Since I was a child I have always been with cats,I grew up around them. I was cruel to my first cat since. Sadly she passed away from old age. Not long ago my new cat was a father to five beautiful kittens. All four kittens found a house, all but the last one which I named Chibi since he was the last and smallest one. I fell in love with him since his birth, with my eyes I saw him come to this world. Sadly Chibi couldn’t make it; he was born with breathing difficulty and after one month passed away. I cry everytime I see his picture, how I prayed he will overcome this problem and live with me. I deeply knew that Chibi was a strong kitten, but just looking at how he would sleep away from his mother and brothers and sisters; he would snuggle and fall asleep. Everyone around me knew what was gonna happen but I believed in a miracle.
Sadly the month I spend together with him everyday, feeding him with kitten food, teaching him to go to the WC, all with hope. The day me and my grandmother decided to try and take him to a vet, Chibi had already passed away in his sleep. I was crushed; I cried with days. How I loved that kitten even for such a short time. We gave him a little funeral and a farewell note with a poem from me.
My mother said that strong ones live and weak ones die in the animal world; honestly for me Chibi was a strong soul even for a kitten. He lived so long even though it was hard on him, a strong kitten. I put his picture in a frame and now it’s next to that of my first cat, deeply I feel how both taught me something. Chibi’s lesson was that no mater what your size is, or what you suffer from you should still fight and not give up. I can’t wait for my day to come so I can see him again. I think in each of us there is a little Chibi, a little spak with a strong faith.
I love you Chibi.>br>
| Chibi |
| Maria |