Prayers to Sichuan Earthquake Casualties

My heart goes out to the casualties of ChengDu, Sichuan.

I hope I will hear from my friend (who lives there) soon.

Hear my prayers.

God bless.

Notice to all Readers...

Dear Readers,

My mom gave away my favourite cat. She didn't know how dear Precious was to me. The adopter was our gardener. He took Precious to Kampung Pandan, but Precious escaped in that area. I need your help, readers. I'm currently in Australia and can't do anything until I return. If anyone live in that area, I will REWARD in $$ to those who found Precious. I don't know how wide Kampung Pandan is.. If I'm there, I'll search the whole area. Just call out for Precious. He is very responsive...

Precious is my first Cat in the house back in Malaysia. He is an extraordinarily calm cat. I could put him in my bag, bring him anywhere I want to and he doesn't complain or feels uncomfortable. His personality is very similar to Micco. That was how he got his name Precious. He is very precious to me.

Last year, I noticed Precious was having difficulty urinating. His bladder swell until it was stone-like which frightened me because I could see him going off to the kitty litter, forced himself to pee but he couldn't. I had him sent to the hospital, he had crystals which stopped the flow of urine. This is because Precious is sensitive to high salt content food. I will not name the brands. It is common among cats. It's called "Feline Lower Urinary Tract Disease"

Doctor said if Precious was left unnoticed of his situation, he would have died. He was surprised I actually noticed at the early stages. Precious had a catheter injected through his penis. The process was excruciating. Precious was then succumb to one type of food that can only be found in VETs/Pet Clinic. The operation cost me approximately RM800...

After the operation, Precious was healthy again. Not long after, he attempted on the dog's food and got himself in trouble again. The next operation cost me another bomb. Then onwards, Precious had to be caged... There was nothing I could do.

Mom thought I didn't care anymore. In fact, I had everything sorted out mainly for Precious. The cage was built for Precious to prevent him from eating the other pet's food... All the careful medication and making sure Precious is safe from harmful shringes.... in the end... I'm furious and utterly depressed at mom, but I don't blame her. It is not going to bring Precious back to me.

Please help. I will reward anyone who found Precious. If you have any news on Precious, Message me!

Tragic Loss

Dear friends,

I would like to take this opportunity to share my sorrows for the loss of two wonderful footprints in my life that has left this world, for a better world up there. Both babies were given proper burial, and what's left is in our wonderful memories they've given to us. I shall pray everyday and especially during Christmas.

This is Micco.
Born: 2 February 2004
Back then I didn't have much money. Since young I don't practice taking allowances from parents, unless they voluntarily gave. Most of my savings came from 'Ang Pows', part-time jobs, being an agent, and what not.
The very moment I laid eyes on Micco, I just knew he was coming home with me. Without thinking, I withdrew all my previous savings for this little puppy. Micco came home with me on the 5th April.
Yes... he is my baby. Enough said. Those who knows Micco, knows he was in good hands.

Approximately 6 months later, Micco left this world - 24th September 2004. I thought to myself was it too short a time, or too long that I grieved? With as little as 6 months of holding Micco just about everywhere I go (and I really mean everywhere including the movies), felt like I had him for as long as I could. Or should I say, I only had him for 6 months and he's gone?!

Tragedy : One morning after shower, Micco wasn't wearing his collar (attached with 2 bells). I had him with me til the door, kissed his head, told my maid to bring him to his play room upstairs. So I left for class.
She disobeyed, put the dog behind the main door unlatched, watering the plants outside. Micco pushed his way out the unlatched main door, walked straight out the porch unnoticed, a car went by...

In the hospital : When I saw him in the hospital he didn't look too bad. Not until the doctor showed me the X-Ray, I couldn't breathe. Physically he had no wounds, but internally, his bones were shattered. I tapped close to his eyes, he did not blink. The veterinarian pumping air into Mic's lungs, nurse injecting painkiller every 10 minutes or so. Doctor asked me to talk to him.
I called out gently, "Micco...mummy is here baby...Micco...".
He woke up... I tapped his nose and he blinked. But it was too painful to see him injected almost every minute. He couldn't cry. It was painful.

Tragic Loss : Doctor's advice was to let him sleep peacefully... I don't want to say more.

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This is Missy. Present to me as my birthday gift last year, 21st December 2005 by my darling - Dil.

Missy is a tame Cockatail. She's very friendly and requires a lot of attention. She loves mirrors and often talks to her own reflection. At times strutts her stuff (not knowingly) to herself.

Every dawn, she'd sing until she gets her attention. Makes sure I'm awake on the right time of the day. Missy would go shopping with me in One Utama, standing gracefully on my shoulder. She's a head turner. No one seems to be looking at me! Her wings were trimmed for safety and landing purpose. Since she is a domestic breed, she is not trained to be in the wild. All my pets at home are friends of one another. Even my cat does not harm Missy.

Tragedy : I have a tendency of bringing my beloved animals out wherever I go. One fine day, Missy was out with me to a mamak. While walking towards the mamak, one man turned on the grasscutter machine which frightened Missy. She flew helplessly towards a nearby house and little did she know, it was a dog breeder's home. Where she landed... was a kennel to 5 dogs. There was nothing I could do but called out the owner of the house frantically.
What happened was so sudden that I did not know how to react. The owner retrieved Missy laying motionless on his palm.
A hole punctured right to her lungs. She wasn't breathing.