Friday, 03 July 2009

• Thank you mom for giving me something to write about today.

  This is what I miss when I dont come home for the weekends.

  So remember this cat? The once dying cat under the stairway that we took home all the way from Las Pinas, the one we took care of and then stayed with us for a few days then ran away then came back again?

    She's staying with us for good now. She grew into a feisty young kitten and she has become quite a menace to our house, scratching and biting people, pooping inside our house (and she poops in hidden places! So it's a pain in the ass to clean up after her), using our slippers as her bed (which is adorable by the way) and the other day, she did the last straw to piss my father off enough to drive him to send her away.

  My dad often has friends over since none of us are in the house anymore and they order pizza and what not for the visitors. He prepared a slice of pizza on a plate for his bud and the cat being a menace, came out of nowhere and attacked the pizza, breaking the plate in the process and then running away taking the pizza with it. My dad, being the old cranky man that he is, blew up into an old cranky man that he is.

  Fast forward to dinner.

  Dad: Ipapatapon ko na yang pusa!
  Dico (my brother who rescued the cat with me): Bat nyo itatapon? Lagot kayo kay Angeli! (that's me)
  Dad: ANONG LAGOT? KAYO ITATAPON KO EH!

  Dad finishes his dinner, leaves the table and mom and Dico are left. Mom notices that Dico is crying and then Dico mutters in this dark, raspy, murderer manner. "Masamang tao talaga yang si daddy!"

  Lesson no. 1: Do not piss off people at the dining table. Because at the dining table, hearts are more tender and the slightest bad words will send a 200-pound man crying on his chicken and rice (or whatever they were eating that time)

  Lesson no. 2: Do NOT throw away rescued cats. Because they are smart, they know their way and when you think you lost them for good, you wake up and open the door, she is there, sleeping on your slippers. (this happened by the way. and when my mom told me that I told myself, no one's touching the cat unless they go through me!)

  Lesson no. 3: Always go home on the weekends so you don't miss family drama like this. But knowing myself, I'd just be swallowing my giggles on the dinner table. and wishing I would disappear.

  I cried when my mother told me this. from laughing and from something else.

   

   

   

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