emosi sehingga bisa diartikan sesuai suasana hati si pembaca dan bukan suasana hati penyampai pesan. Pernah saya menangkap kesan bias ketika seseorang mengisahkan email seseorang.

“… Udah gitu bahasa Enggrisnya kacau gitu. Kalau nggak bisa mbok yao nggak usah nulis…”

Jelas suasana hati pembaca kurang stabil karena seharusnya kemampuan berbahasa Enggris di Indonesia memang kurang merata kalau dibanding di Malaysia atau Singapura. Plus, inti dari tujuan berbahasa bukanlah berbahasa secara baik dan benar saja melainkan untuk berkomunikasi alias menyampaikan ide dan perasaan. Walau tata bahasamu amburadul dan diksimu acak-adut tapi pesanmu tersampaikan, ya namanya masih bagus. Nah, emoticon juga begitu… Kalau emoticon lucu tapi sebenernya bukan buat mewakili kelucuan melainkan kemarahan dan kemarahan orang tersebut tidak tersampaikan ya percuma saja lantaran komunikasi tidak berlaku.

Kembola kepada fungsi emoticon… Sebagai simbol perasaan, emoticon bisa ditambahkan jika seseorang tidak yakin kata-kata yang dipakainya cukup mewakili ide dan rasanya. Contoh:

“Hoi, lu kate ane anak kemaren sore? Lu kali monyet baru lahir… =))”

Nah tanda =)) berarti tertawa terbahak-bahak menandakan. Orang tersebut (semoga) bercanda. Contoh lain:

“Duh gusti… :-}”

Simbol :-} artinya sedang malu.

Ok, emoticon membantu kita mengkomunikasikan rasa dengan lebih mudah to? Ayo monggo dicoba pakai emoticon untuk mengungkap rasa dijamin isi email kalian dipenuhi endhas ngglundhung (kepala yang menggelinding, Bahasa Jawa)…

Di angkot menuju Gancit – ngantor
September 13, 2012

BOB

Bob, Learning, love

BOBPlease introduce my cat named Bob Kucing..
He is almost 5 years old and might have a lot of offsprings around my neighborhood.
He eats fish as main dish and cat bites for snack.
He spoils me with his purr and manipulates me with his sickness. Hey, he has space for fleas that I work on in my spare time.

He is an adorable cat at least for me. Have a look at his sleep…

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