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Dear Mr. Gates:
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Date: Thu, 1 May 2008 10:46 WesternIndonesiaTime Subject: R
More story about cats in the house where I live. After Comel's Death at the end of November 2008, the Surviving White Yellow Cat occupied the house pet position. Later on his mother often came too, the three colored cat, and they were both feed by me, though the mother usually kept its distance because she was a wild cat, not familiar with close relationship with human. Time went by, and the cat-mother began to look pregnant, again. It was the third times in my watch. Previously, she gave birth twice around the house, each of them producing three kittens, but one by one the kittens either died or disappeared, leaving only the Surviving White Yellow Cat who was from the first of those two births. 18 March 2008, on the day I wrote about Paris Hilton in my letter "Paris With Sophie's Fiancee Benji After My Writing of Sophia to Benyamin", something happened to the Surviving White Yellow Cat, he disappeared. At first I thought he just went through his puberty, like happened to the other male cats, searching for new experience outside the house. One day, two days, three days went by, one week, two weeks, one month, he never came back to the house. I continued feeding the cat-mother, her pregnancy looked bigger. Around 10 or 11 April 2008, at night I heard the sound of kittens under the windows of my bedroom. The next morning I found that the cat-mother had given birth, but I did not look at the kitten too close since the mother usually got angry. Only for two days there, she moved the kittens to the garage, in the cupboard from my brother-in-law's office. Still I was unable to see the kittens so close, worried that it could disturb them. Five days later, they moved again to the back terrace of the house, again inside a cupboard. It was then I could see, there were four kittens, not three like in the previous two births. Sunday 20 April 2008, my aunt stayed in the house, causing me not to see those kittens because my aunt afraid of kittens. Tuesday afternoon, my aunt left. Wednesday 23 April 2008 in the afternoon at around 15.30, while wathcing TV on the living room, I turned the TV channel to TV-One, and there was Rahma Sarita with the business related information in Market-News program. She was wearing dark blazer with gray blouse inside. It made me think that she was giving me a sign of her wanting someone else, not me, because the gray color of her blouse reminded me with my old friend whose last name Abu, to whom my former girl friend turned to, and Abu sounds like Indonesian word for "gray". So I thought, I should be better stop watching Rahma Sarita, in order not to hinder her getting other man. I turned off the TV and read book in my bedroom. Around 16.30, the time was good for me to water the plants, so I strode to the back yard, and grabbed the water hose, turning on the tap. As usual, I began from the bushes under the window. My way of watering the plants is not by spreading the water widely like in the sprinkler, instead by focusing it on certain point for around eleven second, then moved one feet to the right, and repeat it again, and so on. Only sometimes that I sprayed the water widely. When the point of the water was reaching the right part of the bushes, all of the sudden I heard the sound of kittens. At first I thought it was from somewhere behind me, under other bushes. But when I moved the point of the water to the right a little bit, the sound got louder. I stopped to see what was there. It appeared to be the kittens, the mother must had been moving them under those bushes beneath the window. And what surprised me was that the kitten drenched by my watering the plant was the one with the color similar to Comel, gray. Only it has some white under the front of its neck, and on the legs. And it happened just an hour after I turned off the TV, after I thought I should not watch Rahma with her gray blouse to prevent me from hindering her to get other man she likes. I immediately bustled to my bedroom to get a dry cloth, because a small kitten like that could die if I let it in its drench condition. When I turned back with a dry cloth, the cat-mother had been there, Thank God,.............. I was quite sure the mother knew better how to handle the kitten. I continued watering the other part of the back yard, followed by watering the front yard. After finished with the front yard, at the time I entered the dining room, I saw the cat-mother was running to the back of the kitchen. She must be asking for food as usual, so I gave her some Whiskas, and also took the chance to snap a picture of her. While she was eating, I sneaked to her kittens to take picture, but I failed because some of them were hidden under the bushes. When I tried another attempt, the camera stuck, it often happened recently. By the time the camera was ready again, the mother had turned back to cover the kittens. Approaching 18.00, as usual when I turned-on the lamps inside and outside the house, the cat- mother asked for food. I used the chance to sneaked to the kitten again while the cat mother was eating. The sunlight had been not so bright at that moment, and one of those kittens still staring at the camera, I was afraid the strong light of the blitz could damage its eyes. So I waited until it closed its eyes, and a snap finally done before the cat mother turned back. When I reviewed the only one snap of those kittens that dusk, it surprised me because their position were so nice. Three of those kittens were forming a triangle, while the other one, the one that drenched by my watering the bushes, was in the middle. It reminds me with the logo of recycling often found in the recycling products. I think the message of this is that even if Rahma Sarita would prefer to choose another man, other than me, I should be aware not to produce anything that could inspire a cause of any deathly accident like what happened to Lady Diana.
Date: Thu, 1 May 2008 12:40 WesternIndonesiaTime Subject: R
Another reminder for me about not to produce anything that could inspire a cause of any deathly accident like what happened to Lady Diana, took place related with Paris Hilton. The news of her 24 April 2008 hit-and-run case related with some paparazzi certainly reminded me with the death of Lady Diana and Doddy Al Fayed who were also running away from the paparazzi before the deathly car accident happened in Paris. Especially since the news of Paris Hilton's hit-and-run case appeared on 26 April 2008, after I wrote "Tyas Mirasih, Chinese Noodle, and Your Rich China Statement". As if the appearance of Tyas Mirasih makes me no longer care about whether Paris Hilton and her boy friend would die like Lady Diana and Doddy Al Fayed. So I should make it clear here that basically I never like to hear bad news about any girl who previously admired by me and then turned to other man. I prefer to wish all the happy moments with the bless of God to her and her boy friend or her husband.
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Thank's, A.M. Firmansyah Tel. +62812 183 1538
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