|Our first cat Trevor and his son Puckity at the background.|
I have always been a pet lover, and have had animals all my life. I always treat them like a part of the family and not just a pet. I grew up with both dogs and cats and currently I have a cat and some fish but unfortunately I can't bring them with me, so they are in the Philippines and I'm sure my mother was taking care of them. I remember when I was young my grandmother had a dog named Charisma, she was the first generation of the dog we had, until she got old and passed away, she leaves us with some puppies that as far as I remember they were still alive until I was in my high school days that time (1997); so I think they died old like more than 10 years old. In our country the animals like cats and dogs, they are expected to have a life-frame of 8 years for cat and 10 years for dog: that's because our animals is an outdoor animals, they live outside the house and wanders around in the neighborhood, so they live a hard life. I also had a cat when were still living in Davao City, my husband name him Puckity, he was the one of the 2 first son's of our first cat Trevor.
We loved that cat so much, at first when his still a kitten he is giving as a hard time, because he is not potty trained yet, but then when he grow up he became nice and loving cat. I remember that time when I was already sleeping, when I forgot to close the faucet in the kitchen because that time we experience a rotating brownout, when in the middle of night the water supply was back and the next thing I know it was flooding already in our living room. And what Puckity do is he tried to wake me up by scratching my legs but I ignore him, I only get up when he purred at my face and when I heard the water gashing in the kitchen, thanks to my cat the only damage has done is our carpet got soaked. I miss my cat, we believe Puckity got stolen from our house, because he never return after that day he was gone.
|The dog with no face. Picture from The Morningstarr|