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Oreo, eight years old, male cat chats with me very day. He is a talkative and smart cat,smarter than all cats are, I guess.
“Hi, Papa”, this is the first sentence he talks to me every morning, “I’m hungry”
“So do I”, that’s my first sentence, “But cat first, human later. I bring you your meal. Come On, it’s time to eat.
General Kosol Anusim, Prime Minister, Minister of National Force, The Head of Military Force and Speaker of Parliament of Kosolpradesh had heard his cat’s voice, Citizen, from cat’s corner in his office at Government House. He walked slowly, step by step to observe his cat. The cat sat on the floor, facing television and talking to itself.
They talked over a cup of coffee, sipping slowly. He looked out of the coffee shop through the window for a while and then looked at her. She sipped the hot coffee and talked to him.
“You look so sad. What happened to you?”
General Kosol the Commander-in-chief of National Military Force and the President of the Reconstruction of Democracy Committee and Prime Minister of Kosolpradesh is a cat lover. He has a herd of cats in his splendid house. The leader of herd is a big black female cat named People, the smartest cat in the world because he can speak human language and only talks to General Kosol.
I had written a novella of my childhood. It was published in April 1997 after I finished writing a few years. When I started my writing, I thought it would be easy job because I write about my own life. I should have finished this story in a few months but I was wrong. I spent two years for writing a little book.
I wrote this book in Thai. Its name is หอมกลิ่นแผ่นดินหนาว (The Fragrance of Land in Winter) and published by Dokya publising house.
“Life is sometimes complicated,” Khaitom (boiled egg), my young male cat, five years old, told me. I was surprised by his words. I usually hear this phrase from the Hollywood movies. I never thought before that any cat has this idea.
“How?,” I said
Yes, I must stop typing when my master need her space. I cannot type anymore. My master needs space for her activity, sleeping and dreaming. I stopped writing and started reading, have a good dream boss.
My cat,Mr.Khaitom, five years old Thai cat, does not stay at home but hangs around neighbor’s yards, parks, gardens and orchards instead. He comes home at meal times, eating and sleeping before leaving. He is a trekker I guess.
Once upon a time there was a young rich poet. One day evening while he was writing the verses at the huge table in a classy room in his splendid house, a big lizard appeared on the wall and looked at the poet quietly for awhile ,the poet saw it and said.
“Hi! how are you? Why you look at me like that? Are you hungry? You want to eat me,don’t you? No,no,no, don’t do that. Don’t eat me. I am not a bug. May I help you? What do you want? Money? I have much money to share you.” The poet fired at the lizard.
Reading a book in hammock is a feel good moment. If your hammock was in the shade of tree, you would have heard bird songs. It’s the happiness you deserve.
The book in picture is MARINA, a novel by Carlos Ruiz Zafon; Spanish writer. It is my favorite book, good thriller and psychological fiction that made me enjoy while I was reading it.