The meowing sound of kittens up in the ceiling has caused my grandma great worry because of the damage they might cause. I assured her that the mother cat will surely evacuate her little kittens when the time is right. I looked up and behold, an adorable little kitten was peeping its head, looking at me. I straight forth my hand and took her as she cling to me. I couldn't believe i just got a kitten. I was happy cause it has always been my desire to own a pet.

She must have been 3-4 weeks cause her eyes are well open, ears pointed and canine teeth visible. I took her in as she run around my room with a meowing sound. Perhaps to tell me she needs her mummy. Anyway, i was determined to raise her into adulthood as i browse the web to order for kitten bottle milk including coming here in NL to get advice on how to take care of her.

I named her Kate after much pondering. I just couldn't leave her side, i didn't want her to feel lonely. I also discovered that she's scared of noises. Whenever someone barge into my room, she will run into her favorite hiding spot, beside my bed. Lying on my bed, she will come around and play with my hand including the bedsheet in an attempt to tear it. Kate was a funny kitten.

She kept jumping and running up and down the whole room and grabbing anything that she fancies like books and rags. She later got exhausted and slept off peacefully on top of my pillow after drinking her milk.

"She love her new home"
i have said to myself.

I called my GF and told her about the little kitten expecting to get her excited but was disappointed. Perhaps something is bothering her.

That night, Kate couldn't allow me to sleep as she kept playing with my fingers and cloths., i didn't know what she was trying to tell me until later, when i went to the sitting room to plug my phone only to come back, seeing her sleeping on my pillow. I smiled and slept without a pillow. The next morning being today, my GF called me telling me to get rid of that cat. She hate cats. I tried all i could to change her mind but her persuasion was beyond my control. She asked me to choose between her and the cat. I looked at Kate and she was still sleeping peacefully as tears run down my cheek.

"ok, i will get rid of her, are u happy now?" i said hanging up the call.

I gently took Kate, rapped with my towel as i head into the wild. My heart was beating so hard against my chest as tears ran down my cheek like fountain of waters. Kate looked around her immediate environment with exciting eyes without knowing am getting rid of her. She cling unto me as she makes some animish sound. Maybe thanking me for taking her out for sight seeing.

I went far into the bush and dropped her. She must have gotten an idea of what am trying to do as she began to yowl. I couldn't control my tears, i was crying like a baby as i watch her wander in the cold environment. I didn't want her to suffer. I have to kill her. She's too tender to be left alone in the wild. She might die of cold or torn to pieces by an animal. She whimper around as i took her up again, she embraced me tightly, perhaps telling me not to get rid of her. I looked at her beautiful eyes and i saw depression. But i have to let her to. I have to get over with it. I began to wonder,

"What kind of heart do some ladies who abandon their baby have?"

i can't even kill a kitten, but i have to. I saw a stone nearby, i dropped Kate and quickly smashed her head as her eye popped out. She jarred for life and gave up. I ran back crying profusely with a heavy and aching heart. I felt like a murderer. I felt so guilty.

"Kate, wherever you are, forgive me. . It wasn't my intention to kill you. "

i looked so miserable. This is the most painful decision i have ever made. Taking the life of an innocent kitten. Had i known, i would have left her up there in the ceiling for her mum to take her along.

HenryDion:
The meowing sound of kittens up in the ceiling has caused my grandma great worry because of the damage they might cause. I assured her that the mother cat will surely evacuate her little kittens when the time is right. I looked up and behold, an adorable little kitten was peeping its head, looking at me. I straight forth my hand and took her as she cling to me. I couldn't believe i just got a kitten. I was happy cause it has always my desire to own a pet.

She must have been 3-4 weeks old cause her eyes are well open, ears pointed and canine teeth visible. I took her in and she run around my room with a meowing sound. Perhaps to tell me she needs her mummy. Anyway, i was determined to raise her into adulthood as i browse the web to order for kitten bottle milk including coming here in NL to get advice on how to take care of her.

I named her Kate after much pondering. I just couldn't leave her side, i didn't want her to feel lonely. I also discovered that she's scared of noises. Whenever someone barge into my room, she will run into her favorite hiding spot, beside my bed. Whenever i lay on the bed, she will come around and play with my hand including the bedsheet in an attempt to tear it. Kate was the most funny and adorable pet i have ever had.

She kept jumping and running up and down the whole room and grabbing anything that she fancies like books and rags. She later got exhausted and slept off peacefully on top of my pillow after drinking her milk.

"she love her new home"
i have said to myself.

I called my GF and told her about the little kitten expecting to get her excited but was disappointed. Perhaps something i bothering her.

That night, Kate couldn't allow me to sleep as she kept playing with my fingers and cloths., i didn't know what she was trying to tell me until later, when i went to the sitting room to plug my phone only to come back, seeing her sleeping on my pillow peacefully. I smiled and slept without a pillow last night. The next morning being today, my GF called me telling me to get rid of that cat. She hate cats. I tried all i couldn't to change her mind but her persuasion was beyond my control. She asked me to choose between her and the cat. I looked at Kate and she was still sleeping peacefully as tears run down my cheek.

"ok, i will get rid of her, are u happy now?" i said hanging up the call.
I gently took Kate, rapped with my towel as i head into the wild. My heart was beating so hard against my chest as tears ran down my check like fountain of waters. Kate looked around with exciting eyes without knowing that am getting rid of her. She cling unto me as she makes some animish sound. Perhaps, thanking me for taking her out for sight seeing.

I went far into the bush and dropped her. She must have gotten an idea of what am trying to do as she began to yowl. I couldn't control my tears, i was crying like a baby as i watch her wander in the cold environment. I didn't want her to suffer. I didn't want to kill her but i have to. I have to kill her. To stop her from suffering. She's too tender to be left alone in the wild. She might die of cold or torn to pieces by an animal. She whimper around as i took her up again, she embraced me tightly. I looked at her beautiful eyes and i saw depression. But i have to let her go. I have to get over with it. I began to wonder,

"what kind of heart do some ladies who abandone their baby have?"

i can't even kill a kitten, but i have to. I saw a stone nearby, i dropped Kate and quickly smashed her head as her eye popped out. She jerked for life and gave up. I ran back crying profusely with a heavy and aching heart. I felt like a murderer. I felt so guilty.

"Kate, wherever you are, forgive me. . It wasn't my intention to kill you."

i looked so miserable. This is the most painful decision i have ever made. Taking the life of an innocent kitten. Had i known, i would have left her up there in the ceiling for her mum to take her along. I had to dispose her milk bottle, i had to get rid of everything that reminds me of her. Right now, i hate my GF. She's indeed a devil. No, am the devil. I killed her. At least, i sud have gave Kate away to a neighbour but everyone around hate cats. What has cat done to them?

Just pray that Kate will forgive me wherever she is.

MURDERER!

Wtf

Hell awaits you....

Why do I have this feeling that this narrative was culled from an online source?

bomasek:
Why do I have this feeling that this narrative was culled from an online source?

I agree, it sounds foreign, culled out of a mag or novel..

You killed a Pussycat because of juicypussy. Walahi, u are a murderer and heartless man. U think we will clap for u?

You don fuuuck up, Babe wey go leave you someday. Commot here