Friday, October 10, 2008

Crazy Charlie

While I'm writing this, I'm looking at Charlie. And he's looking at me. He's giving me a really cheeky look, like he's just thought of an idea which is not too good...and something which he knows he's gonna get yelled at for. And he's carefully watching my fingers running around the keyboard, trying to see if I'm playing a game with him...and thinking that perhaps jumping over the keyboard mght be a good idea..

Who's Charlie? He's my cat! His full name is of coz something typical of me... Charlemagne. Charlie for short. And he is such a freak. In March, I decided to go to SPCA and get myself another cat. My first cat, Shindu, died a day after New Year this year, and I spent 2 months in depression. When I finally said good bye to Shindu, I felt I was ready fo another cat. I didn't want another Siamese cat and I wanted to give a home to one of the many many stray cats around. So one Saturday, I took my darling Simi and we went to SPCA. We looked at all the cats there, some were jumping all around us, some were really hostile, some were not interested. I looked around and personally spend a minute or so with each cat. Then finally, in one cage, I noticed one cat sleeping right at the back. There were 2 more cats in there too, but this one had his face turned away from the cage and was facing the wall. I got him out, and he raised his eyes to look at me....and I fell in love.. Ohhh he was soooo sad, he had such pain and loneliness in his eyes... I lost my heart and asked Simi if she thought we should get him. Of coz she did. And Charlie came into my home. Its been almost 4 months now...and from I what I figured...my Charlie baby is a freak.

He follows me around every where. If I'm in the shower, he sits outside the bathrom..if I'm lying on the couch, he's sitting on the same couch too..If I'm outside, he's outside too..and when I go to sleep, he sleeps on my bed the whole night.. And he's a psycho too. He gets his favourite wet food at around 4 each evening, and if I'm late and he knows that I know I'm late, he BITES me! He really does. The freak bites my leg or hand, just to let me know he takes his food seriously! Hahaha... And right now, he's been staring at me for quite a bit. He thinks he's reading my mind, and it looks like he's figuring that I'm up to no good. And I'm giving him 5 more minutes to be suspicious of me (coz the laptop is taking my attention away from him for a bit too long now) and he's gonna jump right on it and sit there and look at me and I'm supposed to pet him for being such a clever boy : )

But what I see in his eyes now is a lot of contentment and peace. He runs around the house the whole day, he's happy when we get home after work, he's become really cheeky and is constantly up to something, and I'm so glad that I don't see the sadness there anymore.

He's a real darling.

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