Author Information
RIP Rob
RIP Rob
I take the usual long way home after a boring day at work, the sunset taking place in the horizon before my eyes, the last rays of sun gleaming at the distance. Suddenly I listen to a soft sound, so I start looking around, it comes from the bushes a few meters from me. I follow the sound and start walking forward until I see the source, a small blue-eyed black cat. I won’t lie, I’m not really a cat person, in fact cat people scare me, they don’t get sad when those little creatures disappear for days and them come back like nothing happened. Cat people tolerate that but suddenly when I do the same thing to them and they get mad? I really don’t like this double standard. Anyways, I get down on my knees to take a better look at the cat, I notice its left front paw seems to be injured. The cat looked scared, I wonder if it was more scared when it saw me or before I arrived. I don’t know why but I decide to take the little guy home with me. Weeks pass by and the little guy seems to be recovering just fine. Like I said I’m not really a cat person, but I start to become a little attached. Picking a name was probably a dumb decision, but I do it anyways because I swear this cat’s face screams “Rob” to me. One day I say goodbye to Rob, like I had done for the previous 2 months. To my surprise, I come home to find him lying in the middle of the street. Long story short, Rob’s funeral was carried out on a hot day in May, I say goodbye to him the way we found each other, as the last gleam of light shined in the sky. I feel miserable, yes, but my suffering could not compare to Rob’s, poor little guy was hit by a DUI. Really, stupid people should not be allowed to drive. Of course I could go to the nearest pet store and get another Rob, I’m sure there are plenty of blue-eyed black cats out there. But let’s be honest, what’s the point of finding another Rob if every Rob (including you and me) will probably die alone?
