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Too tired to come up with a pun about “cats” for the title for this blog entry






Around 12:30am, I was already in bed, planning to rest for a while before I dive into writing Trese #7 (Yes, Kajo, I haven’t started typing the script, but I do know how it starts and how it ends. I just don’t know how it middles, as Gaiman has said before me). So, I was planning to write Trese #7 and write in my journal and write copy for this new project we’re working on, when I suddenly get a call from Brandie.

I don’t know if I was just too sleepy or I’m losing my hearing, but this is what Brandie told me: “Kuya, can I bring this cab to the house? Yeah, because they won’t let me bring it in our building. So, can you get the cab here, bring it to the house, and me and Tin can come pick it up on Sunday and bring it to PAWS.”

Took us awhile to clarify that he was talking about a cat and not a cab.

So, I had to drive back to Makati and pick up their cat.

Legaspi, as they had christened him, followed them during their walk home. They wanted to keep him/her for the week and just bring him to PAWS during the weekend, but no pets are allowed in their building.

When I got there, they already bought milk and sardines for Legaspi and the cat was having some milk before bedtime.

Tin lent me her cat-carrier. Brandie placed Legaspi in the carrier and I drove home with a new pet.

Driving down EDSA, the cat started to meow and I… for some strange reason… started to talk to the cat. “Don’t worry,” I said. “We’ll be home soon. Shhhh!”

Half-way home, the cat was able to push the zipper down of the car-carrier and, well… the cat let itself out of the bag.

It started to crawl under the chair, jump back on the chair, and slip under the chair again. I suddenly remembered some important lessons that were taught to me by TV shows like “When Animals Attack”; which made me very paranoid that the little kitty with bite down on my ankle and claw my flesh, making me swerve off Guadalupe Bridge and into the Pasig River.

Thankfully, that didn’t happen.

So, I finally got home with Legaspi the Lost Cat and he didn’t want to get back in the cat-carrier. I had to push him back into the bag and bring him in the house.

It’s been awhile since I’ve had a pet of any kind. (And I’ve also been a dog-person. Was never into cats. Although, a lot of the great writers like JRR Tolkien and Neil Gaiman have had pet cats; which made me think about keeping the kitty… and then it took a dump on rug in the bathroom. At least he was nice enough to go to the bathroom to do that.)

For the first hour or so, I was trying to figure out what to do with the cat. I tried to keep in a big storage box, but it kept trying to claw its way out of it. Then I let it roam the kitchen and living room, but it kept following me and I kept tripping over it.

Legaspi eventually found a spot near the steps at the dining room and that’s where he slept.

My dad supposed had a pet cat when he was kid. My uncle said, my dad cried when that cat died. Maybe this cat is my dad. Maybe I just lack sleep.

I need a catnap.

(NOTE: Video was taken using my Nokia 6170. It was sent via Globe MMS and posted via YouTube's Mobile Upload service. Technology rocks!)

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