BY: MIKE HAZARD
There used to be a notorious neighbour’s cat in the neighbourhood where I lived with my parents when I was young. So one day mum was preparing food, she had chopped some meat (at the time my favourite food) into manageable pieces.
She briefly steps out for a few minutes and guess what? The cat gets into the house through the open window and snatches a piece of the meat. I had been relaxing
i had to place a ‘wanted’ tag on the cat. So the next day I spot the cat in the hood eating some siesta. I tiptoed in the house and came out with weapons for mass destruction namely kerosine and matchbox. i got the cat
I followed it and this time before it pulled a Usain Bolt Sprint like last time, I quickly lighted the
unfortunately one of
Before we knew it most of the two roomed wooden houses were on fire. By the time the fire brigade crew arrived there was not much to be salvaged. That day we had to sleep outside in the cold before moving to my uncle’s place for temporary shelter.
It was somehow a blessing in disguise as finally mzee agreed to move to a better house. Up till today no one knows I was the cause of the fire.
Majority tenants in the neighborhood, blamed it on witchcraft!!