Monday, February 06, 2006
Cats and Appetite...
Look at the picture above and the first thing that would enter your mind would be 'Awww... so cute!' On the contrary, what I encountered yesterday evening hardly elicited the same response from me. Ling and myself were having our routine nightly cushy talks at one of the benches under the void deck when a little stray kitten climbed up and started to bother her. Next stop for the infernal animal was to paw at my pouch and tank top that I left on the bench itself. And horrors of horrors, I realised who the perpetrator was. It wasn't the kitten, but the one of the residents have been coming down everynight to feed, not just that particular kitten, but an entire brood! His reasoning: if I don't feed them, they (the felines) would be rummaging through the thrash and cause greater problems. What kind of logic is that? If it is already a menace in the first place, why not just lodge a complain with the relevant authorities and have the cats cleared from the area instead of resorting to feeding them, causing a possible and further case of breeding? Wouldn't that make the situation even worse? Hmmm... Which brings me to question: Do we sometimes try to do the right thing by doing the wrong thing? Are we sometimes 'feeding cats' to prevent something myopic without looking at greater consequences? In short... do we do what we do just to achieve immediate rewards/aims? Sometimes, I feel that it is better to really evaluate the wide reaching consequences of our actions instead of just narrowly identifying problems and solutions... Thoughts?
On another note, I do realise that Ling is making a concerted effort to eat regularly, which is a good thing. Apparently, before she met me, she has been having irregular meals daily, causing her much discomfort due to her severe case of gastric, which scares the crap out of me most times. Problem is: Ling thinks that she is putting on extra flab (which I seriously do not care, notice or observe at all). Hmmm... Well, I love her regardless of whatever flab she has, or even the lack of it (I did come up with the 50 reasons didn't I?)... She is lying on my bed now, totally oblivious to whatever is happening to the outside world... OKKK... she's sleeping!
And just looking at her lie here with her arms wrapped around my bolster is reason enough to just stare at her all night long and risk missing Superbowl later this morning... To tell you the truth, I really relish every single momment that I have just by looking at her. You guys out there may think that this is some psychotic act. But I really do think that the best form of communication, paradoxically, is silence.
Just appreciating someone. Just like appreciating a painting. Just like appreciating His creations. Just like appreciating Ling.
You're my morning light,
a sunshine smile in skies.
The starlight in my dreams,
on clouds of lullaby's.
You're my rock to lean on,
for days dreary and blue.
The touch of your embrace,
sends sparks in me to you.
You're a flame in my heart,
on cold and loving nights.
From my head to my toes,
on afternoon delights.
You're always on my mind,
my one and true amore.
In thoughts of yesterday,
tomorrow's to explore.
You're my friend forever,
who comforts when I cry.
To listen, laugh and love,
with me until I die.
Take it easy, Keep it real...
Comments:
Post a Comment
