where have their other 8 lives gone?

when Andy came into my cube with red teary eyes, i knew something was really wrong. she couldn't utter a word at first. i urged her to tell me what was wrong because the suspense was making me crazy. 

she blurted out that the kittens are gone. and i said, 'gone? where?'. she said, 'gone. there's only one left'. silence...then, i understood. ooohhh...i feel so sorry for Andy's loss.

she was so exuberant the week before i left for Bora because her cat Neko gave birth to four white kittens. she called them 'my first grandkittens'. she promised to let me adopt one of them. and i was so excited, too. i'm not really a cat person. but the thought of having my first cat ever, kind of woken up my motherly instinct. i started to read blogs on how to take care of kittens. i even convinced my roommate and my housemates to let me have that kitten. 

and this...

unfortunately, Neko was not prepared for motherhood and she abandoned her kittens a few days after she had them. Andy gave her everything for those kittens. she abandoned us for a week and would go home early from work to take care of them. Andy kept the kittens warm, fed them with milk, and stayed up all night long to watch over them. 

but this...

i understand how painful this is for Andy. she has been attached to those kittens like a real mother. even i, feel saddened about this. 

i really hope that that one kitten will survive. and if it will, i told her to keep it, because it's meant to be with her.

i'm feeling hopeful that there's another miming for me out there...