For two nights, Waxy did not show up for dinner. I was afraid she wouldn’t show up last night either, our final night. When we got home she was waiting for us. I gave her my leftover spaghetti carbonara. She liked it; I didn’t. I thinly sliced Kenric’s leftover beef, topped it with cheese and baked it for a few minutes. I told Waxy that’s like a famous American food called Philly cheesesteak. She liked it.
What she loves most is the gelatin or sauce in the canned cat food. She, and other cats, lick the sauce first before they eat the chunks. The only thing Waxy doesn’t like is potatoes. Too waxy for her, perhaps. She also had trouble eating fish heads because the doctor pulled her last tooth. She tried leaving a few times, but always came back in for more scratches, kisses, and a few more bites. Finally, she went up the stairs in the rain.
The Third-Floor Neighbors
We said goodbye (multiple times) to the third-floor couple of the next building. The husband feeds the cats, so we brought them some cat food and a bottle of wine. They are very nice people. The husband always apologizes; “Sorry, no English.” I gathered that he studied Russian instead of English as a foreign language, and that he’s 50 years old.
City Worker
I also said goodbye to my city-worker friend who greeted me “Ciao, Señorita!” whenever he saw me. He immediately switched his broom to his left hand to shake my hand when I told him, “Tomorrow, I go.” “Ahhh…Goodbye, Señorita!” I like him a lot because he was careful to sweep around the cat food that I had to separate into different heaps so that the cats could each have their own pile. He did that even when I was not outside.
Konoba Scala Santa
We dined at Scala Santa three times during our stay. The waiter gave us a slice of Kotor cream pie as a goodbye gift. I, however, did not say “zai jian” to the cashier at the grocery store who asked every time he saw me if I eat dogs. He did greet me “ni hao” and “zai jian” every time we entered and left the store though.
Waxy & Friends
This morning, I was very happy to see Waxy outside because this is not her usual hangout. Kelly Koh was especially friendly too. They seemed to know we were leaving. Waxy watched me pack while she nibbled on the leftover “Philly cheesesteak” at the front door. She stayed for more than an hour.
I was really glad that she’s much healthier and spayed. I kept telling Kenric how cute her round tummy was. After scratching her for the umpteenth round, I went to wash my hands. When I came back, she was gone. Goodbye, Waxy. I love you. I’m missing you in Albania.
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