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remember the little kitten I was talking about that stan gave me?

well, it died. diedi yesterday morning, Friday morning.

On Wednesday, when I was out jogging, and when i checked my phone, i had 7 missed calls from my dad. Then he called again, and he told me that Kitty (the kitten’s name) had a bad fall and was badly injured. I was like how on earth did that happen? he said, that Kitty jumped onto the table, but tried hard to grasp on, and it was hanging there, trying to get onto the table, but it lost it’s grip and fell. That, my cousin saw. She called my dad and they found Kitty near the bed, bleeding from the mouth, and some other liquid also coming out, I’m guessing foam. So he took it and put it on the bed, and it was lying down but wiggling very distortedly. I msged Edel and asked her whether can save or not, she said probably not, cos it’s so young..

I was like, oh no.. he asked to get back asap, which i didn’t =( came back much later, and Stan and I saw Kitty, omg. it was really bad. It was breathing so hard, couldn’t open the mouth, so it was breathing from the nose only. I carried it, but it couldn’t stand at all. it fell limp. and it’s lyingdown position was so distorted. Cats never sit like that with the limbs all over the place! That’s how it was. =( it’s head was moving from side to side, it was in so much pain. Then Stan checked the backbone, and said probably some broken bone there.. it didn’t wanna eat or drink anything.. poor thing.

so I just covered it up and put it on the bed upstairs.

The next morning, i sent my dad n bro to school, then Stan and I took it to the vet. I had to, if I didn’t, it wouldn’t live past a few more hours. So we took it and the vet checked it, said no broken bones or fractures, but it had a spinal injury. And once the doc put it on drips and fed it some milk, it was sitting up, but not still. It was rocking from side to side.. so poor thing la.. The doc said, it can either live or die, but they wouldn’t know, so the kitten was admitted for a day.. When the doc said nothing broken and all, and when we saw the kitty in a better condition, we were hopeful that it would live..

And then, Friday morn, the clinic calls and tells me that the kitten died. I was like oh my god.. and for a moment I was just sad.. but then i was normal again. And then Stan and I went to the vet to collect the kitten’s body back. I buried it in my garden. Its eyes were still open, and very distant. Poor fella. So i buried it la. Then a few hours later, only it sank in that it was gone. It was such a cute cute kitten. Always jumping here and there, following me everywhere. It was very attached to me, and it was so daring. Never knew what danger was, and the other danger being my cat. But i was kinda puzzled, as to why it tried to jump up onto the table. It NEVER jumps up, for as long as i had it i knew that for sure. but that night it did. And whenever it jumps from the table to the floor, it would be ok and all. weird stuff. hmmm..

well, now i have Kiki to look after.. cos i’m afraid it might be pregnant! but i’m still not sure at all. maybe it’s just growing fat, but it’s been behaving weirdly. hmmm… well well, well.

well, i also said my work supervisor’s nice. well, she is, but she also gets on my nerves already. She’s suppose to only ask me to help when i’m working, not at other times other than my working hours. but that’s not what she does. which is annoying. grrrrrr.

ok la, bye!

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