[Photo] October

Love you boys!  Including LouLou, of course!  <3

Here my LouLou boy, enjoying his sunbathing session!

Not only he refused to read the book (Amy Tan's Joy Luck Club),

he even barred the sofa from everyone else!

Mommy, I think I will read the paper after I'm done chewing this.

Escaping the two lazy boys & taking a walk to a temple..

P.S.  I can't believe we are almost at the end of Year 2011!  On a different note, I have loads of photos (of the boys) which I have yet to post.  Actually, I am trying to distract myself from being mad at an idiot who parks his/her car in front of my house.  But then again, I am not going out so...  yeah, just leave it.  Still, I don't understand why some people would do thing that is convenient for them without even thinking about others.  Something wrong with the way dia punya moyang ajar dia.  Mimang kurang ajar ba orang < tut >!!!

ran-duhm pik-cher

Hunger Strike?

Laid-back Lou

Clockwise from top: Brown rice, pan fried fish, Spanish omelette, telu baka & spinach soup for dinner =)

Spinach Soup - after stirring the cream - I see fat chicken!

Big, big eyes!

How old are you?

Shorty is a 4 years old dog (in human years: a 29 years old lengchai).

LouLou is a 3 years old cat (in human years: a 29 years old lengchai, too!!!).

Sprinkled! is 4.25 years old (dog years) or 3.3 years old (cat years).

Sprinkled! is a young mommy!

;)

You do the math!

LouLou the Little Red Riding Hood

“When I play with my cat, who knows whether she is not amusing herself with me more than I with her.”

~ Michel de Montaigne quotes (French Philosopher and Writer. 1533-1592)

Source

LouLou was sleeping on my bed this morning,

and I was so tempted to wrap him with my blanket.

I am not sure if he looks like one little red riding hood;

or as if he was cocooned at the middle of a red rose.

I showed him this photo, but I guess I enjoyed it more than he did.

Picture perfect Thursday!

The Patrol Dog - off duty & playing in the rain!

Ahh!!!  I feel so much better exhausting you & myself by running around the garden!

The Rebel: I don't want to go to bed yet!  Let's play again!

Heavily sedated after being hypnotized (not really!)

The Sleeping Beast

Are the bedroom's door open now?

Hmm...  Early sleeper gets the nicest soft, warm spot!

Shorty have a lot of energy in him that he needs longer time to calm down and  sleep   rest.  LouLou, on the other hand, could just fall asleep within a few minutes after settling down in his favorite cozy spot on my bed.  Ooohhh yeah, he is a mean cat who likes to sleep right there in the middle, leaving me little space on either sides!

Good night!

Good Tuesday

LouLou:  "I'm sunbathing and I'm naked.  Sexy, not?"

I am counting my blessing (despite being sucked into the big black hole this morning - what a "nice" way to start someone's day!).

I survived the day.  I refuse to bow down to that thing.  "that thing" is not a human.  No human would show disrespect to the other human.  Ooh!  And for claiming "I'm from Kehel."  Patut laa...  Kuala Lumpur.  Everything about that thing is berlumpur (muddy)!  I rename that thing "Berek Be'che".  :-p  And I set his ringtone as "a bark dog".  Hahaha!  Mulau ni!  Shiok sendiri pula ba!

I went to Starbucks after work to test the environment since I am having a video call with someone VVIP tomorrow night!  Grrr!!!  If only the broadband connection at home is good; then I don't have to drive all the way down.  But just for this one special, important occasion.

Anyway, I wish I could find my favorite sunspot soon!  You see, LouLou have found his favorite spot!  Cheers to everyone who is looking or have found their favorite spot!

Sprinkled! vs. Shorty

Thank you, Shorty.

The floor was squeeky clean after one sweeping & three mopping.

No way I could verify that until this boy from the garden right into the room.

Perfect timing.

First, you check the washroom.

Tick.

No mold.

The rubbish bin is empty.

< Panting >

Gosh!  I wish I don't have to running up the staircase, he said.

Then he licked the wet floor.

Next, now that he already wet his paws, he is ready to audit my cleaning process.

