Losing Miko

I had the horror of my life this morning.  

Woke up early and didn't notice anything was amiss, but I do felt something is lacking, and I just can't figure out what it is.  Went outside the house to throw the rubbish when suddenly I saw something furry at the front porch.  Luckily my 2 neighbors (left and right) is still on CNY holiday....else they might ran out from the house wondering why I called out loud, "Mikoooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Too late.  His little body, cold, lifeless, slumped on the floor.  Dead.

My Miko is dead.

I tried to recall the last time I saw him before I went to bed.  I remember I slept quite late last night, still remember doing head counts like I normally did before retiring to my room.  I even chasing them around the house to fed them their supplement.  Miko was very, very much alive, and inside the house.  

Apparently, he learnt to crawl out from the house via the window after observing his mother been doing it for quite sometime, didn't know the danger - the 2 dogs, Spike and Pinky still not yet get used to the new kittens in the house.  Either one or both of them found him wandering alone at the porch...and...killed him.

I felt so bad.  Somehow, I blamed myself that I contributed to his death.  

Why I didn't put them into a cage?  Why haven't I noticed they could climb out on their own when there's no one around to monitor them?

I'm sorry.....I'm really a bad master... =(

 

I'm so sorry, Miko... =( =(