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|It's not often that I come across a short story that's worthy of breaking up the parade of cynicism and frustration most exhibited herein, but there's a first for everything. Read on for the story of "Being Ugly."|
A short, anonymous essay originating in New Orleans, making the rounds online:
Everyone in the apartment complex I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat. Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and shall we say, love.
The combination of these things combined with a life spent outside had their effect on Ugly. To start with, he had only one eye, and where the other should have been was a gaping hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side, his left foot has appeared to have been badly broken at one time, and had healed at an unnatural angle, making him look like he was always turning the corner. His tail has long since been lost, leaving only the smallest stub, which he would constantly jerk and twitch.
Ugly would have been a dark gray tabby striped-type, except for the sores covering his head, neck, even his shoulders with thick, yellowing scabs. Every time someone saw Ugly there was the same reaction. "That's one UGLY cat!!"
All the children were warned not to touch him, the adults threw rocks at him, hosed him down, squirted him when he tried to come in their homes, or shut his paws in the door when he would not leave.
Ugly always had the same reaction. If you turned the hose on him, he would stand there, getting soaked until you gave up and quit. If you threw things at him, he would curl his lanky body around feet in forgiveness. Whenever he spied children, he would come running meowing frantically and bump his head against their hands, begging for their love. If you ever picked him up he would immediately begin suckling on your shirt, earrings, whatever he could find.
One day Ugly shared his love with the neighbors huskies. They did not respond kindly, and Ugly was badly mauled. From my apartment I could hear his screams, and I tried to rush to his aid. By the time I got to where he was laying, it was apparent Ugly's sad life was almost at an end.
Ugly lay in a wet circle, his back legs and lower back twisted grossly out of shape, a gaping tear in the white strip of fur that ran down his front. As I picked him up and tried to carry him home I could hear him wheezing and gasping, and could feel him struggling. I must be hurting him terribly I thought.
Then I felt a familiar tugging, sucking sensation on my ear- Ugly, in so much pain, suffering and obviously dying was trying to suckle my ear. I pulled him closer to me, and he bumped the palm of my hand with his head, then he turned his one golden eye towards me, and I could hear the distinct sound of purring. Even in the greatest pain, that ugly battled-scarred cat was asking only for a little affection, perhaps some compassion.
At that moment I thought Ugly was the most beautiful, loving creature I had ever seen. Never once did he try to bite or scratch me, or even try to get away from me, or struggle in any way. Ugly just looked up at me completely trusting in me to relieve his pain.
Ugly died in my arms before I could get inside, but I sat and held him for a long time afterwards, thinking about how one scarred, deformed little stray could so alter my opinion about what it means to have true pureness of spirit, to love so totally and truly. Ugly taught me more about giving and compassion than a thousand books, lectures, or talk show specials ever could, and for that I will always be thankful.
He had been scarred on the outside, but I was scarred on the inside, and it was time for me to move on and learn to love truly and deeply. To give my total to those I cared for.
Many people want to be richer, more successful, well liked, or beautiful, but, for me, I will always try to be Ugly.
Posted by leslie on 2005-05-19 14:32:40
|Ironically, that's quite a beautiful story.|
|Posted by Demosthenes on 2005-05-19 14:56:21|
|First time i have cried.....in ages...its so simple, yet its so thoughtfull|
|Posted by Aleya on 2005-05-21 10:32:24|
|That was really sweet. It made me sad. I don't like cats at all, I'm more of a canine person but that made me love that cat. Humans are so superficial, whether they want to admit it or not. Something like this should be a lesson to some. I read an article about how some parents loved unattractive children less. It just made me feel sick of being in a world like ours. I'm grateful that there are people like you in the world.|
|Posted by womaninlove on 2005-05-22 11:46:56|
|i feel sorry for ugly. maybe its just my period, but i bawled like a baby.|
Posted by NnickGM on 2005-05-25 12:05:40
|Beautiful article, everyone should try and be ugly. its funny how people can desire to be pretty and desire to be rich when being hose things can lead to the true traits of ugliness. Articles like this make me feel more secure about wanting to be a better person not wanting to achieve just wealth but a piece of mind. More Love, More Ugly.|
Posted by Me on 2005-05-27 10:13:35
|being Ugly didn't seem so rewarding. It's too bad he was only truly loved and seen as a beautiful creature after his death.His compassion and loving nature made a difference in my point of view that many live people can't.|
Posted by Master Jedi Obi-Wan Kenobi on 2005-06-07 19:45:46
|That was a very beautiful and touching story. I cried through it all. I think we should all try to be Ugly... it would definitly be a better world! And Luticris... that was inapropriate...|
|Nerd and ugly|
Posted by Merdayn on 2005-06-09 20:01:56
|That was so beautiful. not everyday you love a nerd!!|