< Doing a catwalk >

Nice work!  I love it!  I'll call LouLou so we can (rock n) roll on the floor!

Thank you, my boys!

I am here, July

Newsweek, yeah, I picked it just because of Diana & Kate.  Coffee.  Another coffee.  Less sweeter than the first mug.  Aww..  This serious read is draining me.  3rd coffee.  Ooh, let see if I can win anything from Cleo.  Gonna stop flipping.  Those lipsticks are so yummy, do you think I need a new lipcolor?!  I do, I do!!!  4th coffee.  Really, stop flipping!  5th coffee.  Empress Orchid.  What!?  Smell the . . . what?!  Whoa!

Shorty:  "It's alright if you don't want to bring me outside today.  I just love chasing you & LouLou in the house as much as running in the garden.  But can we go outside tomorrow?  I want to see the boy at the house over that bridge."

LouLou: "I have nothing nice to say.  Except that I hate roaming outside when you were home late.  Ooh, why were you late last night?  Why can't you leave the door open so I can go in & out whenever I like?  Alright.  I need my "me time" now.  Ta."

Misunderstood

That poor mixed breed German Shepherd had to be put to sleep by the owner!  I do not think she have a feeling for the dog when she said "That was a hard lesson for the kids."  I bet it was a very hard, harsh lesson for the dog.  Unjustified.  Just because it bite you once, it has to be punished i.e. put to sleep.

And she continued unashamedly to rectify:

And I want a purebred. I want to know what I'm getting into before I get into it.

Ppppfffttt!!!

When I took Shorty and LouLou home, there is no way for me to know what breed they are.  What kind of temperament they got.  No way of knowing what I am getting into.  NO WAY!!!

O M G !

These kind of people (put a dog to sleep just because of one, single bite!!!) just want an easy way out.  I never own a purebred pet so I have no idea how perfect are their behavior (won't bite babies/kids/adult, won't 'eat' your shoes/the chairs, won't scratch your most expensive lingerie).

Shorty had bitten LouLou once that it left the poor kitty with what I call a drill hole on his forehead.  That was one serious injury he had caused but no way I would put him to sleep or send him away!!!  I think he learned not to bite LouLou too hard when they are playing.  No more 'drilling'.  Licking is okie.  Hide and seek is okie.  Scratching and jumping on each other is okie as long as your target is not me!  :D

Animal learn.  We learn.


<  s i g h  >


Penelope Trunk learn too.  And put the poor thing to sleep!









X

T.G.I.F., yet, again!

Honestly speaking, the only time that I clean my room (i.e. change the bedding, sweep & double-mop the floor) is on Fridays.  Because I like to start my weekends doing nothing.  Because I like to wash away everything related to the heavy-duty, loaded working days.  It is like a ritual for me.  Psychologically comforting, I say.

It is also the longest time I would bar the boys from entering my room because it want it to be squeaky clean, fur-less, no funny-funny paw prints, doormat in the right position (LouLou likes to play with it, that sillymolly kitty!), no messing with the fresh bedsheet (again, LouLou always like to rasmi the newly changed bedsheet just to prove his kiasu-ness!), no Shorty scratching himself against the wall (Shorty, Mommy is proud of your artwork at the car porch's wall, but not in our room =.=).

r.i.n.a. asked what my plan for tomorrow.  Nothing.  Ooh!  Maybe I want to take my car for vacuum cleaning.  I had said this for the umpteenth times.  Either I was too lazy to make it; or the weather was not right; or I used that budget allocation to buy beauty stuff!  Hah!

The boys are so quiet downstairs.  Did they merajuk again?  (They always go sulking if I did not let them in.)  I better check them now.

Have a nice weekend!

F l u f f y

I went back to the house despite knowing that I can only spend a maximum of 20 minutes with the boys within the one-hour lunch break.

20 minutes driving home
20 minutes talk to the  F l u f f y  shrinks
20 minutes drive back to office

Lately nothing sparks an interest to me at work.  I tried.  I looked.  I observed.  I stopped.

Nothing!

That is worrisome.  I am so scared of getting bored with my job!

