I was staying with my parents, when I adopted Kitty.
Back then, the rescuers were trying to get Kitty adopted, and I felt the pressure to give him a home.. I wanted to tell my parents I was bringing him home, but I didn’t.. My parent would violently object, if they knew what was coming.
Once my parents found out my secret, they got mad.. My mother went mental(imagine the Incredible Hulk). There were alot of screaming and tension.. They demanded I return Kitty back to the rescuers, but I insisted on keeping him.
My parents are superstitious, and they believe in some health myths too. Here’s some of the reasons why they are against keeping cats as pets.
- Cats are dirty, they don’t bathe… I guess it’s true for village cats, but not urban cats.
- The fur of cats can cause asthma– they believe asthma happens, when the fur is inhaled.
- It’s a BLACK cat! Black is such an unlucky color!
- Friday the 13th– my father said when Jesus was crucified, a black cat crossed His path while He was on the way to Calvary.. Hence, it’s cursed to have a black cat cross your path on Friday the 13th. Not sure where my father heard that, I’m quite surprised he actually believe in that story! 😮
One Friday the 13th, my father avoided Kitty. Most of the day, he would stay in his room.. If he needed to go to the kitchen, he would ensure the coast was clear (of Kitty), and make a beeline from the feline.. It was pretty comical to watch. Sorry Pa. 😛
Despite what my parents thought, I still love them.. I didn’t want to return Kitty to the rescuer, because I felt a special connection with him. So I quietly endured my parents’ scoldings; hoping and praying someday my parents will accept my cat.
Days turned to weeks… weeks turned to months..
My parents eventually got to know my cat, and they realized the myths aren’t true..(Although my father still get a little nervous on Friday the 13th). My parents love Kitty and they see him as part of the family.
On hindsight, I wouldn’t recommend anyone to do what I’ve done- it was very selfish and inconsiderate.. it was understandable why my parents were upset. Things could have turn out much worse, and I’m glad it didn’t. I’m extremely relieved and thankful for this outcome; all the hardships and heartaches are worth it.
Even though Kitty is just a cat, he is a blessing in my life. Together, I want to fill up the future pages of Life with him.