MJ impersonator

This is just too adorable to keep it for my own. IKBC snaps very good kitties pictures at their very best moments. This is just one of the many!

source : IKBC

So long...

I guess I never come to terms in accepting their demise..

nor anywhere near it...

I still tear at the thought of them..

This has been the first time after 10months have passed... that I look back at the albums of photos I took of you. Flashing memories that was once so fond to be re-winded again and again. Now, I can't afford to play those thoughts repeatedly...

MY heart is heavily soaked.

Rest in eternal peace my little ones...

Always in my mind,

deep in my heart,

genuinely apart of my soul.

An afternoon at work with Mr Zhuang

Having some company that you really enjoy around you, especially at work, changes your day completely.

Mr Zhuang came to my office and joyfully leaped around and playfully nudge my shins every now and then. This young chihuahua cross has got endless energy until he drained himself and settled for some vibration-mode-off photography.

Nevertheless, the afternoon seems easier to work-by.

Goodnight Mr Zhuang..

I have a bigger heart

Most of the time, I am very serious, dedicated, responsible and concern in things that matters most in my point of view. Recently, I found out that my attentiveness towards little things that seem unimportant to others, is inviting heartbreak. To me. I also found out that people tend to take advantage of such vulnerable side of me.

So, I will learn to let go. No anger. No prejudice. No bad feelings.
I forgive all of you.
I felt relieved and lifted.
Because I learned that my heart is bigger.

The most difficult writing

Obituaries, are the most difficult piece of writing.

I'm writing one tonight..
because I know,
you are much more loved by above
and you deserve better... much better..

In Loving Memory of Leopard (perd)...

March 2003 - January 2011

A strong, alert, thoughtful and most possible companion at all times. We walked through thick and thins, jumped through high and lows, sneaked through narrow and broads. My wake-up calls in the mornings when your soft whiskas poked my face and your soft paws paced forth and back, heavy on my chest. An eager play companion whenever the strings played. A cheeky follower whenever I waltz my way to the coconut tree in front of our home. A coward when it's time to go to bed. A thief making holes in all our doors. A silent sleeper who enjoy her own sweet time on my bed. A poser to test for my camera shots. A patient listener. A humble girl when your belly were teased. A moaner for the wet baths you had to take. A fighter through the flood that I picked you up. A baby held humbly in my arms at any time. Love at first sight for many. My first pet. My ball of fur. My baby.

I will always miss you deeply. For I, have not enough of your beautiful presence. Always in my silent prayers and a delicate spot in my heart.

You will always, forever, be with us.

We will always love you.

- Tiger (ger) and I -

Dog speaks loyalty

cnn.com.

Leao sat next to Cristina's grave, undisturbed, for days.

Short-lived recovery

This is difficult for me, evidently becoming more challenging and hard to deal with. I am so tested. I've just managed to re-adjust my life here, and again, news struck.

After a series of fallouts and unhappy events, I finally found enough conscience to pull myself together and embrace the realities which were hitting me. I switched gears and let bygones be bygones. I always find ways to pack up courage and start anew. Planting seeds of optimism and positivity in me, and throw myself in an ocean of uncertainty again. Hardship to me, before half an hour ago, was just 'something' needing time and more practise.

But, grieve to me.... is crushing.

I'm a tough lad, shapen through time. I've learned to be very tolerable and endures extreme threshold levels. I'm independently good at managing my own life in a very organized way no matter how rough things become. However, limits are limits.... Especially when reality slaps you hard repeatedly on your face.

I want to grieve... for my loss.

I can't help it, but I'm crushed.

Today, I remembered you

Tonight,

I confronted my diary of fears.

In it I opened up you...

Today,

Your home served as a saviour.

To a kitty, another victim to humanity.

I'm proud of you, Coffee.

A memory determined to last a lifetime...

Missing you.

In the arms of the Angel

This is a very difficult post for me... Never the same again. Never..

It was a premonition gone right...

Please forgive me...

for i have not done my best to protect you...

for i disappoint you...

for i had chosen to leave..

for i did not choose to bring you with me...

for i had not spend enough with you..

for i did not prepare for the worst...

for i am helpless...

I am sorry Coffee..

There's nothing I can do, for you would never be in my arms again...

In Loving Memory of Coffee...

Nov 2007- Aug 2010...

You will always have my love with you..

Always will be remembered..

Please rest in peace.. there's SuSu, DaLian, Blackie and the rest..

I will be back to visit you...

My loyal two

I'm sorry I can't bring you along..

I dearly wish I could safeguard all of you, all the time..

Please wait until I come back.. just wait..

I cannot afford to lose anymore..

I will be back,

this, is my promise to you.

She's one sick lady!

