Cats. Curious cats. They live a life full of mysteries. My cats, Thomas and Tayang are two mysterious creatures. Thomas is more consistent in terms of showing affections as compared to Tayang. Some days Tayang would just turn her back on me and my husband while some days she would just jump up the bed and sleep soundly at the end of the bed.Thomas however is the more loving one. He will always end up lying wherever we were, be it at the sofa, the kitchen, the room even the loo. He has never fail at any point to show his undying love to us.
This morning, when we were still on bed, Thomas were making funny noises and just could'nt stop trying his very hard to wake both of us up. He gently scrached my head, slowly biting my hair, jumping to my husbands belly and making loud meowies. It was a little bit different from every mornings when he would make sounds to ask for food, but this morning he was anxious, as though trying to tell us something. This carried on for nearly two hours..
Well, I couldn't be bothered until my husband gave up and started making his move downstairs towards the kitchen. Strange enough, Thomas was heading the opposite way. He was heading to our dining area particularly to the sliding door and there she was, jumping up and down, Tayang was locked outside for as long as we knew. Shivering, she ran inside the minute the door was opened, straight to our room before jumping on bed and securing a space right next to me, as though trying to share her story.
Thomas came and sat next to her and start meowing at each other. Now, the question is, how on earth can a cat smell trouble and knowing what exactly to do at the exact time. Do we have the courage and will if someday we encounter such a situation needing us to converse and convince in different languages, body gestures, life and even habitation? Will we go the extra mile to help out or would we just give up and wait for help to come? Will we continue to be ignorant while some other being proved to be more than willing to help another being that is clinging to her dear life?

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