Writing this is not really easy for me because I just remember all the good times I got to spend with my favorite cat, Anta.
For you to know a little bit more about Anta, I will tell you, he's one nice cat. Not just nice, he's the best actually. He was born on Feb. 24 of 2009 by our home cat, Mouse and Anta Sr. who was my very first cat. Anta Sr. was given to me by a Chinese Vet as a Christmas gift. I loved that cat so much but my parents had to give him up because he kept on spraying urine all over our house. We didn't know much about cats back then cause if we did, we'd probably not given Anta Sr. back to vet. But everything didn't seem so sad because little did we know that our Mommy cat Mouse, was impregnated by Anta Sr.. About 2 months later, she gave birth to three wonderful kittens, the first ones were grey and black. Both of them were furry except for the third one who was grayish and black. A tabby.
They were all so cute and adorable but we gave the 2 furry ones to other families and kept the last one, who looked exactly like his dad. We then named him Anta Jr. or Anta for short. Anta was the sweetest, the cutest and the most obedient cat I ever had. He would listen to me whenever I'd call him and knows exactly who I am. I used to play with him and groom him too. I even sing for him with the lyrics "Anta I love you" to the tune of Cast all my cares. As absurd as it may be, I don't care because that's how much I love this tabby...
Anta loves the outdoors. He's more into the garden than just staying at home.
We had lots of outdoor cats who would occasionally come inside to feel the coolness of the AC. They would come in from all their own worlds when they hear the sound of their cat food clashing inside its container. That's also one thing I love about cats, they know exactly when their meals are given to them. But what surprised me the most is that I call unexpected change when we don't see Anta coming ready to devour his biscuits. We'd usually hear the clinging of his bells when he comes rushing in, this time we see no signs of Anta. And probably, this was one of the days I feared the most. I never thought for one single moment about Anta getting lost. It was a little over two weeks that me and my family searched for Anta all over the neighborhood, pet shops and animal shelters; we even contacted all of the vets we know hoping that they've somehow seen Anta somewhere, and found him not. I can hardly imagine how I felt during that time, to some it's just a cat, but to me.. he's my best friend. And losing a best friend is one of the hardest times anyone can have. I even remember going outside the villa and calling out Anta's name so loud thinking that he will somehow recognize my voice, knowing that he knows me so well, but still I found no luck in our search for my favorite cat. It even came to the point where my dad posted MISSING posters just so people will know someone lost a cat but that too, was to no avail.
Finally when Christmas came, I received a gift. A Teddy bear with the words : Take me Home written around its collar. That bear mostly made me remember Anta the more. Reason why I kept it for about a year or so. I've watched videos of people who were able to find there long lost pets even after 8 years maximum. That somehow sparks a little bit of hope in me. How I wish that I will someday feel the joy that those people felt.
Sometimes, we take things for granted because we never know when we will not see them or even feel them again. After I lost my cat Anta, I have learned to treasure everything I have and make the most of the time I get to spend with them because I never know what will happen next.
-After 2 years, I received a Christmas gift, a kitten I named Boots. She's my new cat now but of course, Anta will still be my first love.
-I also took back my teddy bear and sleep with it every night!
(Anta was lost last November 2011 in Al Shahba area, Sharjah UAE. I still hope to see him, alive. If you have seen this gray British shorthair tabby around the area, do let me know!)
I live an ordinary life; striving and making it work in the giant sandpit aka Dubai. My life isn't perfect (I wish it was!) But I guess there's something about the imperfection in my journey that makes it worth the write and share. I believe that we don't have to have everything figured out because if we do, a lifetime won't be enough...
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