The Sun

She was stroking tabby Lola............ suddenly grabs the four-year-old cat ........ before throwing it into a wheelie bin and slamming the lid closed... [The Sun]

Terrified Lola was trapped..... 15 HOURS before her owners Stephanie Andrews-Mann and husband Darryl finally found her the following morning.... [The Sun]

Mary Bale, 45 :

"I really don't see what everyone is getting so excited about - it's just a cat."

"... I thought it would be funny to put it in the wheelie bin..." [The Standard]

p/s : At 45, we don't try to act cute and be funny.

Watch the video footage here : BBC Woman filmed dumping cat

Maru made my day

Awesome cuteness !!

Mothercat abroad

Tiger

Coffee

Leopard

I feel bad for leaving my cats behind.

And having them to be care for by my dearest parents, grandma and sister. I try not to channel the pressure onto them for they did not ask to be responsible.

I feel bad and irresponsible. And it is difficult to maintain the sanity of being away from your pets for a long long time. I set aside my pets for the sake of focusing on my life abroad.

Having bonded so closely with my cats, I'm constantly worried about them. Hoping that no tragedy shall ever fall upon my fluffy ones.

I miss meowssssssssss.... And I hope they would stay good... til I get back.

The human and I

my xiaozhu

Dear God: We Dogs can understand human verbal instructions, hand signals, whistles, horns, clickers, beepers, scent ID's, electromagnetic energy fields, and Frisbee flight paths.
What do humans understand?
-SODAHEAD

Dogs dumped at deserted island

Lately, news spread around that dogs from Pulau Ketam [Ketam Island] was dumped in an isolated island a few kilometres away. This was highlighted in China Press on 30th April. I wonder if anybody can share the plights of the news with me here?

I might not be the best person to be informative, but I can spill some of the milk based on the best info available to me. The animal rescuer who saved the first dog brought him to our veterinary centre. He was too frightened, skinny to the bones, cold, shivering, extremely hungry and thirsty, dehydrated and shabby with dirt all over him. Most shockingly, was his hollow stares. He just lay still in the cage for as long as I've remembered.

She shared her experience with us during her first rescue mission to that island. The island is unhabited by humans or other pet animals. So food is scarce and barely even available at the mangrove forest. According to one of the fisherman who helped in the rescue operation, some of the dogs even feed on their own kind because there's no food for them. Yes, it is survival of the fittest for them. Meaning, these dogs were dumped there and actually leave to die.

There was no intention to ferry them back to Pulau Ketam, at all....

Villagers from Pulau Ketam cramped those dogs into a wooden box to be ferried over to the deserted island. They stuffed as much dogs as they could into the fitted box to make lesser trips over the distance. Can you imagine, initially, there were up to 200 dogs straying around the island? I wonder what happen to the huge lot, now that there's about 10 of them left in desolation...

Several newspapers are covering the news, do keep an eye on the papers this week. I hope that all of you would try to understand the seriousness shown in the attempt to save the dogs from rotting to death one by one. It is undeniably remarkable how your understanding can contribute to the dog's welfare as I'm saying this.

We can always speak on their behalf, it matters just what we are trying to deliver.

Adlan and the Misunderstood Dog

Dogs are man's best friend, and have increasingly becoming one of current. Canine however, is misunderstood through Islamic views/practices, particularly in M'sia.

Watch this video from The Storyteller by Yasmin where a true story about how a dog reached deep into Adlan, an autistic child and changed the life of his Islamic family. Thanks to Eve for publishing this on Facebook [great effort!].

To understand more of the religion, we don't listen verbally from the others, we read the book.
To learn more of the religion, we don't follow the blind, we lead by the book.
To love the religion, we don't express with unruly demands/legislate laws, we pray and worship God in realms of deep silence.

With respect,
TENG

Animal Don't Deserve Cruelty

This post is not recommended for the weak hearts.

The video below shows the cruel act of violence towards defenseless animals; ie. cats and dogs. The news was covered by TV3's 360° on 4^th February 2009. Thanks to 4allpetlovers for blogging about it.

The complaint was also highlighted in TheStar on :

KL mayor to investigate TV3 report on inhumane killing of dogs and cats.

Members of the public are crying foul over the way stray dogs and cats are allegedly killed at the the Kuala Lumpur City Hall (DBKL) animal pound in Setapak.

This is in reaction to the visuals shown over a TV3 programme 360° on Wednesday night. The visuals which were captured with a hidden camera showed a pound worker dragging a dying dog with a loop around its neck. To make matters worse, the “execution” was watched by another terrified dog waiting in line for its turn to be killed.

In the programme two people, who had brought the matter to the attention of the television station, said the dogs’ necks were fractured and cats were drowned or clobbered to death at the pound.

