my Shadow chased again Unknown 1:50 AM

I realized how cheesy the title was on my last post, so I thought I'll post something black, and cute, still cute, but a little stinky.  Ew you say? whateverr, he's still my baby, and he doesn't like taking a bath.  Shadow's fine now, thankfully!

He's no longer dreadful, he eats well again, and chasing everything that moves again.  He recently injured a baby lizard.  I actually tried to take a shot of him and the lizard, but he walked away.  This may sound awful and frustrated, but I tried to make him play with the lizard again so I could take some shots.  But he's the snobbiest of them all so.. I left the poor thing alone.  It lived.  I saw it on one corner trying to climb up the wall, but it failed.

Okay, let me tell you about all the things that Shadow and Garfield chased, clawed, beaten, bitten, killed, ate in their entire lives.

Normally, they kill rats, big or small.  But I don't know if they could and if they had caught and killed something that is as big as them.

We have huge rats, and sometimes Garfield go to their hiding places; in the ceiling, and the other cats also go there.. some kinda party huh?  Aside from rats, they have killed a bunch of cockroaches, lizards, just the house lizards, if they had encountered bigger lizards I don't know.  But last year some duck owners called our attention and complained about his ducklings being killed by Garfield.  He said, he saw it several times and even threatened to beat my cat if he do it again.  Well I don't think Garfield's wounds were purely from the cat fights he had.

Shadow too had wounds that I suspect were from the stupid superstitious people about black cats.  But I made them know that Shadow's mine, and I think they got it.  But I'm not saying that I don't believe the guy, I think Garfield really is capable of doing that because I saw Shadow one time in our neighbor's roof with a bird in his mouth.

my Shadow is fading, i'm afraid Unknown 10:30 PM

November or October last year when my cat Garfield got sick, really sick.  I lost count of his and his brother Shadow's ages.  I don't know how old they are, but Garfield really looked like he's old enough.  I hated seeing him dying like that.  But I had no money to take him to the vet.. so I just made sure that he eats well.

He's the strong kind; he fought the strongest male in the neighborhood over women and territory.  He was a warrior.  He's always outside; gone for hours, days.. but when he gets home, he's the same Garfield we loved; the stubborn, bad-ass child with scratches, sometimes deep wounds from his fights.  But unlike him, Shadow, who is just days younger, is like a little gentleman.

I've seen his girlfriend, she's also pure black, and funny enough because Garfield's girl also looks exactly like him, but they don't live in our house; these girls.  Because as much as possible, we don't want anymore dynasty of cats in the family.

We've had tons and tons of cats before.  Shadow and Garfield's mom had tons of children before them.. and her mom before her, and her mom, they're countless.  It's just the first time that we were able to save the males, and they're beautiful.  So we're strict when it comes to sleepovers.. actually no sleepovers.  That will result to more sleepovers until they pee on one corner and before we know it, they've had babies.

That will be our responsibility.  They can have their babies in their own homes though.  I mean, these girls, they always know when the food has been served and these boys will let these girls finish their food.  I don't know where they reside though, but they're just a few houses away I think.  I haven't seen my grandchildren.. but they're just there, having fun.. having their training to replace their parents.