One fine evening, Joel decided to go jogging. Actually it was just last night lah. He ran by the main road and train tracks. To think of it now, he shouldn't have done so, inhaled so much carbon monoxide! No wonder he got breathless so easily.
After about 3 or 4 kilometres, he heard some crying nearby. No, it was not The Witch from Left4Dead/Left4Dead2. Well at least Joel thought he heard a cry. But it was the sound of a cat trapped along the drain. Shoot! For a moment he thought he would be famous for saving a baby's life. Anyway Joel couldn't bear to simply ignore his conscience and continue running. He looked down, the kitten was there meowing; he moved to the left, it followed; he moved to the right, it followed too. Ah, what was he to do? Upon much contemplation whilst the kitten continued to cry for help, Joel climbed down the deep and large drain in attempt to rescue the poor thing. That drain- deep enough to hide Joel's shoulders when he set foot at the bottom of it; wide enough for one to cycle without knocking into either sides of the walls if careful.
Surely Joel must have looked stupid to the drivers and passengers of the oncoming cars on that busy road. Mind you, he was in Singapore. Land surface area so small but cars so many! Digress. Joel brought the kitten out of the drain and found difficulty getting himself out instead.
To Joel's surprise, the animal literally followed him back to where he lived! Remember 3 or 4 kilometres? They went all the way back on foot and on paw. The Good Samaritan, with the help of his kind and helpful house mates managed to give the kitten a bath and some food to eat. And it stayed with them for the night.
After about 3 or 4 kilometres, he heard some crying nearby. No, it was not The Witch from Left4Dead/Left4Dead2. Well at least Joel thought he heard a cry. But it was the sound of a cat trapped along the drain. Shoot! For a moment he thought he would be famous for saving a baby's life. Anyway Joel couldn't bear to simply ignore his conscience and continue running. He looked down, the kitten was there meowing; he moved to the left, it followed; he moved to the right, it followed too. Ah, what was he to do? Upon much contemplation whilst the kitten continued to cry for help, Joel climbed down the deep and large drain in attempt to rescue the poor thing. That drain- deep enough to hide Joel's shoulders when he set foot at the bottom of it; wide enough for one to cycle without knocking into either sides of the walls if careful.
Surely Joel must have looked stupid to the drivers and passengers of the oncoming cars on that busy road. Mind you, he was in Singapore. Land surface area so small but cars so many! Digress. Joel brought the kitten out of the drain and found difficulty getting himself out instead.
To Joel's surprise, the animal literally followed him back to where he lived! Remember 3 or 4 kilometres? They went all the way back on foot and on paw. The Good Samaritan, with the help of his kind and helpful house mates managed to give the kitten a bath and some food to eat. And it stayed with them for the night.
Phew! Never felt so good about writing about myself.
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