SMALL DRIFTER

.. off to see the world
There’s such a lot of world to see
We’re after the same rainbow’s end, waitin’ ’round the bend
My huckleberry friend, Moon River, and me

See? It never fails. With a little humming, or full song, with words, or not; by the end of that song, he will lay his head, and drifted along moon river to the dream land wider than a mile.

And I will shift away just a little, so that I too can drift to my rainbow’s end and into the new day waitin’ round the bend.

Since the crushed little girl and her mother took the whole day at the vet, I went to see my old friend the next day. It’s been a long time since we met, and she was the one who connected the finder of the girl and me, and also the one who persuaded the other member of her dog-loving group to help with the funds needed for the little cat, so I think it’s fitting that I come for a visit to reconnect and brief her about the little girl.

Her husband showed me their Pomeranian, running around me in curiosity, and a seven weeks baby cat running after her everywhere.

He said, he found that baby alone, in a parking lot of a factory where he works, and that people almost stepping on him because his color is the same with the tiles on the lot.

He is a dog person. He has a lot of compassion, but no knowledge about kittens. He just followed his instinct, ask a lot of questions, and buy the best of things instead of the cheapest supplies like any other man around here would have done.

We talked about this and that, about the shelter, about my “rescue business” and how I survived all this time, and about the all the cats he ends up helping because there are so many of them on the street and so many people determined to abuse them.

To the point when I had to say good-bye because I need to go to work, we couldn’t find the baby anywhere. He went high and low, I sat easy on my chair and ask his Pom.

I mean, if that little baby follows the Pom here and there, it must have thought the Pom was his mother, and if he thought the Pom was his mother it must be because the Pom has been taking care of the baby.

Little Pomeranian didn’t want to tell me, but her eyes pointed to my bag on the floor, and we found the baby sleeping inside, belly up, drifting out to see the world in dream.

Since he is good with the dogs and I am good with the cats (well, he didn’t know that all the black specks all over the baby was flea and flea dirt and flea egg and thought it was dust), the baby went home with me, in the hope that, the mother of the crushed girl will be kind enough to take this baby too.

But the old dream maker is a heart breaker, so wherever I am going the baby was going my way.

First, the fleas, of course. The baby is anemic because of it. And then, the worm, and of course, his URI. My friend’s husband thought all kittens has crusty eyes.

He was as delicate as the song. He was underweight, he was anemic, he was not sure what was going on. He has little teeth coming, but he hasn’t learned how to eat by himself.

His crossing is wider than a mile, but my Huckleberry friend is brave, and so he took one step at a time.

So here is hoping, that he is crossing all in style, and grow big and healthy and happy.

Some day.

~ Josie

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“Moon River” from which parts of the song is used in this post, is a song composed by Henry Mancini with lyrics by Johnny Mercer. It was originally performed by Audrey Hepburn in the 1961 movie Breakfast at Tiffany’s, winning an Academy Award for Best Original Song. The song also won the 1962 Grammy Awards for Record of the Year and Song of the Year.

When I sing it for the little baby as a lullaby, I changed the verse “Two drifters, off to see the world” into “Small drifter, off to see the world”

 

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Josie And The Whiskers' Syndicate

The first and only cat refuge in Bandung (West Java - Indonesia) a capital breeder of a nation without animal welfare law. We care for Bandung's unwanted animals, operate a TNR as much as our budget allows, and continue to educate people about compassion to animals

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