They say dogs love you, cats own you. Maybe so. Cats are just as loving as dogs. They are love, oozing with so much love to give and receive. With their love, we become captives. I had two cats, Maurice … Continue reading →
I wanted to write more about Maurice, but today, I’m taking a day off. Today I’m flying low and I’m not saying a word I’m letting all the voodoos of ambition sleep. The world goes on as it must, the … Continue reading →
I am finding ways to go through the gift of grief as best I can. The only way I can, for now, is to think of all the kindness of family and friends who shared their love for my cat, … Continue reading →
Well, Maurice, do pray that cats go to heaven. A movie was made that dogs go to heaven and I am still waiting for Disney to make a movie that cats go to heaven. This is how I speak to … Continue reading →
Working with my cat, Maurice, as a model is very challenging to keep him still so I can take a shot of him from every angle. One thing I want to prove that Maurice is more intelligent than Donald Trump and … Continue reading →
Day 1: Maurice woke me up, breathing on my face and meowing. Startled and looked at the time, it was 4:01 pm in the afternoon. Everything was foggy since I went to bed delirious from having the ferocious flu bug, … Continue reading →
For the sake of this prompt, these five items are all in my purse. It’s a small card holder that has my identity: Driver’s License, Medical Card, Social Insurance Card and Credit Card. In addition, I will put on my shoes, an outdoor coat and apartment keys. These are what matters and all I need. As for the rest, material things can be easily replaced.In reality, summer 2005, I was lying flat on my back in the middle of the living room, playing with Maurice, the cat. Lying on my back is all I can do due to a work related accident, I was on health leave. My lower lumbar suffered soft tissue injury from lifting a heavy box. Tsk-Tsk.Clang, clang, clang goes the fire alarm. Now what? This is exactly what I need! Maurice was startled and went into hiding. Cats are very sensitive creatures, they prefer quietude like me.I slowly got out of my back, heard the commotion outside. I do not have a cage for the cat so I grab my backpack. Looking for Maurice, I stuffed him in the bag. Grabbed my bag with my identification cards in it, shoes and apartment keys I slowly left the apartment with Maurice. We descended down three flights, not an easy task for my back. In the meantime, Maurice was screaming his head off in the bag and trying to pacify him that everything will be alright.Outside, everybody is gathered and five fire trucks are already in front of the building. Commotion, chaos and we were looking to check if everybody is out. Checked, everybody is accounted for.The firemen did their thing. We stood outside in a warm sunny day, chatting, joking, exchanging pleasantries, and catching up with what’s happening with our lives to keep our mind off matters. It seemed like forever. Finally, the firemen proclaimed, ALL SAFE – FALSE ALARM. Hooray, the crowd shouted, we all returned to our apartments and we lived happily ever after to date, especially Maurice, the cat.