A Cat, Two Lovebirds, and Some Sweetened Beans

 


     Whenever the second floor of our house is without humans, a cat, owned by the neighbors, would sneak through our windows and stroll inside our house like it owns it. The amusing visits started almost a year ago. Sometimes, I would see it lounging in front of the TV, like it’s waiting for its favorite show to air, and sometimes, it would stay near the cage of our lovebirds. I don’t know its plan, it’s probably wicked, like wanting to eat them. Anyway, it skedaddles out the windows whenever it sees us coming.

     Then a few nights ago, around two in the morning, I opened the door of my room to pee, and saw this said cat, it’s white, by the way, sitting outside my room. As soon as it sensed me, it glanced at me and stared at me sternly, looking straight into my eyes, like it was summoning my soul, to where, I didn’t know, maybe, it was trying to control my mind. “Hand me the birds, hand me the birds and a sachet of ketchup…” I thought I heard a voice in my head.

     Anyway, it scampered away when I made a step forward.

     I always buy raw white beans whenever I am at a grocery store. And I'd cook it myself as dessert. But lately, I couldn’t find any beans in the supermarket I frequent, only mongo beans and sago. I don’t know, maybe someone is hoarding all the beans to grow a giant, magical beanstalk for them to climb. I only like mongo as a dessert when it’s inside a hopia, and sagos almost don’t have any nutrition, so I’m not buying them.

     I wonder if cats like sweetened white beans.

     It’s a day after All Souls’ Day and 51 days, 4 hours, 34 minutes and 32 seconds ‘til Christmas.

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