Yesterday, I was throwing the garbage and called all the cats to eat near the garbage bin in order to feed them all including the stray cats. But Spotty and Browny didn't go outside and they stayed inside. I quickly returned getting inside worrying for Spotty. I noticed him hurted by Browny.
When.I was at the main gate,I heard them brawling but the door was locked. I didn't bring my phone outside. I put it in the stairs inside the playground. I heard the awful cry of Spotty. I click the doorbell button but my friend inside was cleaning the room of my boss. Then my boss and the whole family were not at home. I stayed 1 hour outside waiting someone to open the gate. Until my friend went to the kitchen to drink water then she heard the doorbell's rang repeatedly. When I open the main gate, I didn't find after I heard them in trouble.
Then I saw them again later on under the flowering plant.
How pififul my Spotty, he needs my help that time but I was outside. He got some bruises on his back and legs. He is too young to a territory fight😪😪😪.
I also love Browny because he was among my old pets of 5 siblings and was a victim too from the anger of Caramel back 2019.He is a survivor. He had injury and can't walk good until now when Caramel bites him in his butt and cause him to a bed rest. I took care of him giving food before and I didn't expect he could survive. He became skinny, bones and skin only but alas! He is alive until now and so violent to Spotty. It is hard to choose to save among them but I cannot control most especially that I am inside the house. Everytime I saw them brawling in the balcony I ran to save Spotty and I was almost fall down in the staircase.
Yesterday, I was mad to myself but the only way to let them stay away from each other is to let him go outside. My heart was aching when I hold an object so he will run and go to the side.
I know why they are always in trouble aside from a territory fight. I know the reality. It's because of my lovely Blacky, the Queen Cat pet of me.
Their story relates the story, a love story of the human being. It could be me or it could be you. When there is love, there is a jealousy that could not be avoided. Sometimes, jealousy is one of the sign that you are truly in love.😍😍😍.
That's the story of my pet. And I want to tell everyone who knew about Whitey, I found him the other night in the garbage bin. His voice and his tenderness when he wrapped my legs with his tail reminded me when he was still a Kitten. I have my story about it next time.
That's all for today! Catch you up for 
