Just now, I saw this kitten crawling on the steps of the bridge leading to the Hang Tuah LRT station while on my way to deliver lunch to Alexandra whose school is nearby.
“If Marcus saw it, surely he will bring it home,” I thought to myself as I continued crossing the bridge which was crowded with people on their way to their Friday prayer.
Half an hour later, on the way home after delivering lunch, I looked around for the kitten but it was nowhere to be found. I then walked home sadly.
When I opened the gate, Nicholas rushed out excitedly and exclaimed, “Mom, look what I found at the Hang Tuah LRT station on my way home from school!”
I saw a kitten nicely wrapped in some old cloth sitting quietly at a corner, obviously waiting for its bath. It was the same kitten I saw earlier at the Hang Tuah LRT bridge.
“Can I keep it?” he asked eagerly.
“Okay, keep it and let’s name it Blondy,” I told him. Marcus was seen busy preparing the water, soap, and towels.
I believe in “yuen fun” which is hard to translate to English but roughly it means we are fated to be together. I believe the kitten is fated to be with us as we love cats and all kinds of animals who have no home to call their own.