Hi! Kumusta ka? Ako si Tomas. Ang bertdey ko ay July 18, 2007. Kuting pa lang ako.
Meet my friend Pogi, mabait sya at maginoo. Tinuruan nya akong magbukas ng pinto mag-isa.
Ito po ang bahay namin sa Tarlac. Dito po ako sa veranda madalas tumambay. Sa bandang kaliwa ko ay may stationary bike na di ko magamit kasi di ako makaakyat.
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Hi! Ito na ang paanan ng stationary bike. Pinag-aaralan ko kung
pano aakyat.
Ito ang langit ko, ang matatabang hita ni Joo. Nasa tumba-tumba kami neto.
Ayan ang stationary bike ko, mga kaibigan. Ipinatong lang
ako dito ni Joo. Di ako makababa.
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Persdey ko sa bahay ni Joo. Nakakaantok ang byahe from Pasig.
Kasama ko sa pic si Yaki, yung alaga kong bata.
Ang taba ng batang to.
Sori naman, antok na antok lang talaga ako.
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Gusto kong pumasok sa loob ng bahay pero closed ang door.
Haba ng buntot ko no? Pag good mood ako, pwede
mo hawakan to.
Sa pic na to ay nakatanaw ako sa mga punong mangga.
Dun kase nakatali si Gerry, ang german shepherd na
na di makali pag nakikita ako. Sa totoo lang, mukha
syang tanga. Tamad pati maligo yun.
Ito ang napakalaking airbed na tinutulugan namin sa bahay pag andito si Joo. Tabi-tabi kami- Ako, si Joo, si Yaki at yung kapatid nyang si
Aubrey na tuwang tuwa ko tuwing sumasayaw ako sa tyan nya.
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Very tight shot huh? Kita ang pores ko!
Joo, tama na ang kaka-pichur at paparatangan akong bading at vain neto.
C'omon get a life.
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Tomas has a way with women
The day I took Tomas home, my sister sent a barrage of protests via SMS saying that she wouldn't take a cat for a pet and that made me very nervous. Tomas couldn't possible stay in my apartment because he will die of loneliness and starvation because I'm hardly found at home. My strategy was to sneak the cat in my sister's house in the guise of a Christmas present for my nephew. This is going to be the first time that we will have a family pet! And a cat! There was gong to be some adjustments but Tomas and I will survive this one (I get dramatic at this point, really).
Peejay put Tomas in the box where his rice cooker had been. I did not realize how clever this move was until I came knocking at the door and my sister-- seeing that I had a box that might have a brand new rice cooker that could replace their newly broken one-- let me in in one single and graceful stroke. I dashed inside the house, called my nephew to the living room and I ceremoniously open the box and booom, out Tomas went jumping on my nephew's lap. I proclaim Merry Christmas and at this point and my sister is narrowing her eyes and accusing me of treachery. Hell yeah but it's too late to send the cat back into the box and throw us out. My nephew Yaki is already dancing with delight and planning games with his new cat (which is in reality my cat haha!).
We all sleep on a big air bed whenever I spend the night at my sister's and Tomas, smart as he is had a plan I was not aware of. My scheming cat. Tomas, bold and courageous, walked to where my sister is lying like a benign piece of meat. He steps on her tummy and does some moves very similar to cha-cha. Back and forth, back and forth he danced, really enjoying it to the point that he is closing his eyes sometimes. All this time, my sister's mouth is open and she lay there paralyzed by Tomas' candor and maybe, for the first time, she is seeing how handsome my Tomas is and she is deeply sorry for refusing to have my boy in our mother's house.
My sister must have realized that she looked like a total idiot and decided to laugh like her lungs were going to swell for the next 3 days, she took Tomas to her chest and hugged him. Now, every time that Tomas catches my sister lying down, he instantly pounces on her fat tummy and dances his cha-cha, which we realized he does exclusively to my sister.
Smart cat, what can I say? Genius, even. Tomas must have taken after me. Charm, wit goodlooks. But of course.
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Finding Tomas
It might have been December 8, I am not so sure, but I was planning on walking the streets of Manila with a fat checking account, thanks to the 13th month pay that arrived early. The day before, my fried Aye bugged me on IM about going to Pasig for reasons I did not fully understand until we were already in Pasig , lost and talking on the phone to some phantom guy giving us directions to meet him at a waiting shed.
A guy in khaki pants with a broad smile and unbelievably beautiful biceps, welcomed us and led us to his house which is almost a block away from the shed. Nice butt, I thought as Aye and I trailed behind this gorgeous man whose name I now recall is Peejay.
Peejay has a modest but clean and homey apartment which opens from a little stair case that you have to climb before you can truly say that you are inside his apartment. Ascending the staircase and lost in my thoughts on getting the red watch I was itching to buy for months now, it dawned in me what Aye came to the apartment for: she was going to see the cats that hunky Peejay was selling! (Yes she is insane over cats, stray cats included). Ok, one cat parades before us--that one Peejay calls Cola, brown and proud looking, then another--a white one--and it jumps to Aye's chest like it was trained all its life to do just that. The cat crazy woman I used to call a friend just some minutes past now goes into a trance and she began to exist for that white creature alone. Now I am annoyed. What was I supposed to do in this cat populated environment? I, who have asthma. I, who have to suffer sleepless nights because a couple of stray cats decided to make out outside my bedroom window and they are letting out intriguing sounds!
While in the middle of my eye-rolling frenzy, I noticed Peejay's Christmas tree shaking, and in split seconds, something flew over my chest and said "meow". I close my eyes, preparing to get bitten and scratched into bloody little pieces and by now, I am preparing to scold Aye. This is cat attack but where is the bite and where are the evil claws, just a meow? And meow again?
When I looked, I understood that his gentle eyes are asking me to explain why I am afraid to death. He moves his paws on my chest. Is he checking if I was having a heart attack? No, it was not heart attack; I am smitten and I knew that after a long time, I am in love again. Can I take you home, I asked. Meow. He was mine from that point on.
How do you like being called Tomas? Meow. Tomas it is.
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Hi! Kumusta ka? Ako si Tomas. Ang bertdey ko ay July 18, 2007. Kuting pa lang ako.
Meet my friend Pogi, mabait sya at maginoo. Tinuruan nya akong magbukas ng pinto mag-isa.
Ito po ang bahay namin sa Tarlac. Dito po ako sa veranda madalas tumambay. Sa bandang kaliwa ko ay may stationary bike na di ko magamit kasi di ako makaakyat.
