Most of you are probably wondering why I am posting this. My home, is a place naturally filled with animals ranging from bats making a home in the roof, squirrels that trot around the compound, stray cats that walk in and out, and heaps of birds flying around. Personally I have 3 aquariums with fishes and an iguana.
Out of all the animals I see pretty much on a daily basis, there is this particular cat that I always feel a deep sympathy for him. He is physically challenged - walking on three legs only. Although I am not sure what exactly happened, but one leg doesn't work and it looks permanently bent.
The really sad part about him (actually I call him Leggy), everytime I look into his eyes I cannot help but feel a deep sense of pain and sadness. So much so that I find it simply difficult to describe.
Most importantly, everytime I see Leggy, I have a great deal of respect for him. Every now and then I get to catch a glimpse of him hopping up a fence, or spurting with his might trying to catch a bird meal. These scenes trully gives me a reason to respect Leggy. He may be handicap but he sure does not let it hold him back from living his life.
By just staring at him, I learn something about life - there are things, incidents or even people out there that can really bring you down or try to bring you down. We are all humans and inherently given birth to with weaknesses and vulnerabilities. Some weaknesses can be a big disadvantage like what Leggy goes through every second, minute and day. But there's nothing humanly impossible if one is willing to give things a shot and try.
Being proven wrong every now and then, or meeting failures just like falling flat on your face can be horribly painful. Looking at Leggy, having a bad leg and living life one day at a time is like having to fall flat on your face everyday. If Leggy can still make it, why can't we? Why?
Out of all the animals I see pretty much on a daily basis, there is this particular cat that I always feel a deep sympathy for him. He is physically challenged - walking on three legs only. Although I am not sure what exactly happened, but one leg doesn't work and it looks permanently bent.
The really sad part about him (actually I call him Leggy), everytime I look into his eyes I cannot help but feel a deep sense of pain and sadness. So much so that I find it simply difficult to describe.
Most importantly, everytime I see Leggy, I have a great deal of respect for him. Every now and then I get to catch a glimpse of him hopping up a fence, or spurting with his might trying to catch a bird meal. These scenes trully gives me a reason to respect Leggy. He may be handicap but he sure does not let it hold him back from living his life.
By just staring at him, I learn something about life - there are things, incidents or even people out there that can really bring you down or try to bring you down. We are all humans and inherently given birth to with weaknesses and vulnerabilities. Some weaknesses can be a big disadvantage like what Leggy goes through every second, minute and day. But there's nothing humanly impossible if one is willing to give things a shot and try.
Being proven wrong every now and then, or meeting failures just like falling flat on your face can be horribly painful. Looking at Leggy, having a bad leg and living life one day at a time is like having to fall flat on your face everyday. If Leggy can still make it, why can't we? Why?
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