Chocho – haiku

He’s a yellow cat,
With a hurt back and couldn’t walk.
Much love is showered.

Chocho is one of two kittens that survive of 4 of Mother Prengil. He got an unknown accident that made him not able to walk and just drag his body. I wish I’d be with him to give him medication.

I’m so sorry, Chocho. đź’ť

GH Jakarta, April 19 2018 – 23:10

Greek’s 40th Days Leaving Us Behind

40 days ago our dear cat lady, Greek went across the bridge and today we are remembering her being part of us.

 

She was such a beauty, dignity yet rebel and free soul. Oh yeah, free soul she was! She would hunt anytime she wanted and brought the hunted to us as gifts: grasshopper, flies, dragonflies, lizard, birds name it she would be proud of her hunting skill.

 

Once we had a guest with one teenager who was trying to protect the hunted bird – the bird was still alive, very weak and desperate – our guest freed the bird and Greek was in rage! She didn’t attack but she wouldn’t stop wandering around the house shouting until my Mother took the tiny cat to her hugs. She was calming in my mother’s hands.

 

Greek was such a love to all of us. Everybody poured her with abundant love and care. My Brother would always ask “Where is Greek?” everytime he visited my mom. My nephews and nieces would have the same question.

 

But Greek wouldn’t love children. She was scared of those rascals’ shouting and cheering and jumping and being too excited. Then she would stay away the whole day giving up the food. She would be back when all those kids were gone. My mom would be worried….

 

Greek was an alarm clock for my Mother. She would wake her up especially for night prayer. She would kiss my Mother to wake her up. Failed with kisses, she would scratch my mother’s body. Failed with the scratches, she would step on my mother’s head with her soft meows. My mother would prepare food and pray accompanied by the tiny alarm clock.

 

Greek was also great sleeper. She would sleep when the rest of us worked!

 

And a great eater…. Pick great eater! She didn’t take not fresh food. All of her food must be fresh from the storage. She would not eat her own leftover. All must be new! And new it was for our beloved princess Greek.

 

Greek, too many things we save in our memory about her.

 

You are loved. You are remembered.

 

We know you leave us as you wished. You made the decision and we just felt the broken heart to say goodbye.

 

Greek, your graveyard is just some steps from our backdoor. We can visit you whenever we want. We first got so sad but you always came once in while making sure that we are ok and we now realize that you were leaving clean and happy.

 

Please send our loving regards to Bob, Grace, Greece, Greg, and all other beloved animals you meet and greet there across the rainbow bridge.

 

Please cut your worry. We are praying for your good. Please pray for us, too.

Now your friends are sitting in our porch Everyday but they don’t want to stay home like you. They come to have meal and sleep somewhere we don’t know. Please make sure they are fine, our angel…..

 

Greek, this is your 40th days leaving us. You will be our guiding light, won’t you?

Till we meet again, my dear. Love you soooooooo much!!! Warm regards from me, Ibu, Mbak Andri, Mbak Yuda, Mas Yogi and all…. The rainbow slides are ready….! Woohooo!

Yogyakarta – June 19, 2016 -10:30am

Beautiful Greek & Handsome Greg

It is not Greek from the Europe.

She is our beautiful Greek and our handsome Greg – two cats our ours raised by my family.

The most beautiful girl and handsomest guy in our humble abode….

One female and one male felines that share their happiness and joy with us in life.

Greek, thanks for your cheerful hello when we get up, for your quick snatch when we throw the rope, for innocent look when we don’t give you enough, for your touch with the fur when you want even more rubs, for everything making us smile and (pretend to be) upset….

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Mew…. Your soft voice, Greek….

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Saw her and her caretaker last holiday

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Meow! Wow, stronger voice: that is Greg, the one replacing Bob

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enjoying day after lunch

Greg, now one-eyed has been a tough guy in our family – his right eye was attacked by virus and late treated. He’s been with us since Bob was still here.

Greg behaves calmer than Greek. He won’t hop or jump or run in front of me. He is just sitting, licking his whole body over, mewing strongly and more loudly. And, he eats more easily even finishes Greek’s leftover. They have different plates for sure but the same bowl of water.

Greg doesn’t sleep at home. He is a tom and strays around at night for female feline; he stays home when it rains very heavily — dining chair is his favourite. Greek is staying home almost 60% of her day — sometimes at the porch, beds, chairs, corner of mom’s study.

Both are loved as loved as the human around…. And be thanked as thanked as the whole Universe….

Thanks for the humans around who take care of them        🙂

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under the shade of drying frame

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Bob, the grand predecessor 🙂

Singapore – January 11, 2015 – 2:10pm

Long Before

Long before I hug you under the shed of light, you have chosen me to do….

It is not my intention. It is your wish to do….

Wings folded,

Halo un-rung,

Down to me you flew….

To my life, to my heart, to get absorbed by my soul.

And,

Time to press the button:

Last day of your physical being to be with us….

They call it death, let’s call it gate….

You’ve chosen somebody else,

I’m okay.

Be safe.

Be great. Be the bearer of the light….

I never regret for being your human – tears flowing isn’t a sign of sadness. Allow me to cry when remembering you, it is a celebration of my pride of being a mom of a cat that is now waiting to be born as a human being….

Wherever you are, be loving, be loved….

Thank you, Bob….

Bob 2

Singapore – July 23, 2014 – 11:22

Once Upon A Time When I Broke His Heart

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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…

BOB

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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