My name is kutik. I am one out of five kittens from our mother named Sarnin. I and the other four brothers of mine are the second generation of my brothers who first left us. Siblings of my first generation died because of toxins, getting hit, diseases and the like. .
I'm a little different from my brothers. The white color on all four legs of mine makes me the only cat that looks like my father named Kutriks. Do you know what my father is like? My father is a male cat that has brave characteristic and is different from most cats there. If rebuked or struck, he will not flee or run away but he will fight by moaning with distinctive and strong sound. Whoever rebukes and uses tools to chase him away, he will not be afraid nor run away. So no wonder people around him call my father as a strange cat.
I, my mother and brothers live in a modest family which I consider as my master. My master is named Robert. He is a young man who is very fond of my mother, me and my brothers. He has taken care of my mother since she was baby. Since he picked her up from the streets, growing adults and till my mother gave birth to me and my brothers.
I, my mother and my brothers are glad to be considered as part of their family. Starting from food, my master always considers us as pets. Fish that are given to us are more than enough to eat. When my master buys fish, he always feeds my mother first. I and my brother are not meant to eat fish yet, we are still breastfed. For that reason, my mother does need fish in order to produce milk to feed us.
We feel grateful to live in a house that becomes the foundation of our lives. We can get food easily; we have beds that are more than enough to keep us away from cold weather outside. Compared with our cat brothers who are out there, they are struggling to find food to survive; they face interference from both evil humans and other animals that threaten their safety.
And we also feel sad when humans treat us inhumanly. We are discarded, killed, tortured, and ignored. There are so many of us die out there. We do not want revenge, because we know who we are... Yet is it necessary to torture us...? Do we need to be killed...? Can it satisfy my master ...? It is enough to turn away from us if my master hates us.
Indeed, we also feel happy when people treat us nicely. They take care of us, feed us, bath us, love us and spoil us. What we can do is nothing compared to what you give us o my kind and compassionate master. What we do is sleep after eating, eat after sleeping and interfere your work, but you are still kind to us.
Thanks to you my master who have been kind, want to set aside food for us .. thanks for privileging us, giving us shelter and food.. Thanks for cleaning up our dirt ... without the kindness you give we will not feel this comfort.
My master, do not be afraid... we are worthless animals ... Be assured that your kindness to us will not be in vain. God will repay all the kindness you have given us cats throughout the universe ... both in the world and in hereafter.
We wish God will open heart those who hurt us.. you do not need to take care of us, feed us .. just let us live without being hurt.
Thanks to you my master for picking us up from streets, helping us when we get hurt and spending time to take care of us.
Once again thank you very much my master ... May God always bless you.... for your fortune is ours too .... Be assured that God’s fortune is vast and countless.
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5.16.2016
