It's Sunday... And it's Doraemon's babies
A man hated his wife's cat and he decided to get rid of it. He drove 20 blocks away from home and dropped the cat there. The cat was already walking up the driveway when he approached his home.
The next day, he decided to drop the cat 40 blocks away but the same thing happened.
He kept on increasing the number of blocks but the cat kept on coming home before him. At last he decided to drive a few miles away, turn right, then left, past the bridge, then right again and another right and so on until he reached what he thought was a perfect spot and dropped the cat there.
Hours later, the man calls his wife at home and asked her, "Lynn is the cat there?" "Yes, why do you ask?" answered the wife. Frustrated the man said, "Put that cat on the phone, I am lost and I need directions."
/end story
Moral of the story :
- Do not hate cats..
- "Malu bertanya sesat jalan" :)
I used to have pets with my brothers. There were cats, birds, tortoise etc. The thing is, we don't give them fancy names like Putih, Belang or anything. We actually name them Kucing for the cat, and Kora for the tortoise. Birds I don't remember.
We took care of the Kora the longest. I think for more that 6 or 7 years. It grew from a little as the size of two fingers until it reached the size of about 20 cm.
Personally I think owning a pet is a big responsibility. And if we cannot take care of them, it is better to leave them alone. What do you think?