Sunday, September 23, 2007
Cats -
Cats. The bane of my miserable life. Everyday, in this ill-starred area of the city, there are at least five damn cat fights!
When I had rented this apartment, I had no idea that the surrounding area was over-run with scavenger cats. The first night, I earned an insomia. What with the constant mewing, scratching, hissing and occasional series of dog barks. If was not in such a financial crisis, it would have taken a herd of angry bulls to keep me in that place.
Eventually, after living with something for so long, it became such a normal thing that it felt so off to not hear the sounds of battles between the dogs and the cats and among the cats themselves. I tried living elsewhere for a day once. I did not get a wink of sleep. There was just something comforting about the familiarity of the hissing of the cats.
Yes, this was really like needing coffee in the morning to get out of bed. Just, in this case, it was needing a few yowls to go to bed.
By Foong Ming [9] 2E
(User) posted @ 9:49 PM
