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Selamat Hari Raya (happy eid)! i visited a distant relatives house yesterday for Raya. im never enthralled by the idea of visiting my relatives house since my shyness infringes my confidence to socialise; so i do as i usually at “open-house”’s and blend in with the walls.
however, while i was watching ‘Papa Zola the Movie’ with the other young film enthusiasts, my younger brother said “Kak, look.”, and pointed to the handsomest man in the room omg i was blushing so hard you guys.
i dont exactly know who’s cat Simba is (to be fair i dont know who the house even belongs to) but he is his own man.
not uptight, not overtly clingy, Simba moves with respect and dignity while also maintaining and adequate, arguably generous, level of friendliness.
his coat is exquisite. so prettyyy its marbling looks like that of A5 wagyu. put this man in that one Peoples magazine beautiful man list.
one very unique feature of his coat, pointed out by my very, very, religious aunts and grand aunts (graunts?), was a marbling that spelled out the name of god. i personally couldnt see it. didnt snap a picture either. but take my aunts word for it i guess. this cat was blessed with divine fur. literally.
but i dont care for allat. his cheeks were so squishy and fat AND he lets you pet his bellyomgoshhhh so soft.
10/10 cat would pet again. begged my mom to kidnap him and stuff em in our trunk but my dad, the evil nonchalant dreadhead he is, told me no sadly. boooooo boringg yawninggg.