My First Love, Bobby

Good day everyone :)

So this is my first post of the year. I know it's too late but happy new year to my blog hahaha. This year has been the hardest but also the easiest one for me. Never did I expect that I'll be facing a really bad and unimaginable day of my life by losing my first love, Bobby or Obi. Obi has been with us since 2017. She's the first one of her kind that my mother lets us to pet. Last month on the forth, she left us and it still bring that sickening heavy feeling in my heart everytime her figure passesd my mind.

Obi few month old, few days before missing for two days

I know the feeling when one of your pet dies, I have nearly 20 cats before, all of them were Obi's kitten & grandkitten but then when it came to Obi's dead, it's extremely rare. The feeling I had that day when she died is just unexplainable. She has been with us through my teenage to adulthood times but then she's gone now. No more Obi wiggling her tail everytime I called her out of boredom and no more manja time when I had my meal times just so you could eat a tiny bit of my food with me. I still cannot get over you. I miss you face, I miss your scent. How could a cat like you smells so good when all you were doing was licking yourself up to clean? It's nonsense but it is true. It's you.  I wanted to smell you all the time when I'm stress or needed your tiny attention but then I realise that it'll never come true anytime soon, or anytime later because you're gone now.

Obi acting cute before we left us for kampung on hari raya

Sleeping beauty having a Beauty Sleep

I still remember that day clearly, the last syawal with you. You been acting all cute and manja with me like you always did especially when you got a taste of soil and dust from the yard. Just maybe because you always stays inside with the cold tiles and clean floor. Still, you were never dirty or all messed up. You'll make sure we won't have any trouble letting you out because you know exactly how clean you have to be for staying inside.

That last day of yours, I looked at your awful sick self trying to catch some air. Until finally you had it, that last embrace of breath, that I thought you're yawning or stretching yourself & I still got a chance to think that you're still alive. Little did I know that it was the last time I got to see you alive.

My last picture of Obi alive

Obi's dead body :')

That day we all cried a river, especially my mother, who created the tighthest bond with Obi. The first cat that she allows to enter her life. The cat that understands her when she's sad or angry or even wants to perform solat. Obi will always woke her up for Tahajjud. Obi also knew when my mother was angry at her and so she'll run upstairs and merajuk all day till my mother pujuk her. OMG I miss all those beautiful times with you my beautiful cat :'(

Wherever you are Obi, I will always have you in my heart and that space is still yours that no one can rip it away. Wait for me, and we shall meet again when the right time comes. Ayah, Mummy & Kakaks love you so much! <3