The cat who came with the rain

 The Cats Who Came with the Rain

A memory from Taman Sri Bayu

It began with the rain.

One wet day, a thin tortoiseshell cat, worn from a hard life, came quietly into the garage of a terrace house in Taman Sri Bayu. Her teeth were all gone, but not her will to survive. She found shelter — not because someone invited her, but because someone kind didn’t chase her away.

Later, she gave birth. The neighbor where she delivered didn’t want her. They placed her in a box, with her tiny kittens, outside that same house. “We don’t like cats,” they said.

But the house opened its silence to them. The rain fell, and a new story began.

Two kittens grew strong — Lily, graceful and gentle, and Blackie, calm and clever. They stayed with their mother, the old tortoise, who had made this house their home.

Later, five more kittens were born. For a while, they played in the corners and chased shadows. But one by one, they left. The last to go was Leo, a quiet male who lingered before stepping away into the unknown.

Now, only three remain.

🐾 Lily

🐾 Blackie

🐾 The old mother, the tortoise cat who came with the rain.

The house is no longer empty. It is theirs — a quiet sanctuary where they eat, sleep, stretch in the sun, and wait for the one who feeds them and never asked for anything in return.