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People of all kinds are initially brought up to be kind to all animals, presenting no general harm to any living beings on Earth. Humans are always the ones to trigger the harm initially. These animals are given life to be amongst us for a reason, so be fair and let them live deservingly.

The victims may just turn out to be the pet you once owned.....

An Unfortunate Accident

I tried really hard to let bygones be bygones. But, when reality hits, you will have to face it. I don't know how long I took to write this up, but as far as I had remembered, I had been sitting there all the time....

Da Lian was bitten to death by stray dogs in front of my home. It happened yesterday. The dogs came from nowhere and started chasing Da Lian. She was already scrambling on her tiny paws into my front gate when the dog grab the back of her trunk and pulled her back.

The dog sank his teeth into her neck and scooped my 7month old kitten away. The mongrels carried her across a few streets until when they finally let her lifeless body to rest...

My mum and I buried her today. The effort to conceal the pain consume such a huge chunk of myself that I can barely move on with it. Shi Shi stood by Da Lian's body awaiting the burial ground. Shi Shi grew up together with Da Lian and went trough almost everything side by side. Looking at the freshly dug grave, my memory went back to times when Da Lian was still here, alive. I think Da Lian took away a part of myself with her as well. I did not realize how I finally did it, but I managed to put her in together with the flowers I picked from my garden. Shi Shi just stood by her until she was laid to rest.

I tried so hard to carve the word, 'ACCIDENT' into my head. I dearly wish that this did not happen to me. Not me, and not on my innocent cats. There was nothing left to blame, but on grieve itself. I find this so distressful.

When I finally sat down and my howling turned to regular sobbing, I realize that God made His plans worked on me. So that I can grieve for my beloved companion and appreciate her existence in my life. So that I can make sure history never repeats itself. So that I have a chance to build a bigger heart to forgive the strays for their ruthless behaviour. So that every animal in this world deserve fair judgement. So that I have a story to tell about the magnificent cat I once owned.

And now, 'If only' can never compensates my loss anymore...

-In Loving Memory of Da Lian,
the ginger cutie-

"Please, don't put me to sleep..."

*BEWARE! This post is not recommended for weak hearts*

Today was "the" day I did not cry when I would, normally...

This afternoon, a man walked in our clinic and asked for veterinary assistance as his dog was injured from a freak accident. The nurses helped to carry the wounded dog into the clinic for immediate medical assessment.

The good dog obediently let us assessed and manouvered him around although he was surely in a pityful and yet painful state. Neither did he bite anybody nor he bark at anyone of us. The faithful dog did not even let out a squeak.

The dog's hind leg was crushed revealing flesh and a generous view of broken bones. He suffered cuts and bruises here and there. He was in a serious condition needing more than just a vet's consultation. His badly damaged leg needs to be amputated.

And so, the veterianarian gave the owner 2 choices.

1. Save the dog's life [inclusive of medical fees]
2. Put the dog to sleep [inclusive of cremation]
   

As for the figures, it was just RM200 difference between the two options. The owner chose the second choice. He chose to end the dog's life. Instead of paying to save his life, the owner opted to pay for him to sleep.

The reason?
He said he had only kept the dog not long ago.

The atmosphere fell apart and silent prayers ensued for the lovely dog. The owner left upon his request to terminate the dog's life. Often, they do not realize how difficult it is to put them to sleep. The hardest part was for us to do it and to see him go...

As for the dog, I think he said,

"Please, don't put me to sleep..."

Life at a veterinary center

I had been helping out at a veterinary center for two weeks now. Working around the clock had me physically and mentally exhausted, but my sweat paid off well. The job was exhilarating as I had hands-on experience all the time.

Everyday I face ailing and sick animals coming into the clinic. Some cured from their illnesses and some succumbed to viral infection. Eventually, there are few cases where the best option is to ease their suffering and put them to sleep. It is, the best option available for the animal as presented by the professionals in that profession.



It is never easy to see the animals die after you had been nursing them ever since they were hospitalized. Setting them on IV drips, jabbing them with antibiotics again and again, force-feeding, giving them their medication, holding the struggling animals, applying antiseptics and alcohol solutions, putting them on general anaesthetics, putting muzzle on their gaping mouths, cleaning their discharge etc.



This is my daily routine. Believe me, none of those were easy to do. Every time, it was a proven struggle. I'm lucky that I managed to catch and insight of the daily happening in an eventful clinic. The veterinarians are very professional and knowledgable who helped me gain more than what I have personally seen and heard there.

Pets did not just waltzed-in to the clinic, they are the responsibilities of their own pet owners. Some are attentive and some are icy-cold. Pets who are blessed with good owners end up with proper lifestyle and care. Unfortunate ones would probably be lying in cages in the clinic, suffering from diseases or left there to die.

Being emotionally attached to them, I know, if these animals can choose, they would want to live a better live.