Cats who teach me to fly…

We estimated Carl to be above 15 years of age and we are not surprised if he was 20.

Carl was a strong boy. At this age, he was able to jump high and even all the way up to the fridge. I should say he didn’t suffer much. He had all his favourite food spread around him. His favourite dish were fried or boiled fish. No matter how tight our schedule were, we would find time to cook for him.

Carl at his peak! The day we brought him home, he already had two teeth left. Carl took quite some time to adjust himself at home. Carl was not a trouble maker. An extremely good and calm boy. Whenever a family member left, something is always missing “physically “. However, they are always in my head. We cremated Boy and Carl on the same day.

I texted AVS officer a week after Boy was sent for post-mortem. Officer said Boy was still on queue and nothing had been done yet. According to Mel, the officer told her that there was no camera around the scene where Boy was killed. So why was AVS still holding Boy for. We arranged the cremation company to pick Boy up and both Carl and Boy were cremated on the same day.

I was glad that nothing had been done to Boy and I was still able to see him in one piece. I did whatever I did for Carl and many to Boy. Not leaving a single thing out. In hope to create a cause for a favourable rebirth.

It was quite a hectic month for me with so many things happening at one go. Quite a challenge to me and I am glad that my mind stay clear.

The next challenge is another rescue who got hit by a taxi last week and had his jaw dislcoated. Surgery has been scheduled on this Tuesday…