tRAuMAtized....

intrOduuuuuuuuuucing ash. ah...she is but my younger sis...isn't that obvious -- the bulatness of our physique? well...mom's fault, but it is OK..we lurrrrrrrrrrve it. keep the food coming, mom.

ash and I had a harrowing experience recently. we were out for breakfast with pa and mom, and while we were walking back to the car, we saw a little scrawny kitten preparing to stomach her breakfast. and u know what her breakfast was? ash'-look-alike! yes...no kidding. scrawny kit was trying to mouth its victim, nibbling at its neck, and momentarily letting it go, slapping it left and right, nibbling at its neck, over and over again. ash and i didn't know what to do. we were like...eeyeah...both were so dirty, we couldn't bring ourselves to go near and tear them apart. if we were to use our legs, scrawny kit may just abruptly sink her teeth into her victim and scoot off. we really didn't know what to do. sigh.... and most ashamedly, we walked away, leaving ash-look-alike in the mouth of scrawny kit.

both of us felt real terrible and traumatized by the whole incident, and badly ashamed too. we should have helped ash-look-alike but because we were more concerned about ourselves, we walked away. sounds familiar, doesn't it.. mind your own business, don't get involved... if..and if..we have another similar opportunity in future, will we react differently? ash and i asked ourselves and wonder....