MISTY.
It's been almost a year since we've had a cat in our house ever since i came home from my mission. My mama was visiting a member from my Church one day when she noticed a brown and black spotted white kitten around a month and a half old. My mama asked if she could have it, and the member gave it to her. I can't remember what her name was before, but when she got home, we decided to call her Misty.
Like any other cat, Misty was really playful and mischievous, so we thought she'll be lost, especially since our house is not that big. But she stayed! And she was really cute, sniffing every nook and corner of the house. We were so happy, we haven't had a cat for so long.
Misty loved playing with our puppies at the time, and she even played with our cow! And oh! How she loved chasing field mice and field rats!
Like with us purrmans, i mean, humans, with the coming of age...wait what? Well let's just call it coming of age, came other cat suitors. It was a good thing Misty didnt go with any if them, but she got pregnant. Ah, cat life.
For three months we watched her tummy grow bigger and bigger, as our excitement also grew. I was especially excited. Preggy Misty equals lot's more of Misty kittens. Haha!wqq The big day came, and she gave birth to three very very cute kittens in the kitchen. As much as we love Misty and the kittens, (maybe we should start calling them Misty and Co.) the smell became unbearable, and we moved them to an empty pen right at the back of our house near the kitchen. But Misty would always carry the kittend back to the kitchen, one by one. Looking back, i can say Misty was a really sweet cat.
But the curtain of life soon falls on this lovely new cat family.
A week after we welcomed the trio kitten to this world, we said good-bye to Misty.
Mama put a leash on Misty and tied her inside the vacant pen, so that she wont bring back the kittens to the kitchen, and also to satrt teaching the mommy cat discipline, and so that she'll get used to a collar and leash.
But cats are free-spirited creatures, full of their own adventures, and Misty was not an exception.
She tried hard to escape during the night, but her leash got snagged, and she was left hanging, and she choked to death.
All this happened while i was asleep, and my mom only told me what happened, but i was just so sad. I held Misty's babies and i cried for them. Their mom was gone, and so was their precious d supply of milk. One by one, they followed their mother to the afterlife.
My mother was guilty, adn she was sad. On Nov. 1, she erected a candle in memory of Misty, and she kept saying sorry many times to the air. We were not completely over the passing, but it's funny that mama said, "Dont haunt me Misty huh, please."
We learned a lot from Misty's brief stay with us. It's a shame i never got to take a picture of Misty with her babies.
We miss you Misty, and trio kitties.