Sunday, January 29, 2006

Yawn. Is mummy gonna be done with the photoshooting?
I'm gonna fall asleep soon.

Yummy! What a feast!

Baby Tianjin

My youngest cousin - Baby Tianjin. Isn't he oh so adorable? = )

Tootsie is Hazel

SO Tootsie has someone caring for her! Met Geraldine on 27 Jan night while she was feeding Tootsie. Geraldine had been the kind soul who arranged for Tootsie to be sterilised! So I was not blur - I remembered she was unsterilised when I met her. Geraldine has named this kitten Hazel. I shall now call Tootsie her original name - Hazel. It is always heartening to meet a fellow animal lover who shares passion about kindness to animals. I am so gald to have met you Geraldine! Pls keep in touch.

Saturday, January 28, 2006

I saw this poster this evening. Sigh. I really am unable to fathom how is it that people can lose their home pets. I mean, yes I understand their owners are upset and distress over the loss and I am sympathetic. However, in the first place, pets should not have had the chance to go missing if owners were cautious enough.

Queenie & Cookie gets Ang Pows too!

So nice of my colleague to extend ang pow giving to my two darling girls, their first ever ang pow!

Queenie & Cookie: "Thank you Aunt Pris! Mummy bought us our fave bones with the monies. Woof woof!"

Friday, January 27, 2006

Chicken Soup for the Cat & Dog Lover's Soul

This book is a Christmas gift from a good friend of mine. This is such a great book - I'll reccommend to anyone who loves animals. Most of the stories are so tearjerking.

There is this true story about Greyfriars Bobby, a Skye terrier who lived on a farm in the hills outside of Edinburgh, Scotland. It tells a story of undying love and unwavering loyalty. Auld Jock, an old shepherd and Bobby became inseparable friends after meeting at the farm. After a few years, Jock was forced into retirement because of his tuberculosis but he could not bring Bobby along. Bobby escaped from the farm to look for his beloved friend! When Jock died from his illness and was buried in Greyfriars Cemetery, Bobby decided he will keep vigil and guard Jock's grave. He filled his stomach by visiting the inn where Jock and he used to frequent at one o' clock everyday. The innkeeper would feed him as he recognised Bobby as Jock's dog. Then it was back to the lonely grave for Bobby. Bobby kept vigil for his master for 14 long years until he died of old age. He was buried next to Jock. A headstone was erected to pay tribute to this faithful little dog.

Greyfriars Bobby.
Died 14th Jan 1872.
Aged 16 years.
Let his loyalty and devotion
be a lesson to us all.

Wednesday, January 25, 2006

It was such a relief to spot Maomao tonight - she went missing in action for the past 48 hours. I realised I have became more paranoid these days, can't help it, especially after what happened to Cotton. Sigh, I still miss her so much. I wonder what has happened to her. By the way, I am still cursing whoever kidnapped her.

Saw Tootsie tonight and also discovered her hideout - in an aircon condenser compartment. Relatively a safe place, so long the damaged door is not replaced. Tootsie moves in and out through the lobang at the bottom of the door. I know this sounds strange but Tootsie seemed smaller.

Fed Pixie but no sign of Cinder. Last I saw him was on Sun. I hope he's doing ok.

Had a much needed haircut this evening. It was bad hair day every single day before this cut. Now my head feels lighter and my hair is now more managable.

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Cookie sleeping...

Look at her teeth!

Her paws...

She has this habit of crossing her legs...

The reason she is named Cookie...


Thursday, January 19, 2006

Another tooth tonight!

Oh my, oh my, guess what I found at clock o' nine??
Wish I may, wish I might, it's another tooth of Cookie's tonight!!

Will the tooth fairy come tonight?

Look what I found Cookie playing with! Her baby tooth! This is so exciting - my girl is teething and about time too - she just turned 6 months old about 10 days back. Initially I thought it was some garbage but upon close scrutiny, it was actually her tooth. This homeless little tooth will find itself in a small glass bottle as a keepsake from now onwards. My mum said I'm crazy to do so but I think otherwise.

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

Tootsie is sterilised!

