without our mother.................(Ashi Liyanaarachchi) Although our mother always complained us for having a cat as a pet in our house, she couldn’t stop loving our puzzy cat, “Mark”. The name was being given to her for her colour of the body and brown patches spread all over her white coating. Though she was small and thin in size, the cat used to be our family friend despite its nasty appearance. Mark was a cat with unusual behavior. She used to be at home in day time and retired to her place at dusk. The place was strange that her every day night spot was the jungle nearby. At the beginning, we used to stop her going there, but our efforts were futile.
This story happened when our mother was not at home, she happened to sit with our grandmother because she had been admitted to the hospital. The situation at home was dull without our mother. Everything in the house seemed still and gloomy. This kind of feeling haunted me and my family members as well. This also seemed to be felt by Mark. She had been missing for days when our mother was out. She used to pay a visit for her dinner in the evening other days, but not on those days. We were searching for her everywhere that our father once entered into her jungle. However, the days passed, and the mother returned with our grandmother. In the evening, mark was at the gate meowing helplessly on that day.

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