Filed under: pets
“i think tamaki might be at my old place.” kyoya typed when we were on msn this morning. “the area might have looked familiar to him.”
“maybe he missed you.” i wrote back.
“that’s what i thought…he decided to go look for me….then again why would he wanna look for me? to get a beating?” kyoya replied.
i imagine tamaki sitting forlornly under kyoya’s apartment… but unknown to him, kyoya has already moved back to his family’s home. i wonder if tamaki’s sense of direction can manage such a feat, “can tamaki cross the road safely?” i asked.
“maybe he just dashed across.” kyoya reasoned, “anyway, i’ll drive down on thursday or friday and we can look together.”
yesterday night, i dreamt that tamaki came home. kyoya had a dream too:
“i dreamt that i saw a black deformed cat on the street while riding a bus…thought it was tamaki…and then i looked at his foot and realized it wasn’t him…cos his feet were made of turtles….”
i wonder what that could mean?
Filed under: pets
my cat, tamaki has left. i don’t dare count how many days since he left his new pretty red collar in front of our garden. mama and papa found the collar when they came home. the bright red tiny bell on it is crushed.
we looked, we called, his food is still in his bowl. but he hasn’t come back.
sure, he’s spoilt, sometimes sulky, does ridiculous things, loud, attention-seeking, troublesome, and expects the entire family to fall on our knees and open the doors for him, massage him, give him treats, and pet him at his every whim. but that’s the cute thing about his character too.
i asked kyoya, “what if tamaki doesn’t come back?”
but kyoya only got intense and said, “that tamaki! how could he be so irresponsible! don’t talk to me about him. i’m still mad at him.”
i want to say “but tamaki is just a cat…” but i don’t dare.
fuji asked me the other day when we were walking home, “eiji, when would you consider tamaki truely gone forever?” and i want to cry and say, “never! tamaki will always live in eiji’s heart!”
but i’m afraid fuji would laugh at me and say i’m emotional or naive, so i say, “i guess if tamaki doesn’t come home before i move to my new place…”
tamaki… please come home, you’re too silly to take care of yourself. and everyone is worried.
