search after search, no trace of cat found. It make us goosebumps just to think about it. suddenly, we heard miow2 under our car, my sis quickly used her handphone torch and start meowing hoping that the cat will hear us and come out.
then we saw a glowing eyes coming toward us from the tyre, OMG....there's a cat under my car during my 3 minutes driving. she looks so pale and scared.
she's actually a kitten, a frightened and still in shocked kitten. my sister pick her up and we drove to the nearest shophouse. we threw the poor kitten behind a coffe shop...singing mariah carey's bye-bye...
a poem dedicated to the poor kitty....
Somebody's Cat
Somebody's cat went missing last night,
Somebody's cat had a terrible fright,
Somebody's cat was very brave,
So many kind people his life tried to save.
No-one's name hung from his collar last night,
Just a strip of tape for reflecting the light,
but a small bit of tape can in no way compete,
with so many cars and a busy town street.
Just a number to call would have meant,
insteadof kind strangers, she would have held his head,
I wonder if she's sorry she let her cat roam,
when he could have been safe within his own home.
The morning sun would have warmed his soft fur,
as he sat on her lap to wash and to purr.
Somebody's cat gave death quite a fright,
when somebody's cat died last night.
(cut n paste from an unknown authour)
