So I recently bought a plant to pile up my responsibility to be a better citizen of Earth a few days ago. I was so excited when I bought it. I forgot what it was called however but it was a pretty plant, with bushy angular leaves, dark brown stems and was almost glowing with greenery! I also bought a seed of catnip to try my hand at growing one. So all in all a pretty exciting moment for me. Then just today, my mother broke the news that she found MY plant sprawling by the drain along our HDB corridor, like a murdered victim, ravaged and torn apart. I was devastated! I could feel my heart pumping and squeezing my breath out. I went to take a look and saw my mum had moved it back where it was but the poor plant was bending sideways like it was shot on it’s side! Some branches were already bending 90 degrees and it looked sad. The leaves were weak and droopy. It basically lost all it’s greenery goodness. And it had happily just sprouted new branches with glowing light green leaves!
Bloody cats. It must be that Blackie I tell you. He is a menace, a psycho-catpath and a terrorizer of my plant! I just know it’s him! I can feel it in my veins while he sits there and looks at me as if everything was well. As if he didn’t know!
I love cats. I do and I could just hug them and squeeze the life out of them just because their bloody awesomely cute and adorable. But sometimes, you feel like wringing their cute little necks out of a window. Gah!! My heart is throbbing with stucked anger and frustration. And i have 7 cats living under one roof that brings me to hell and back. Life can be so exciting…
The Little Good Stuffs 
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