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This morning, I came across a link that was shared by one of my facebook friend. At first, I was a bit hesitant to open what is it about, I’m not willing to read something stinky (so unpleasant smell by just looking at it) before breakfast. The picture says it all. Ugh. However, as I look closer, I realized that I am looking into something so precious. IT WAS A KITTEN! I thought it was an armadillo or a shrew! Pardon my blurry eyes, my just woke up vision.
Those people who knew me very well can attest how my heart goes out, bleeds out and shouts out — all in the name of cats. And after reading the content of this article, I don’t give an iota of care if this a sorta fiction or not, but it made me ponder to a lot of things in my life. Indeed, there will always be Silver Linings behind every negativity.
So here it is:
“Ugly” the Cat: People Were Told Not To Touch This Cat, But One Man Did
Everyone in the apartment complex where I lived knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat. Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and shall we say, love.
The combination of these things combined with a life spent outside had their effect on Ugly. To start with, he had only one eye and where the other should have been was a hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side, his left foot appeared to have been badly broken at one time, and had healed at an unnatural angle, making him look like he was always turning the corner.
Ugly would have been a dark gray tabby, striped type, except for the sores covering his head, neck and even his shoulders. Every time someone saw Ugly there was the same reaction. “That’s one UGLY cat!!!”
All the children were warned not to touch him, the adults threw rocks at him, hosed him down, squirted him when he tried to come in their homes, or shut his paws in the door when he would not leave.
Ugly always had the same reaction. If you turned the hose on him, he would stand there, getting soaked until you gave up and quit. If you threw things at him, he would curl his lanky body around your feet in forgiveness. Whenever he spied children, he would come running, meowing frantically and bump his head against their hands, begging for their love. If you picked him up he would immediately begin suckling on your shirt, earrings, whatever he could find.
One day Ugly shared his love with the neighbor’s huskies. They did not respond kindly, and Ugly was badly mauled. From my apartment I could hear his screams, and I tried to rush to his aid. By the time I got to where he was laying, it was apparent Ugly’s sad life was almost at an end.
Ugly lay in a wet circle, his back legs and lower back twisted grossly out of shape, a gaping tear in the white strip of fur that ran down his front. As I picked him up and tried to carry him home, I could hear him wheezing and gasping, and could feel him struggling. I must be hurting him terribly, I thought.
Then I felt a familiar tugging, sucking sensation on my ear – Ugly, in so much pain, suffering and obviously dying, was trying to suckle my ear. I pulled him closer to me, and he bumped the palm of my hand with his head, then he turned one golden eye towards me, and I could hear the distinct sound of purring. Even in the greatest pain, that ugly battled scarred cat was asking only for a little affection, perhaps some compassion.
At that moment I thought Ugly was the most beautiful, loving creature I had ever seen. Never once did he try to bite or scratch me, try to get away from me, or struggle in any way. Ugly just looked up at me completely trusting in me to relieve his pain.
Ugly died in my arms before I could get inside, but I sat and held him for a long time afterwards, thinking about how one scarred, deformed little stray could so alter my opinion about what it means to have true pureness of spirit, to love so totally and truly. Ugly taught me more about giving and compassion than a thousand books, lectures, or talk show specials ever could, and for that I will always be thankful .
He had been scarred on the outside, but I was scarred on the inside, and it was time for me to move on and learn to love truly and deeply. To give my total to those I cared for.
Many people want to be richer, more successful, well liked, beautiful, but for me, I will always try to be Ugly.
My admiration for this man started when my classmate let me borrow his book entitled “The Client”. It did not occur to me that I would like the book. The title speaks for itself, sounds like I’m about to read something out of the circle of my interest. But I gave it a try…
Reading the first chapter has been a series of endless repetition. Why? Because again, it’s not my genre to read courthouse, mystery, crime and thriller stories. I find it so difficult to comprehend and appreciate the scenario described by the book. The characters are all typical, but they’re tangled with strange personalities. That’s why I need to do an act of being a redundant type of reader. There was a point that pops in my mind that I’ll just return the book and pretend that I finished it and I liked everything about it.
But something happened that moves me from chapter one up in the succeeding chapters. That caused me to do no stop in reading. Every page was irresistible and it’s like begging to be read aloud. Another thing here was, even taking a bath and eating had been a difficult task for me.
His book was crafted beautifully and it is embedded with lessons that a reader can carry on all the days of his life. You are and will always be my favorite author, John Grisham.
P.S. I downloaded ALL your books in my eBook library. I already have five books in hardbound version. But please know, someday you will occupy the most special corner of my library.
I was very inspired seeing his video as a graduation commencement speaker.
These past few days had been the “hellish days” of my life and I am still in between of that conflict and I don’t know when is this going to end. Up to now, I am still struggling how to manage my timetable: work versus sleep. At any moment, I think my body is capable of erupting and eventually will shut down automatically because of endless and piles of paper works, short film, scripts, storyboards, reports, quizzes, magazine production, etc.
But there’s no such word as giving up when you’re in search for your dreams and success. There will always be moments like these in life, it’s inevitable.
So here are the 30 Self-help Books that Successful People Read that will somehow ease your worries if you’re experiencing tough challenges in life right now like mine. Some of the books listed here, I finished already. Some makes me want to jump off a cliff if the price of having those will be the hardbound version of it.
Without further blandishments:
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Life changes, and so can you.
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All those miscellaneous school supplies—notebooks, pens, paper clips and more—quickly overcome desk drawers. Out-of-control junk drawers are the enemy of focus; what you need are drawer dividers to organize all your necessities. Create your own, free, by cutting dividers from old shoe-boxes or cereal boxes. Related Post: 10 Smart Solutions for Junk Drawers
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1. A weekend in which you have no plans, no responsibilities, and nowhere at all to be, ranks as one of the best weekends you’ll ever have.
2. Sometimes friends will try to make plans with you and you have no reason to decline except for the fact that you just want to be alone that day. (Your plan is to have no plans, people need to understand that by now, right?)
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Silver Linings 
