Ratana: The Spoilt Poop Machine

     Ratana poops. Everywhere. I don't know what is WRONG with this adorable ball of white and mauve fur. He is naughty. NAUGHTY. He poops next to the TV when the toilet door is wiiiide open for him to poop in. He scratches all the expensive leather handbags, and the expensive Hush Puppies luggage bags, the bedsheet at the corner of our beds, the sofa, and even the old cardboard guitar box.

When Poop Machine is younger and whiter

     Our previous cat Kitty-Pins gave birth to an ugly white kitten around 2011 and the kitten seems to be following in its mother's footsteps by pooping anywhere it fudging likes. Luckily it didn't become aggresive like its mother who bites ANYONE or ANYTHING that might hover around her tummy area.
     Most of the time, Ratana would jump on the table where the TV is placed and blocked the ENTIRE screen when someone is watching. He would suddenly sprint from the other side of the room to accumulate speed and then he would jump in front of the TV half-skidding and he would sit there grooming himself until someone who is worthy of his physical charm and presence would stomp over and either carry him gently on to the floor or grabbing him roughly by the scruff of his neck and make him fly out to the front door if it is opened.

THIS CAT DEMANDS ATTENTION

      Ratana loves squeezing into tight spaces such as the Mandarin oranges box, the basket my mom always brings to the tamu for vegetable-shopping, our empty and opened luggage bags, a clean and empty trash bin with the plastic bag on, a clean and empty trash bin without the plastic bag on, in the cupboard and in this example below:

-_-

     Ratana also has this weird habit of drinking ANYTHING that isn't hot in our mugs. He drinks green tea, water, cola, milk coffee, milo, nestum, shandy, beer etc as long as it's not hot. So we must never leave our drinks on the table unattended or he might do something like this:

Weird. Though I still love him.

Babushka the Family Cat

     Our family cat Booboo aka Babushka/Moopkins ran away. They say when a cat runs away from home, there are two reasons: One, he is off to find a mate. Two, he is off to die. Now, Booboo is already neutered as soon as he is old enough to be. So the only sure thing we can make out is that our beloved Booboo has died somewhere in the woods across the neighborhood mosque.

Booboo when he was still healthy with healthy cheek fat

     I am not surprised. Booboo is fairly old. He is turning 7 years old this year. He had stuck with us for 7 long years! He always slept near our knees when he guessed it was our bedtime. And then we would wake up in the middle of the night to find him hogging our blanket and taking up 60-70% of our bed space. Then we would tug at our blanket roughly until it jerked him awake but then he would just move away and sleep in the curve of our necks or next to our pillow. 

Booboo (he got thinner and was starting to get sick during the picture is taken) absorbing the intellectual power of knowledge from the Reader's Digest Amazing Facts book

      All of us secretly missed him even though we don't really show it. Especially my dad. He has the most outstanding poker face of all time and looked like he doesn't give a shiitake mushroom about anything but I know he misses Booboo very much. "Ada sudah si Booboo?" my dad would enquire as a matter-of-fact kind of way. Booboo would always rub his body around dad's legs because they were so hairy and he thought my dad's legs are his fluffy buddy or something.

     Booboo was born early in 2009 and moved with us to Telupid from Tawau when he was a kitten. He stayed with us in Telupid my entire secondary school years (my hell-on-earth years) and then moved with us to Ranau in late 2013 when I finished my SPM exams. Then two years later we moved back to Telupid after I finished my Form Six. Yeah, we transfer a LOT. Thanks, Dad. -_-

     I am only 70% sure that Booboo is still alive. People in the small town where I live are mostly cat lovers so I know he must have gone to another house and the residence there would find him such a poor, weak cat and fed him (He was weak and quiet during the Christmas season). He is a very picky eater so I feel sorry for anyone who wanted to feed him something other than boiled fish or cat biscuits soaked in tap water. Booboo does NOT eat chicken. He has no love for pork either.

     I'm gonna miss you, Booboo. Do not fret, we will always be ready to welcome you back home no matter how long it would take us to wait.

From left: Ratana Rat-tat-tats aka Poop Machine, Booboo aka Babushka/Moopkins