Wedding and cats

The aftermath of the party last night, celebrating the wedding of my brother. My grandma brought 3 pails full of tapai. Yes, pails because that is what the tapai were put in. My aunt brought montoku, a few bottles I think, and then there are the Bacardi bottles, Chivas and other liqueurs to be mix with many bottles of Coke or as it is.

So of course, most of them are drunk, some even before 7 pm. They sing and laugh and had a great time, also made a mess of the bathroom because when I went in at 11 pm, the bathroom stinks to the high heavens. I wanted to puke right then and there. It was a really disgusting smell.

Got ready for bed but could not sleep since it was so noisy; people screaming outside, friends of my brother of course. I don’t know why they are screaming. They just screamed and screamed and screamed. Then I heard my recently married brother singing the song that he sings when he is forcing people to drink. Lets call it the Force-Drinking Song. Juliet was also singing along, she sounded as if she was drunk too; wow she is only 14 years old. Hmm.

I read a book, trying to make myself sleepy. I do have to work you know. I made it, was able to fall asleep hehe.

Woke up, found Juliet sleeping in the living room. The kitchen smells of rotten food, the floor sticky with spilled tapai and oddly the bathroom didn’t smell so disgusting as last night. Maybe my cousin cleaned it after getting home at 2 am from work. Good then.

Now there is a thing that is bugging me. Well 2 actually. The first one is that my grandma asked for one of my cats. She said that all her cats are dead already so she wanted one to be put in Kokol. Now I have seen cats that are kept in my kampong especially those kept by my grandma and relatives and I feel so sorry for all those cats and kittens. They don’t have enough food to eat, sometimes no food at all, so the cats are all thin and sickly looking, very dirty and scabby. So of course I don’t want to give any one of my own cats to go there. I have been trying to get cats and kittens OUT of there and now I’m being asked to send one back? No way. NO! Sorry Grandma but no.

The second thing is this, one of my small male cousin; I have seen him put a kitten into a plastic bag and squeeze the kitten, suffocating the poor kitten. I think I have told the story here before. I was also told before that this is not the first time he did this kind of thing. He squeezed a puppy before (I have proof of this, pictures!) and hit and scares and suffocates their own cats. I was so mad at him and his family generally for just laughing about it. My mom just said that oh he is only a child he does not know. Well then his parents and older siblings should know better and tell him off, teach him that it’s wrong to do what he did to animals, instead of just laughing it off. I have read before that rapist, murderers and most all those people in prison start their crime with abusing animals, those weaker than them. So is this not the sign of a potential murderer or crook?

I have told my parents that I will not keep quiet if he dares to torture my cats or if I think that he is torturing them, I will not lie down, I will yell at him and hit him back if needs be. He and his family are here at the moment for my brother’s wedding, and he keeps on chasing my cats! I managed to keep them away from him. I dare not leave them alone with him, no way!

Oh and he is definitely the stubbornness child I have ever known, he keeps on jumping up and down the stairs and from one couch to another even after telling him no and his sister told him no, but he keeps on doing it. My goodness.

I do love my relatives, I care for them but if they torture animals or just let someone get away with it, I will not tolerate them or that person. In this case it is my cousin. Am I being too harsh? I don’t think so.