He is my favourite kitten since he was a baby. My love for him grew even more when he and his siblings were abandoned by their mother at such tender age.
It has been more than two weeks since Greyie disappeared. I couldn't find him anywhere within the apartment area. He used to hang about at the Thai Muslim restaurant, and I had no problem in finding him and his siblings. All I had to do was to whistle and they would come running to me.
The last few days before his disappearance, I found him and his remaining sibling, Snowie, spending a lot of time at the Mamak restaurant, which is located at another apartment block. I had to bring them back to their 'territory' to feed them because I wanted them to stay at where they were before.
The day before he disappeared for good, I could still remember he rubbed his body all over my feet, and as usual, he wanted me to rub his head with my hands. Looking into my eyes, he meowed several times while thrusting his head against my palm. When I stopped rubbing, he asked for more and I obliged. I thought it was rather peculiar for never before did he ask for such request.
I guess I know now. That was most probably his way of thanking me and to bid me farewell. If I say I do not miss him, and do not worry about his safety wherever he may be, I am lying to myself.
(Note : Names are given to these kittens for easy reference purposes only).