He loves to rest his head between my breasts. Exactly at my cleavage.
What should I do? That was his favourite spot. One day, I felt something hairy on my thigh. I looked up and I saw him. I tried to chase him away but he stopped on my belly. I hissed between my breath, hoping that he would understand. He didn't. I felt his cold nose on my tummy and the cold nose continued its journey to the north.
Once he reached his destination, he checked the right side for ten minutes. I was yelling, but he didn't care. Then he checked the the left side and I yelled louder. He pretended that he was deaf. There was no one who could helped me. I was alone in the house. I wished there was something I could do. Before I could say anything or grab anything, the hairy creature slept on my breasts with his head happily rested between them. He slept peacefully and reluctant to move anywhere even though my hands were trying to brush him off.
This is not a porno story. This is not something mistique. This is about a kitten called Fernando "Bulu" Torres who officially joined our family on the 10th of October (it was LoL's birthday). 13th was my birthday and my parents gave him to me as a present. They didn't plan to have him, actually. We were having breakfast and my brother, Shahmi, went to the pet shop to check out the hamsters. My father joined him and they saw this half-breed grey in colour Persian kitten. The moment he saw my father, he leaped into my father's arms and slept.
When I wanted to call my father, my father was already holding him. He woke up, he saw me and looked at me with this pleading, imploring eyes. When they put him in his cage, he meowed as if he wanted to ask for help or something. He showed off his white feet and gray paws when ibu said, "Nak kucing ni, dik," to the shopkeeper.
He was not costly because he was not a pure blood. But this cute creature is a metrosexual cat! His name is supposed to be Chuck Bass. He deliberately rests on anyone's lap to sleep, unless you lift him and put him in a special basket for him to sleep. He rests on cushions and won't sit on the floor. He is very particular about his appearance - he can't stop licking his furs. He won't drink water in the same container for more than one day. He will be noisy if his cat sand has his own poo and he won't step on it. He loves to watch TV and his loves football matches!
Ooo..I forgot. He loves to be in the crowd when all my brothers are at home. Even though he is not talking the same language, he'll join the conversation by sitting on the cushion and watch my brothers.
The last time I had a cat, his name was Rio Ferdinand. An MU star. This time I badly wanted him to be Fernando, so I started to call him Nando. Fernando Torres (Liverpool footballer), Fernando Alonso (Former f1 Champion), and Fernando Verdasco (tennis player). He responded but my brothers objected. One of my brothers wanted his name to be an Arsenal player's name. I personally wanted Pires (my precious darling's name) but no one was intrested. Owen seemed to be very common. Then, my brother Atan said, "kau ni kucing Parsi...bagi nama Parsi tak ada ke?" Following my instinct I called him, "Ahmadinejaaaaaddd..." and the kitten ran away. The name was too heavy for him, I guess. Ahmadinejad is the name of Iran's president:P
Any anime fan might know the character Plue from Rave. My brothers used to call me Plue because it was a fragile and odd-looking creature. But I like Plue! I didn't mind at all. So, I started to call him Plue (I didn't follow that odd Japanese pronounciation, of course). But the moment my ibu heard it, she said BULU instead of Plue. So, he got a new name. The name is Bulu.
My platonic relationship with Bulu is growing. He is one lazy and naughty kitten who loves to surprise me in my sleep. Despite having his own basket to sleep, he will occassionally visits me on my bed, slipping into my blanket and end up on my bosom. He is a true MALE!
One day he licked my lips when I was sleeping. I scolded him and he ran under the bed. Whenever I'm typing my blog, he will play with the mouse and try to bite my fingers and lick it. Fernando "Bulu" Torres is uncontrollable! Jenab is getting jealous and he is jealous with Jenab.
I have a MALE in my life. He loves me.
His name is Fernando. Fernando "Bulu" Torres.
Too bad I can't marry him:P
* I'm working on his pictures. Just wait:)
* will visit fellow bloggers later - I'm bringing him to the vet.