The continuous of 'The Story Of Meow-E [Part1]'.

Her name was Meow-E too. We called her Meow-E, because the landlord lady calls her that. Plus, we don't have to remember any names. Unfortunetly, this story is going to focused more on the female Meow-E. To avoid any confusion about the names, I'm going to name female Meow-E as MM.

A few months later, mom brought back MM from her office, yet again. MM was only a baby kitten when my mom brought her back home. MM was a little different then Meow-E. She was fairly mature and less playful. MM is abit more pampered then Meow-E, as she refuses to eat any food regarding with live rats and birds.
MM grew to be a quiet and a passive cat. She spends more time sleeping at home then roaming outside of the house.

Last year June, MM was pregnant with Meow-E's babies. It was their first batch of babies! We were very excited with the newcoming of the newborn kittens. There were 6 of them.



Unable to keep all the kittens. Once the kittens grew to be old enough, they were given away to the SPCA. Feeling equally bad and sad for them, as they were left on their own to face the world without their mother. My family had already moved at that time.

Recently, MM got pregnant again. This time, not all of them survive. A few of the kittens had accidently drowned. One of the kittens slipped out from the MM's mouth and fell into a tub. The other kittens death were unsure. Only one managed to survive.

A few months later, the landlord lady decided to set MM free. She carries MM to the nearby market and left her there, alone. MM managed to find her way back home a few days later. Dirty and tired. Hungry and injured, MM finally managed to come back home, with a broken heart.

The landlord lady tried again, dumping MM somewhere else in the neighbourhood. MM still managed to find her way back home a few days later. Tired and hungry again.

The landlord lady pitied MM and gave up trying to get rid of her.


A week later, MM was found to be gravely ill. MM couldn't eat and couldn't walk much. MM was in a stage between life and death. The landlord lady knew MM was going to die soon. She took a few days to take care of MM during MM's final days.

The landlord lady's routine went on as usual, going out to work at 7am in the morning. MM knew she was about to pass on, but she held on. She wasn't going to die without her Master with her. MM was in a battle, fighting for her life as she tried to stay on until her Master comes back.

The landlord lady finally came back at 4pm, the time where she sits outside on her favourite stool, playing with her pets. MM walks dyingly towards her Master and sat on top of her lap. MM curled on her Master's lap and the landlord lady strokes her fur softly and gently. The landlord lady talked to MM soflty as MM falls into a deep sleep.

Breathing her last breath, MM passed away peacefully, on her Master's side.

His name was Meow-E. I met him since Form2. I remembered seeing the small, fragile,scared little animal inside the brown dirty box. My mom had found it near her abandoned old work place. I remembered the first time I hold her as her small, sharp claws cling onto my blue pinafore.


He mewed helplessly. He must be very hungry. I remembered how stubborn he was to refused the plate of warm milk being served to him. Instead, he wanted to eat rice and meat served on my dinner table!


I named him Meow-E. Because he only response to the callings of the "meow" sounds. All my family calls him that.


I remembered the time when my 3 dogs would like to go near Meow-E, and sometimes bully and teased him. But, Meow-E managed to blend in with my 3 dogs. Meow-E was treated like their own child.


As time pass by, Meow-E became bigger in size and less innocent than he was before. He was a bigger problem then my dogs. He pawed on the leather sofa. The landlord lady was furious!
I remembered the time when Meow-E climbed on my study table and make a mess out of it. Footprints, water spilled, papers shrewed into pieces. I was furious. I remembered carrying him and shaking him wildly in the air. I made him take a cold bath. I beat his buttocks. Meow-E had learned his lesson. But, the next day, he tried to eat my fish.


I remembered the time when I like to bully him. I tied a string with a bell attached to it on Meow-E's tail. He went around in circles chasing the bell. And I was laughing.


As I grew older, Meow-E grew more dirtier and naughtier. He comes home only for food and sleep. He goes under drains, catch rats, small birds. But, yet, he knows how to soften our hearts by mewing and rubbing his body against us.


I spend lesser time with Meow-E, as my SPM was around the corner and I spent most of my time facing the computer. My family moved out from the rented room and I never saw Meow-E again.

Tangled: Rapunzel is a really beautiful movie. Unlike other Disney princess movies, this movie gives a special colour effects to its pictures. Put aside all those singing parts, this movie leaves me a mixture of feelings at the end of the movie. Both happy and sad as well. Good for those who loves watching romantic movies. Unpredictable plot, but predictable ending. But, don't worry, most Disney movies ends with a happy ending anyway. lol. Tangled, a must watch movie!! 4 stars out of 5!!

Finally, I feel like everything is falling into places.
I finally get the chance to change some of my group classes to another timing. Not 1 class, but 2 classes.
And I finally, I'm single, but happy. Plus, we're still friends even after breaking up.

It's funny how much of effort I put in order to get the things I wanted, but I ended up not getting the things.
And then, being forced to endure and accept my fate that I can't have the things, my life seems to take a turn when my prayers were answered and my desires are finally fulfilled.

God is wonderful. Thank God for everything.


God never make mistakes, but God make miracles happen.