of Tayar

Hello. My name is Khan Tayar.

I'm scared of cats. Really really scared. Maybe it has to do with the fact that I got scratched with one when I was very little. Or maybe I'm just not comfortable with the way they suddenly put both their paws on my thigh (I hate it when they do that while I'm eating. In fact no animal should be allowed inside a restaurant) or when they're suddenly sliding and brushing their body at my legs. I get very jumpy when they do that. It's not just me, it's the same with my whole family. There has never been any cat in our home.

Suddenly this little fella came into my family. Into my life. It was a few weeks after Eid last year. There was this tiny cute kitten meowing at the front door looking very hungry. At first, we fed him with rice out of pity since he was so small. But we never took any notice of him aside feeding him. I'm not sure where he sleeps at night or where he came from. He keeps coming back. Everytime polishing off the rice without fail.

Soon, he became a permanent resident. We began to adore him and my father put an old rug on top of a small box to make a comfy bed for him. We bathed him and get proper food for him. He was very tiny yet very active. Always jumping about and pouncing on us. No doubt I'll scream and go jumping about myself. He would always meddle with whatever we do. I will hang the laundry and he will hold on with four legs at the kaftans which is hanging side by side swinging happily. My mother will tend to her plants and he would jump into the flowerpots too. My father will inspect the car engine and he will climb from beneath and pop himself out between the engine. A very cheeky cat indeed.

Slowly I began to see the other side of cats which I don't really care before. Of which I couldn't understand why some people are so fascinated with cats before. I came to understand that cats are very much like human. They show emotion and they have a unique way of interacting with us. When he suddenly pounce on me or slide his body at my legs, he either wants attention or someone to play with him or he just want to eat. How do I tell? Well, if he's hungry he's loud and very insistent but if he just wants attention and someone to pet him while he's sleeping then he gets this very cute face, meowing and staring at me with dopey eyes. Sometimes he's very nagging and attached, and I always thought that maybe it's because he's still small and he needs his mother. I kind of pity him for that. But he's bigger now and most probably consider us family. Hehe. Now I guess the childhood trauma is slowly forgotten. I'm not so scared anymore though I still jump everytime he pounce.

This sleepyhead can sleep anywhere at anytime. He's so big now!


Alololo~ I don't know how he can sleep like this. He squeeze in no matter what. It's his favourite spot since small. But you're so big now Tayar!


I'm a sleepyhead. ZZZzzzzz.

He do sleep awfully long. Or maybe it's because he didn't sleep at night, too busy patroling the house. Hehe. I like it when he's sleeping. Firstly of course because he won't be jumping around and chasing me so I was brave enough to touch him or simply pat him. Then it's because he looks so cute while sleeping! I find it amusing to see him stretching in his dreams and I never thought that cats can sleep on their back. With all four legs stretched out. Darn cute.

My mother dots him with love. She's really fond of him. To think that she has never hold a cat in her life before=p

This is his pre-pouncing action. Ready on all four, eyes on the target. When I saw him like this I'll either stand still or run quickly and save myself. Especially if he's staring at me. Hehe.

I still can't believe that one day I would come to love a cat like this. But seriously Tayar, you're in my heart. Eceh. Hehe.

Daa~