When Ginger aka Bumbung Cat came back this evening, he only ate some kibble. He did not want any of his cooked food during dinner, but just stayed quietly on the platforms.
I think being caught by the hind legs after being cordoned off in the drain by the two grass-cutters was very traumatising for him. He needed time to recover, so I let him be as long as he looked okay.
It is 3.30am now and only now he is eating his cooked food.
Ginger finally eating his dinner, or an early breakfast now.
Our hero, Gerald, is also having an early breakfast. Thank you, Gerald, for showing us that Ginger was on the neighbour’s roof.
Actually, throughout the afternoon, Gerald had been meowing and that confused me a lot, because I thought it was Ginger. The sound of their mews are very similar.
Ginger isn’t a yowler like Gerald, but during his younger days, he too was very vocal, especially after I had rehomed the Monsters. That time, Ginger meowed a lot. For months, actually.
Rehoming the Monsters was the biggest mistake and regret of my life. I’m just glad I managed to bring them back finally, but without Rio who had passed away at the adopter’s. I still apologise to Rio every now and then. I’m sorry I didn’t get to bring you back.
You’d understand why I will not rehome anyone anymore, unless there are extenuating circumstances, and unless it is to a trusted friend, like Furby to my dear friend, Maslinda.
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