Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Goodbye My Fatty....

Goodbye My Fatty…

Last week I went to the Philippines for a student summit. When I got back home, a bad news awaits for me: my Fatty had gone.

On the night of arrival, I didn’t bother to ask where my Fatty was since I was too tired and exhausted because of the return trip. Also, I was too busy unpacking and distributing some items to my family.

The next day, I asked my brother where Fatty was. Then one shocking, horrible story I got as a reply: Fatty was attacked by a cat and only survived for two days after the attack. All these happened during my stay in the Philippines.

After that, I went back to my room and suddenly cried. I mean, I really-really cried. I cried like a baby… it was a real BOO-HOO… I was even surprised I was crying for 5-10 minutes. I believe it was my first time I’ve ever felt a loss. I love Fatty very much. I was so sad that I wasn’t there to protect her; I was so sad that I wasn’t beside her during her striving moment. Moreover, I was so upset with my family who couldn’t take a better care of her.

Calmed myself, I went for breakfast then I went to my dad to ask better explanation and the detailed story. And he told me:

It all happened just about three days before my return in the afternoon. A cat came into the living room through the open terrace-door. Nobody was in the living room, seemed like everyone was busy with their own business in their room. When my dad went out from his room, he found the cat already kicked and roll my lovely Fatty with its paws.

My father then shoo the cat away, and my Fatty was still alive. My dad then put her back into her place, and thought that nothing serious happened since Fatty could still runs, eats, drinks, and play around; until two days after when my family found out that lovely Fatty has become a casualty: cold and stiff, lying still in the cage.

After the explanation, I could not say anything. I thought I would just kill every single cats around my neighborhood, but then I realized that it would not bring my Fatty back to life, also it’s been cat’s nature to do things like that. Then, I thought I would put my anger and blame to my family (mom, dad, bro), but then I realized that it wasn’t totally their faults. We usually keep the terrace-door opens, and no single creature such cats or dogs ever come in. Maybe it was just the time for my lovely Fatty. My dad lighted me by saying that it was just her bad day.

Well, I have to tell you facts why I love Fatty that much, otherwise you won’t understand a guys like me cried like boo-hoo for 5-10 minutes:



  1. Fatty is very chubby and that makes her very cute

  2. Fatty has a very soft and warm fur that could provide me comfort whenever I feel sad

  3. Fatty is very kind and nice to all people, she never hurts people, unlike her mate

  4. Fatty only bites lightly to show that she wants to play around with you

  5. Fatty understand how I want to play with her: simply put my palm in her cage and she will jump onto it and wait for me to lift her up

  6. Fatty knows how to behave. Every time I let her run around the house (most of the times in my room), she never destroys anything valuable.

  7. Fatty knows how to tease. Whenever I want to put her back in the cage, she always hides until I got tired. Then out of the blue when I already forgot my intention to find her, she came out and poke my foot to get my attention, then stay still for a while to stare at me, then rush back to her hiding place.

  8. Fatty never gets mad even when I forget to fetch her food for a few days

  9. Fatty always struggle to get up (since she is very chubby) when me and my brother lay her back, and the struggling moment to stand on her feet was very cute


Now… I’ll have to live without her…

... ... ... ;(


To my lovely Fatty,

Thank you for being there whenever I need comfort from your fur
Thank you for accepting me as your master
I am truly sorry I wasn’t there when you need me.
Your memory will always stay in my heart forever
I will never forget every single moment I had with you
So long my little Fatty,
I pray for your happiness in your Heaven


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

hi, how i wish i am fatty, how i wish theres someone like you who will so much care for me as how u have expressed your care for fatty when she died.

how i wish i am fatty.eheheh

-melford