18th may 2009
it was the date when we came across a box.
the box seemed empty by the side of garbage pile.
yet it "produced" some sort of sound.
the sound was somehow described as cute. (??)
because the box "MEOWS"!
so we decided to have a peek into it.
wow(?? how should I express the feeling in words?),
3 little kitties with their eyes still closed,
crawling with shaky limbs.
yet no sign of the presence of the mother.
at such age (about a week), those kitties need cares from their mother.
and so, they were taken home, to our hostel.
got them some pieces of clothes, shredded egg trays to "furnish" the box.
just for providing some warmth within the box.
hoping the kitties would stop "crying" mournfully.
Aaah, yes... our expectations didn't meet the target.
the meows still there, and assumed that they were hungry.
there we go, grabbed the fridge door handle and pull it with eager.
here we had our eyes glazed through the smelly never-get-cleaned refrigerator.
milk.. milk.. milk...
aha! found some, poured some into a flat container and served it.
*our bad,took the milk without asking permission from the owner*
to our surprise.
the kitties didn't even know to drink the milk!!
were they too small to just lick the milk?
or they were being so slow that they haven't learn to?
we used syringe to feed them.. failure.
we used small tiny drinking straw.. partially failure. (huh?!)
put those 'eating-aid-instrument' into their mouth,
in attempt to flow the milk into them.
such day went on for some days ahead.
and that was it. we couldn't take it anymore.
those loud mournful meows really made us guilty.
so the box was moved into next door in the very early morning Friday.
into an indonesian restaurant.
expecting better care from them.
bye bye kitties~
*should we blame the original owner of the kitties for abandoning them without their mommy? and in the end we,the so-called lifesaver ended up doing the same thing .. poor kitties..*