Yes , today and yesterday have been one of the saddest days of my life. It was 7.30 am yesterday and I was Chung Hwa Kindergarten having only just dropped Aqeel my littlest one off to school when I got the phone call from my husband Andy who told me that he thought our cat Furball had been run over in front of our house. At that moment I screamed 'What??' until all the parents turned and looked at me. I felt as if I was struck by lightning and that my entire world went gloom. The next thing I knew I was rushing for the car to get to Furball and hoped against all hope that he was alive. I quickly revved up the Livina and crying sped my way through to KFS soon as I could. When I got near our house Is tarted slowing down the car and looking for him , telling myself " where's my cat..where's my cat'. A few seconds after on the right lane I saw a lifeless body of a cat which was ginger in colour. I put on the hazard light and quickly got out of the car and found that it was indeed Furball... and he had died. I found myself screaming 'Furball' and tried to get his bloodied body into the bonnet. When I got home, I hardly had the strength to carry myself as I was so sorrowful of him being gone.
We buried him and told Arian that his beloved cat had gone. Luckily he took the news quite well. Unfortunately it is me that is struggling so badly with his death. Furball , when we took him in was a little playful kitten whom I did not like at first. It was only these past few months that he started to grow on me. Whenever I prayed he would always sit on the praying mat and never failed to lie on my tummy or chest whenever I rested. He was a very good cat and I miss him terribly.
When I found him lying on the side of the road I was hoping that it was not Furball for his collar was not with him. Although Endy later confirmed that it was indeed Furball whom I had found I still find myself waiting out in the evening just in case he came back. I buried him myself but part of me still cannot accept that he is gone forever.
This morning after my Fajr prayers I waited outside near his grave ( his grave 's in front of my house) and looked out in case he came back as he had done this disappearing act once or twice where he did not come home until after one or two days. But he didn't. This afternoon again I looked out to see if he would come back but I was again disappointed.
Furball, I just hope you know how much I love and terribly miss you. The family had a wonderful time having you as part of our family. Even though you are gone I hope you know that you will be cherished forever and will always remain close to my heart. Please take care of yourself up there Furball and don't annoy the angels when you are playing,okay.
Mama loves you.
