Wednesday 5 February 2020

The cat who wore his heart on a sleeve

 The cat of my life

His name is Tabitha,yes and he is male grew from a small size kitten into a full grown giant Tomcat,Tabitha an orange Garfield replica was always included in the house conversations and I could see him pay close attention to all the activities if you sat to read, he sat next to you quietly,Often he felt like a human in a cat's body,we happen to have a shop and we would leave for a moment,Tabitha would wait at the counter and if a customer rings the bell,he would come home ,it was in the same compound and meow loudly,then escort you to the shop,I don't think he knew why the people would come to the shop,but he did his part,only to be rewarded with his favourite snack,the doughnut his eyes would become humongous as you ripped the packaging and he would move around with a sense of urgency and anticipation. My whole house adored him because every time we sat down to have a meal and say grace ,Tabitha would close his eyes too,I feel sad when I recall that I left home for fashion college one Thursday and in the evening the house was empty,no one was there,including Tabitha, when they came back they were all looking sad,turnouts Tabitha was fighting a big snake in the bush,to protect our house, it was poisonous and it bit him,they tried to save her but she had foam in her mouth,trying to give him milk to neutralize the effect was futile,I couldn't hear what they were saying after that,I left my bag on sprawling on the floor and dragged my feet to my bed I was too sad to imagine the pain my heart would endure for days,I knew they buried him in our land where we lay to rest all our pets. No cat will ever replace you Tabitha.
why we gave her a female name is a story for another day ,pass some tissue.