You have Cat to be Kitten me right Meow

“Curiosity killed the cat”. Apparently, this idiom is the opposite to how I found my kitty cat, Wuffy. I found him because of the urge to check him out. Why he was crying out loud, where’d hi mommy go? The night I found him was a glorious one. God gave me an unexpected blessing.

The kittens cry is just disturbing and I couldn’t stop but wonder what was happening to the poor thing. I went down from the Humanities Building to the parking lot nearby and sitting  a little kitten. The kitty fur like that of a cotton ball, ears of a fennec fox and a pair of doe eyes. This is probably love at first sight and I think my eyes are watery. How could something so furry, so small, so helpless, be standing in front of me?

“You have cat to be kitten me right meow” I said to myself in a very low volume, approaching him slowly without dragging my foot on the rocky asphalt road. I slowly extend my right arm with palms facing upright. I wanted to make the I-will-massage-your-neck kind of gesture because a cat would most likely run away if the palms are facing downright. He’s just still but the crying stopped after I massaged his neck. Then I held him with my two hands, placed him on my chest and carried him like a baby. The poor kitten ‘meowed’ and I guess that meant he liked me.

Carrying him with care, I go upstairs with an obvious trace of happiness on my face. I find my classmates surrounding me, pinching the kittens cheek, and praising him for his cuteness. I bet he’s feeling like a prince right now, having my arm as a throne and my stroking hand as a crown. My classmates then asks me what I’m going to name him. I was never ready for these kinds of situations when you are challenged to name a kitten. naming a kitten is almost like naming your own baby if you want to keep it. “Wuffy. I’m going to name him Wuffy. I’m going to take care of him and treat him like my own kid.”

Wuffy is probably 8 months old. He is healthy and his fur is still like that of a cotton ball. He is active, playful, cute and luckily, he does not poop inside the house but rather in his kitty litter. I found him for a reason and that was to stop him from crying,welcome him to our warm family and be lonely no more.

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