Yeah, uh, easy for you to say!!! Translated…
Awhile, around the beginning of the spring season, my beloved cat, Boo-Boo became crippled.
He had retracted his right front leg, and, used his other three legs to walk, seeing my dearly beloved Boo-Boo who used to walk with such grace becoming a three-legged cat, my heart wrenched for him.
The doctor said it was arthritis, and so, I’d started administering the medications; but, when the doctor was treating his joints, he’d found out, that there was something wrong with his kidneys too, then, we must treat his kidneys first, otherwise, the medication will become even MORE straining on him, and so, the treatment methods became epidermal injections on a daily basis; and still in this process, the doctor found that there is also, heart and pulmonary problems that Boo-Boo has, and then, treating the heart and pulmonary problems became the top priority, otherwise, the epidermal injections will prove to be even MORE straining on his lungs and heart……and, just like so, feeling helpless, I’d taken my Booboo cat, who didn’t want to, between the two vets, but, his crippled leg, it’d not only gotten treated, there’s also, an assortment of OTHER kinds of conditions.
Finally one day, right around the time I’m supposed to take Booboo to the doctors, he’d found a hiding place underneath my bed, and refused to come back out again.
I knew, that he’d had enough, me too, but, what else is there to do? Who would want their dearly beloved pet cat to suffer? I’d bent down, called out to my Boo-Boo gently, telling him, that it’s all for his own good.
But he’d ignored me, and, hid underneath my bed for an entire day and night.
The morning of the second day, I woke up, saw Boo-Boo lying in front of the windows, getting some sun. I’d walked over to him, extended my arms, to pat him, but he’d gotten up, dodged me, stubbornly, without turning his head back, limped, his way, back to underneath my bed, and his facial expressions said all: I don’t love you anymore! This, is where we end.
At this precise moment, I’d heard my own heart shatter, and knew, that I’d lost the trust, that my Boo-Boo cat had for me. Naturally, he couldn’t understand why it was, that I was taking him to a place he didn’t like to be, to be treated, for no reasons at all, poor Boo-Boo! He was originally, very close to humans, and loved me so, but, during this time, I’d not only managed, to get him cured, instead, I’d imposed so much more fears upon him.
Then, I shall just, let nature take its course then, not forcing it on him. Allow the love and the trust to come back again, there’s nothing else MORE imperative than that.
And so, I’d stopped taking Boo-Boo to the veterinary hospital, at first, he’d still act so defensively toward me, looking at me from a distance, with that sense of guardedness in his eyes, always kept a few meters’ distance between us, but, as time passed, he was slowly, willing, to come closer to me, to accept my touch again; and finally, one day, he’d started, circling around me, intimately, and used his head, to rub against my hand, and allowed me to hold him once more, and put up with my never-ending kisses toward him. And so, we’d become the best of pals, and started living this sweet and happy life we shared again.
After not going to the hospitals every day, other than limping when he walked, Boo-Boo was like his old self, there was no show of him, being in immense pain, and I’d accepted that he will continue to limp too. Although I felt that he didn’t walk right, but, there’s that extra sense of cuteness about him. So long as he’s not in pain, nothing else mattered. That wouldn’t reduce the love I have for him, him being crippled and all.
Then, awhile ago, about the start of the summer, one day, I’d found, that Boo-Boo was no longer limping again, he’d become, once again, a graceful cat again!
How did all of this change? Could it be, that he was healed, by the love, and the trust we shared once more?
Or maybe, it’s because I’d relaxed too. When I no longer worried like hell over him, perhaps, this cat who shared my life intimately, also stopped feeling the anxieties. From before when I’d done so much, and, there was, no results, then one day, the blockage all of a sudden, was relieved, leaving everything up to fate, and, things got resolved, and, the blockage was gone, and, everything changed for the better.
Worrying is actually an useless emotions. From my Booboo cat, I’d understand once more, that loosening a wind-up too-tightly heart, your world will open up too. Like the mysticist had stated, “All you need to do is sit quietly, the flowers will bloom on their own, the grasses and trees will too.” It is that way to a cat, and this can also be applied to anybody else’s life as well.
And so, the cat just needed time on its own, to sort whatever it is it needed to get sorted out, and the owner’s worries are for naught, and, the owner learned an important lesson about life from her cat, that sometimes, all you need to do, is to sit back, and let nature take its course, and, trust that everything will work out at the end, and it will…