Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Kris has returned home last night, or to be exact early morning. At about 12.00 midnight, just after Kellie entered the house, I heard a familiar sound, meowing at the door step. As the door opened, there stood Kris, a bit dirty ( actually very dirty). After a short greeting to Kellie, off he went to the kitchen, looking for FOOD. He must be hungry...I just watched him eating. After his supper (or may be dinner and lunch for 2 days), I took him and checked him... just to ensure it is really Kris. Then I noticed how really dirty he was. He needed to be bathed. So at 12++ midnight, he had his bath and it is confirmed the cat is Kris. I am really happy for his homecoming.
This afternoon, I received a call from my daughter, informing that the fish which is supposed to be their lunch has become Kris's lunch instead. I just wonder, within 2 days, the cat has learned to be fish snatcher... probably due to food shortage during his voyage. (He is actually a bit thinner). I hope he will left the unpleasant habit he learned during the voyage and back to his accepted and my approved behaviour. However, I wish he will 'berak' in the toilet instead under the sink though. This will help my time management significantly.
What touch me (or worries me) is actually, even when my cat went missing, I am really worried..and pray for his safe return. I cannot imagine if one of my kids decided to leave home...how shall i react? I may say ok, they want to be independent...will i miss them? Terribly I suppose. Will I pray for their well being, eat well, sleep well and ...well in everything? Of course, I will.
I guess that is how our parents felt towards us. It must be really sad to let go and risk your siblings to struggle in the adulthood world. However, that is the wheel of life. So tonight, I shall call my parents... don't get me wrong, I always call them..and I "balik kampung" more than three times a year. In fact, I just went back last two week.
So ... next time your mum call for your help or assistance, remember Rasulullah said, it means never answer with "jap" or "waitla" or in other word ..... just do it (... Ain't it great to be MOM?
This afternoon, I received a call from my daughter, informing that the fish which is supposed to be their lunch has become Kris's lunch instead. I just wonder, within 2 days, the cat has learned to be fish snatcher... probably due to food shortage during his voyage. (He is actually a bit thinner). I hope he will left the unpleasant habit he learned during the voyage and back to his accepted and my approved behaviour. However, I wish he will 'berak' in the toilet instead under the sink though. This will help my time management significantly.
What touch me (or worries me) is actually, even when my cat went missing, I am really worried..and pray for his safe return. I cannot imagine if one of my kids decided to leave home...how shall i react? I may say ok, they want to be independent...will i miss them? Terribly I suppose. Will I pray for their well being, eat well, sleep well and ...well in everything? Of course, I will.
I guess that is how our parents felt towards us. It must be really sad to let go and risk your siblings to struggle in the adulthood world. However, that is the wheel of life. So tonight, I shall call my parents... don't get me wrong, I always call them..and I "balik kampung" more than three times a year. In fact, I just went back last two week.
So ... next time your mum call for your help or assistance, remember Rasulullah said, it means never answer with "jap" or "waitla" or in other word ..... just do it (... Ain't it great to be MOM?
// posted by nor'aini's....thought @ 10:58 pm 
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