Assalamualaikum. Annyeong.
Alhamdulillah. Alhamdulillah.
Allah gives me another opportunity to adopt a kitten today. Words couldn’t
explain how happy I am.
On my way to cafe this morning,
I received a call from Bunda. She told me to stop by any vet to buy med for an
injured cat. I know that Bunda & her workers feed a cat & a kitten at
the restaurant. The Mom & her child will come to the restaurant early in
the morning for breakfast, lunch in the afternoon & later dinner in the
late evening. Literally they aren’t stray cats because they sleep at the garage
at a house behind the restaurant.
Upon being told that the Mom
was bitten & beaten by five stray dogs; I rushed to a nearby vet. Bunda said the Mom
was severly injured; bleeding & too weak to move. The one clinic I happened to know is in
Kingfisher. Situated right next to the clinic I always bring my workers for
their medical check up.
Alas, when I reached Bunda’s
place...she’s already gone. I was late by 5 minutes!!! It breaks my heart upon
seeing the wounds on her body. She must have suffered too much. I hold my tears
when I saw the bloods on his coat. I put her on my laps & I could smell her
urine. Her coat near her rear legs was damped. God! The pain must have been
unbearable she pees on her own coat.
Suddenly I heard a soft meow. And
I saw a kitten under a car; too scared to go out. Seems rather confuse as if he
was searching for his mom. He ran out from his hiding place as soon as one of
Bunda’s worker laid down his Mom’s remain on the road. He walked slowly;
encircling his dead Mom. That definitely breaks my heart even more. How can I
leave him alone on the street like that? He has no one to look after him. His
Mom died protecting him from being harm by the stray dogs. Seeing him so
lost...I immediately made up my mind. That is to bring this kitten home.
Regardless what Bunda has to say. All I know now is to save him. What if the
stray dogs come again later tonight? It scares to me to imagine what’s gonna
happened to him.
Alhamdulillah, Bunda didn’t
oppose my intention to bring the kitten. I told Bunda I have name for him
already. Chichil! The initial C has to be used of course.
I lost Chubby to a viral
disease. Chumi & Cicil fell down from the window while I was at work.
Chumi had never been found while Cicil; I saw him at one of my neighbour’s
house not long after his disappearance. Being taken care so handsomely I
decided to just let him be with his new family. Bukan rezeki aku untuk jaga.
It’s not like he’s being abandoned nor abused there. If that’s the case, harus
aku pigi menyerang & jemput Chichil balik.
Now, I hava a new child. Named
Chichil. NOT to replace the previous Cicil but to celebrate his present
healthy life. The moment I made up my mind to take him, I realized the bigger
responsibility awaits me. Insya Allah. Rezeki from Allah comes in various
forms. Having Chichil is one of them; I believe that.
Chichil took his first vaccine
shot just now. I bought him a collar band; specially designed to kill fleas. He
lives on the streets, remember. His coat must have them. Smart way to prevent
infection among the children at home, yes?
I can’t wait to take him home
& bathe him! Kasi wangi. But I can’t imagine what will Cafe reacts later
on? What will he do to show his jealousy? Some kinda rebel act, perhaps? They
will be the bestest of friend in no time...let’s pray for that. Ngek.
Ya Allah, tidak ku harap
balasan dari Mu dengan apa yang aku perbuat. Kerana aku tahu, tiada aku punya
hak untuk itu. Rahmat Mu, rezeki yang Kau kurniakan kepadaku sudah lebih dari
cukup. Tidak terbilang olehku. Namun aku bermohon, andai mampu aku
meminta...dengan apa yang aku telah perbuat, moga Kau kurangkan dosa ku yang
menggunung tinggi.
eryantierdabdulkarim
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