..totally domesticated, she will not pee or poo in the house.. allowed total freedom, nights she would, most times sleeps with me, occupying a portion of the bed, where the missus had laid out a folded kain pelikat ..days were spent romping around the neighbours' houses..always playful, there is nothing facetious about her being clean and neat..
..our ritual during Ramadan suited her..an early riser, she would wakes me up with her soft meow between 4.30 to 5.00 every morning whilst rubbing her face against my feet or hands..and I would stagger to the kitchen, fill her bowl with a clutch of feed and fill her drinking bowl with fresh water..by the time we finished sahur, and I prepared myself for the morning solat, she would be at the door, waiting to be let out...outside Ramadan, the ritual was the same...minus the sahur, I would linger a little in bed, ignoring her meows and rubbings..
..and so it was that when the missus suggested we start our six days optional fast of Syawal on Saturday, I promptly agreed..Ayam, would love it..and she did, having sahur with us in the wee hours of the morning..Auji being indisposed, son not willing..it was just me, missus, a cat named Ayam...and the cool, morning breeze from the sea...
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Fabulous write.. as always.
How was your Haj preps coming..
Reminds me of my cat in Malaysia. Exactly the same attitude. And though I am the owner, dia manja with my dad. Wakes my dad up before subuh prayer for food, then it would be her toilet time outside the house...
Ahh...I think it's time to write about my cat, just realized that I am missing her...:)
Oh Ayam...such a sweet sweet kitty...purrrr...just like my Gabriel too, wakes me up like clockwork around 5 something so I can be ready for work (well that's about 2 years ago) Now that I'm working from home, he's very lazy cat that!! Ayam is so cute Papito---can we have more of her photos please!!!! ♥
pak mat, i dont have a soft meow to wake me up, instead a soft shriek followed by a wailling mamamamamama...that's my baby ..nak susu.....there's no way to ignore him..kena bangun jugak.
..salam raya, all..a cat is good therapy/company for old coots..I found them soothing..and calming..
wan shariff..slowly,cikwan, slowly..
nana..ah..cats, even the two legged kind, simply loved old men..yes, write about it..
ks..I will try..but she's camera shy..
curly hair..and one day, 10 to 15 years from now, you will look back and recalled fondly those days when their diapers need changing..those broken sleep feeding them..and those little fingers clasping yours..and you will sigh a little sigh..how they have grown..
Pakmat, whatever give u the idea to name a cat 'Ayam'??? I can imagine it going up the tin roof (as per photo)going...cock cock khoooo :))
..salam Tommy..the children gave it..and I thought the names humans sometimes called each other, like beruk, babi, lembu, monyet and such, calling a cat ayam is nothing..:)
Pakmat,salam
And God created them cats .They are my soulmates...my mokjadeandell.Sometimes it makes me think,how lucky I was with them in this near always empty house.
Please share more about your ayam.
..salam mokjadeandell..I will..I invariably will..for there will always be something about cats..
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