...or would "Rooby-Rooby-Roo" been better? well, whatever. when i mentioned on starting it off weak the last time i contributed, i guess i should have sent this...
1994. well over a year after we moved into our home in Sg. Akar. Dad had just expanded the parking area by putting concrete on top of our front lawn, and erect a spacious garage, the zinc roof reaching just outside the windows leading to my sisters' room and mine. just as my sister would often sneak in and out of the house via this roof, my sis's favourite cat at the time also tends to just sit there in front of her window whenever it wants in... which can be creepy at night when you just suddenly open the curtain and a pair of large, glowing eyes stare back at you, begging you to open the window.
one night, way past 3 AM, my sister, who's bed was next to the window, was woken up by a noise from the roof. thinking it was her cat, she stood up to peek out the window, 'til she realises it was already asleep at her lap. the noise, which sounded like light footsteps made by an animal, still went on, and thinking it was another cat, she peeked out anyway. her sight was still blurry from just having woken up, but the clear night sky made it all more.... clear (redundancy; the sleepier you are, the lazier you get with your vocab) what was on the roof was too big to be a cat. it was a dog.
despite knowing this, with her eyes still blurry, she didn't get a clear look at the dog's head, thinking it's head was bowing down, smelling the roof, it's tail towards her. but as her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she came to a terrifying realisation: it was headless. not long after she had a good view of the headless, dog-like figure, it jumped off the roof into the grass field. weeks later, she heard the same noise from the roof again. her cat, who was awake this time, kept hissing at window as this went on. the hissing stopped just as the noise itself stopped. and that was the last she heard of it.
can't help but say it's kinda reminiscent to an English lore; The Black Dog, a.k.a Barghest a.k.a Baskervilles Hounds.
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