to keep things simple, a friend (well, actually a friend’s brother) came to my apartment, bringing his cat over sekali. okla, im an animal lover, so i dont mind. but what kind of guy is he bawak kucing jalan-jalan? well, dont ask.
as soon as he unleash that beast, i had a bad feeling, that thing keeps sniffing through my stuff and while we were in a midst of watching anime (Bleach) i heard this scratch-scratch and its coming from my bed. just as my eyesight searching for the culprit, that beast is already in THA position. oh boy 2 inches from my bantal and exactly where i put my head when i sleep. after a simple initial search, i found nothing, everything dry. fuhh selamat.
okay, continue anime. and the cat flee the scene. then, his bell stopped ringing, i have a bad feeling about that also, so after the anime habis, i took a peek outside, in the living room. there that cat again with that position but this time, it giggles. okay this time i went beserk! i panic in order to safe the sofa. i cant recall what i did, i think i picked that cat up and throw it onto another sofa, yeah so clever. it poop’d cirit, on the motion of throwing it, i had sprayed cirit cat poop on some other areas, the carpet, my feet and yeah some on my hands. maybe i cupped that little ass before throwing it.
well, corpsie aint cleaning other’s poop. so the friend cleaned up the sofa and got home with his corpsie-hating cat.
at that time, i was thinking.. uhm.. it wouldnt make a good blog material. so just sleep about it.
just as im getting my final dose of thecrims, unconsciously i began staring and staring the pissing spot. dude, i think u should re-check, that bastard seem to really-really hate you with his bell’d collar and that snobby persian look. so, i re-examine, by slowly seluping my hand (left) under the matress..
i’ve gotta tell you, that moment was very intense, you’re venturing your hand into something thats unseen, carefully sticking it in, exploring, with your head looking upward expecting to feel something wet but wish you didnt.
and then, moist began creeping between my fingers. I got excited, i know its weird…the more i selup.. fuck it, theres nothing erotic about it. its cat pee. its like a miniature lake toba down there.
THAT BASTARD!!!
would it be okay if i just tabur some breeze colour all over the crime scene? i heard they do wonders.
now its almost 6am and im spraying cheap perfume all over my room and on the sofa.