It's been a long time since I posted my last entry. I have never signed in my blog anymore since I had no internet connection in Jatinangor. I was kinda lazy to go out searching for a place with Wifi. But now, I'm in my house, which means I'm free to use internet connection anytime I want.
Well, what I'm gonna tell you tonight is about a kitten. How a kitten made me realize that I still have a big heart to help God's creature and put aside my ignorance about it. Call me cocky or whatever, but hell yeah, I've never liked cat, even a kitten. In my opinion, they are spoiled, cocky, and annoying. And to top it off, I have to say most of them are unfriendly. They can scratch us with their claws, even if we've tried to treat them well. What on earth. I do NOT like them so much. But then I changed my mind, and my opinion about it, since yesterday.
Yesterday noon, I found a kitten inside my house. It was inside the stone exactly. I can't describe the stone in detail, but let me show you guys the picture of that stone tomorrow. I'm kinda afraid of taking picture at night, I just don't want 'something' to take a part (well, creepy)
Yes, the kitten was inside the stone. It was meowing all day long and to be honest, it annoyed me. I chose to ignore it earlier, I just kept thinking "just let the mother find and take it away from there". It kept meowing and I kept ignoring. Then I started to feel guilty to let it stay there alone without its mother feeding it and spoiling it. I was afraid of the time it stop meowing, that's the time it's gone. And I didn't want it to happen. I took the initiative to feed it. I made it milk. I tried to put the bowl of milk in the stone the cat inside. And what happened? The kitten felt threatened. It started to scratch and I was afraid of being scratched! It apparently didn't like me. It might think that I wanted to hurt. I wasn't giving up! I asked my boyfriend, who was in my house that noon, to put the bowl in and if he could, he should take the kitten out from there. My boyfriend agreed. I questioned him "what if it scratch you? aren't you afraid? it would be painful anyway" he just answered "so?" -__- well, let's see, then. he did not make it, too. the kitten was just so fierce and we couldn't stand it. We both decided to leave it alone until the mother came up to pick it up. Yeah, I got back to be ignorant. But once again, the feeling of guilt came up to my mind. When the night came, it kept meowing. But the sound of its voice was getting more quiet. I waited in my dining room and kept an eye whether the mother sneaked in. I was watching movies in my leptop. But there was no sign of the kitten-mothers' appearance. I waited it until 4:00 AM and I gave up. I was getting sleepy. Then I got into my room and fell asleep. I didn't forget to pray that the kitten would be vanished in the morning and i didn't need to hear the sorrowmeows anymore. Then, i went to sleep.
The next morning, which means this morning, I got it's still trapped there inside the stone, and again, it kept meowing. Oh God, what on earth happened with its mother? Didn't the mother go looking for it? You know, it needs to be pitied. It couldn't find its mother, was hungry, thirsty, and fatigue to meow. And no one even gave a damn about it. Neither my parents nor me. We all could just say "how pity", "the irresponsible mother", bla-bla-bla what the hell. But we did no actions to help it. Nothing. Yeah, what a pity of us. I eventually could't stand this guilty feeling anymore. Call me a coward, then I will cry in front of you. Yeah, I'm such a coward. I always have a big mouth about loving and caring. I always say to everyone how much I love dogs. Now, just in case, it's a puppy inside the stone, would I just leave it alone there? No, I won't. I will never do that. I will do anything to take the puppy out there, even let myself getting scratched by the puppy. And what differs the puppy and the kitten? They're both still young, too young to be abandoned. And they need help. So why then I just keep standing here and do nothing? And finally, i said to myself i had to help this kitten. At least, I took it out and just unleashed it. I said to myself that I had to put aside the fear of getting scratched or anything, I had to make a move or I would have myself regret to see the kitten died by starving, thirsty, or running out of voice. And I optioned to make a move. I took a towel. Then I catched the kitten. And wew! That's not as hard as I thought. I made it! I took out the kitten, I unleashed it, and then I just tamed it. And now, the kitten is safe with me. I made it a milk and it sipped the milk slowly. It is now sleeping. I hope it would feel safe and be healed soon. And the important thing is I changed my mind and my opinion about cat, mmh kitten exactly. I think they're quite cute to play with and they're friendly when they've known us. Besides, they have to know who the boss is. It's me :D
Well, to end up this story, I just want you guys to find it out. I wrote it on my facebook and twitter this evening.
I got my heart touched by a kitten. I knew that I had to make a move, but fear ruled me. I couldn't do anything until I put the fear aside and risked myself to do the right thing. That's I want you guys to do from now on. Don't ever let fear bring you down. You take it down. Especially when you realise you're doing the right thing. Like I wrote, it will prove whether you're a real human or not. Because the real human will do anything, even risk theirselves, when they know their heart get touched.
Good night! :D
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