Perhaps I have not made careful observation before but Tootsie is actually sterilised! This is great finding for me. Discovered another 2 cats (one already sterilised) nearby Tootsie's hangout tonight - they look well fed. Someone should be caring for these cats at Blk 823.

Makan time...

Ooohh I am so thrilled to see Tootsie tonight - I haven't
seen her for quite a while. Glad she is safe.

Though I have seen Mickey loitering near Tootsie before,
this is the first time I'm feeding him.

This is Pixie again - with her old collar. She had two
wet Whiskas packs tonight. Such a hungry little girl.

Cinder appearing shortly after Pixie finished her first

I didn't see Maomao initially but she saw me! She called
for me while following closely behind. She loves rubbing
me on my legs! Super duper affectionate girl.

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Raining cats and dogs

I hate rainy days. When it rains too heavily, I pity the homeless strays on the streets. I do not like sunny days either. When it's too sunny, I worry about the strays being thirsty. I'm hard to please but a cloudy day with occasional drizzle would be nice.

New kids on the block

There seemed to be a flux of new feline entree around my estate recently. This reiterates a point that has been umpteen-ly reiterated - that frequent rounding up does not help combat stray issues. With the old ones gone, new ones just enter to replace the former. With Cotton, Muji and Sootie gone, the new players are now Pixie, Cinder and Garfield. Just this morning, another ginger cat decided to make her guest appearance (shall name her Ginny). And these new ones will continue appearing as long as irresponsible owners continue dumping or allow their domesticated unsterilised felines to roam freely. What many fail to comprehend is that it is only with long-term sterilisation program in place and public education about responsible pet ownership will we see an improvement in this issue - killing is just ain't the solution. Is this such a difficult concept to appreciate???

I thought I saw a real fat cat!

Gracious! I bumped into this really huge feline next to my block on my way home this evening. I have never seen him/her around here before. I suspect he/she belongs to somebody - maybe the malay uncle on second floor - he has a few cats. I shall name it Garfield. I wonder if I will see him/her tomorrow.

Pixie is bell-less AND collar-less!

DRATS! I was just happy a day or two before about Pixie being bell-less with her new collar. This evening, I found her not only bell-less but collar-less as well! The same thing happened to Maomao previously with her red collar (she still has her pink collar on this evening). Is there like some collar thief lurking aound??? Argh!

It's poo time...

Oops, sorry about this unsightly pic but my camera was with me when my darling Cookie decided she needed to poo.

Bike Fest???

Look at this magnificent line up of bikes! Vroom...!

Saturday, January 14, 2006

Pixie is bell-less now

Just the other day, I highlighted my concern about Pixie and her collar (without the safety buckle feature) with a bell. I feel so uncomfortable with the idea that Pixie is running around with a bell - it attracts attention. So I had her collar changed to a new one with a safety buckle and yes, bell-less.

Maomao & her new collar

Crow culling

Just this evening, I witnessed some crows being killed. There were three men - two with guns and one without. The whole episode ended in under 5 mins. The gunmen were swift. The gunshots were deafening. My heart ached with each shot but there was nothing I could do except to take this picture. I feel so sorry for the innocent crows who died and more sorry for the family they left behind.

Thursday, January 12, 2006


Synopsis: An abused beagle runs away from his owner. On the road, he meets young Marty Preston and follows him home. The boy immediately forms a bond with the dog and names him Shiloh. His stern father won't let him keep the dog because it belongs to Judd Travers, a local hunter. After Shiloh is mistreated again, he runs away and returns to Marty. Knowing his father will once again make him bring Shiloh back to Judd, he makes a home for the dog in an old shed up the hill from the Prestons' house and hides him from his family. His secret is soon discovered when a stray attacks the dog one night and he must turn to his father for help.

Synopsis: After young Marty Peterson rescued Shiloh from his abusive owner, Judd Travers, he thought his troubles were over. But when Judd starts threatening to take "his" dog back, Marty is afraid of losing the best friend he's ever had. Even after Shiloh's keen senses help save Judd's life, the old man refuses to mend his mean-spirited ways, convincing everyone in town he's just too nasty to change. Now, in a long-short gamble to keep the dog he loves, Marty sets out to prove that just like a mistreated animal, a man filled with hate can be healed by the power of kindness.

Wow! Sounds like great movies! Will try get them.