I'm out and out an animal person and my most favoured pet is a dog. And I got my first dog, Tasha, just a few months back. People who have been following my blog for a while might know this about me already. But for those who are new to my blog and to my existing readers who have missed out on some of my earlier posts, here's a list of my earlier posts you might like to take a peek at:
1. The Rescue
6. The ride
7. Dog Vs Cat
And all this is an evidence for how excited I was about my new pup. And in that excitement, I ignored my cat which has been around our family since 3 years now. I realised it only when someone mentioned my cat in her comment for my last post. And I'm so thoroughly ashamed about this. Before Tasha came into my life, I come back from work to find him curled up on the sofa of the living room and I never went in my room before I said a "Hi" to him. I used to play with him every night. And used to take a lot of snaps of him and proudly display it on my blog and other sites where I got loads of appreciation for it. He was my top model. But ever since Tasha came home, he started acting like a recluse and the reason is nothing but jealousy. And I too did nothing about it. I simply dismissed his complaints seeking attention. Months passed by and now he has become very old and kind'a cranky because of his old age and I just realised that his days are numbered. The only attention that he gets from us is the three time square fish-meal everyday. Also, he stopped being at home. He goes out after every meal and returns only for his next. Rather sad, I know.
But what has been done has been done and he has become too old and wild to be tamed any more. And after a lot of thinking the only thing I could come up with as a compensation for my miss deed is to honour him with an Award in his name and give it out to all those bloggers who have a pic. of their feline pet on their blog and also to those who has written a poem, an essay or a fiction on cats or anything that belongs to the feline family. That way, though he will never be aware of it, I can honour him for the nice little thing that he was to my family.
There's a brief little story I want to tell you about Malu (that's his name) - My mom and sis found him when he accidentally jumped in front of my sis's scooter. They instantly took a liking for this abandoned little kitten and brought him home. To begin with, they thought it was a she-cat and hence named him Malu, which is a feminine name in my country (the first injustice done to him and I can't be more sorry about this). By the time we realised that ours was a male cat, the name had already got stuck to him and was impossible to change it. He was a puny, sickly cat when he was brought home but was very active and energetic and thus filled the life of my mom and sis with a lot of amusement and fun. At that time, I was living away from home and by the time I returned home, he was a 4 month old kitten, still small in size for his age. Nevertheless, he continued to amuse us all with his different feline antics. And we returned his love with feeding him with rich food like chocolates, butter cookies and of course his regular three-times-a-day fish-meals prepared exclusively for him. It was at those times that I had discovered my interest in photography and he proved to be an effective model for my photo shoot experiments. We had great times together. But ever since he became two years old, he started spending less time at home. Those typical male instincts for sex and new found pleasures kept him out of our home and we missed him a lot. He made a lot of friends and even had his good times with a couple of femme felines. But he always returned home for his meals. And then came the house shift and that made him feel very lonely and scared in his new surroundings. For the first few days he was home bound and shuddered at the calls of other neighbourhood cats. But he was lured to the outside world by a clever female who he tried to woo for a long time but never succeeded. He became heart broken and started becoming a loner, a brooder and a total recluse. He used to be away from home for days together trying to seek acceptance and love across boundaries, I guess. But I'm forced to believe that those attempts failed for he returned home all shattered and a total wreck with scars and deep cuts at every odd places on his body. But by that time, Tasha was home and that was a total blow to all his hopes. The rest is history...
Also let me take you through a few pics. of Malu in his growing up days -
And that's it. I can't take pics. of him any more 'coz I hardly see him around in my house.
Anyways... Here is the award to the millions and zillions of proud cat owners in the blogger's world. Please pass this on to all those who you think deserves it.
As in any other Awards, there are two rules to be followed here. Don't worry, you don't have to give this out to any specific number of people. This is simple -
1. Don't give it back to the person who gave you this award 'coz I don't want this award to be thrown around in between people.
2. Please mention the story of Malu when you're giving out this award 'coz making him popular in here is the soul purpose of this award. That's the honour I want to endow on him - that he's noticed by the world if not me and that his name will be remembered for a long time now.
* You needn't get this award to pass this on to others. Just grab it and give it to those deserving people.
To begin with I'm handing over this award to three people who comes to my mind immediately -
1. ER @ WHERE MOUNTAINS MEET THE SEA
2. SupahMommy @ Advetures of a wanna-be SupahMommy
3. Fireblossom for her poem - A Few Facts About Tigers