Speaking of dead, believe it or not this is the second time I’ve been online since MBS1, and the first was like a couple of days before yesterday. Clearly, if you’re in the kind of practice I’m in, being offline that long should be a crime. If you checked my last post BEFORE the last one, you can tell that I can go for more than two days and I know you should all get my head for that…
But really, last night I had some really shocking news about someone who died. You see, few months ago, Kaye rescued a kitten when she was on her way home. We learned later that the kitten’s mother was just around the village and whenever we see her sauntering the streets by herself, I tell Kaye that one of these days we ought to reunite the kitten (now a cat), jokingly named “Pipao” with her maternal unit. Last night, on her way home, Kaye found Pipao’s mom lying DEAD on the street: as in Road Kill dead. I was devastated too since I’ve grown endeared to Pipao. You know, I feel strangely relieved that no human can cat-talk their way into explaining to Pipao that her mother had died.
If I may digress, again, a few years ago, my friend told me about this Hungarian song that had some really morbid themes surrounding it. The legend goes that the composer wrote a song for his former lover who after the release of the song killed herself. The composer later killed himself as well. Hmm…
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