And I find it difficult to talk to the air-headed bunch.

So I drove home.

To my  F l u f f y  shrinks.

I left LouLou theCat outdoor with Shorty theDog when I left in the morning, he must have been glad that I was back during the lunchtime to let him in.

Shorty as the usual crazy self, half expecting me to take him for a stroll (seriously, under the scorching sun?!), and half wanting me to rub his belly.

F l u f f y  Shorty got belly-rubbing, while I was waiting for the water to boil.

F l u f f y  LouLou meowed me from the kitchen, asking if he can have a canned fish instead of the biscuit.

Now I got confused - who's the shrink?  Because it looks like I am the one responding to their needs; like how a psychiatrist responds to / analyzes a patient.

Nonetheless, in between feeding LouLou, playing with Shorty and having a hot drink (as my lunch!), I found my sanity.  At least I stopped thinking, worrying, analyzing about work.

My F l u f f y  boys!

Too bad it was raining when I got home in the second-half time.  Otherwise I will take Shorty strolling around the taman.

Full tank of happiness

Last Friday was a frightening one because LouLou theCat was not feeling very well.  I had to literally kick him off the bed which is so not him!  Because he is the one who literally kick me of my own bed everyday, rain or shine.  When he fell of the bed, I funnily thought he was still in dreamy, sleepy mode.  But not when I saw him groggily staggering on the stair, struggling to keep his balance.  He and Shorty always racing down to the food bowl and the main door, respectively.

I thought, could it be that I was overdosing him?  I checked his medicine labels over and over again.  Half a pill a day, after meal.  Cream, twice a day.  I felt so guilty to leave him at such unwell state!

The next day I rushed him to the vet, explaining to him in details of LouLou's progress (or deteriorating state of health, to be exact!).  I said in a desperate tone, "He went for a walk with me and Shorty everyday except on Friday.  He can't even barely jumped off the bed properly!  But he is eating well which I think is funny.  I mean, a sick cat normally won't have an appetite, right?"

So the vet checked the list of medicines Lou was having recently, took the box of the medicine and patiently read to the nervous catmommy "The side effects are drowsiness, diarrhea, vomiting, ..."  I cannot remember the rest but drowsiness was what apparently affecting my poor boy.

"I don't like what it does to your cat, so stop giving him that pill altogether.  He might be experiencing adverse drug reaction."  Thank god, some explanation there.  So no pills for LouLou.  I stop the cream too, just to make sure he is in a pink of health again before we start again.

I am watching him bullying Shorty while writing this.  Looks like LouLou is back on action again!  Ooh!  He is looking at me annoyingly, perhaps because he cannot find a spot on the bed because I have this laptop, some paper works (which I am supposed to review!!!), the bedtime snack (book) all over the bed.

Alright, I want to play with the boys now.

Goodnight!

We're at it again!

Previous post:  The boys' synchronized sleeping

Oops!  We did it again!

I'm coming home

It is almost time!  This song keeps playing in my head.

I'm coming home, I'm coming home

Tell the world I'm coming home

I'm going to reheat Shorty's food - I prepared a large portion last night and given him half this morning.  Forgotten to add carrot into his food, I am sorry, boy!  Mommywoof promise tomorrow's meal will have lots of green leaves and carrot.  Ooh, I am still considering whether to give raw food for him.

LouLou needs his bath.  Whoaaa!!!  I can almost hear him meowing at me from home "I thought that you've searched high and low on the internet about bathing your feline buddy and discovered that, I, the purrfect kitty, do not need to be bathed afterall.  Because - I hope you will learn after taking care of me for 3, 4 years - I know how to clean myself."  Erk...  Mommymeow is speechless here but still insists to get him human-like shower.  I love you, Lou!

New therapeutical afternoon reading

Love Meow - for Ultimate Cat Lovers

Ditto.

Airy Monday

Piccsy :: go to bed now

Sigh.  Monday.

I am supposed to be in the bed now to replace my sleep-depriving Sunday night.  Too bad!

1. I am not the one who can set "come to work whenever you want" rule.
2. Work is waiting.  Loads of it, as a matter of fact.

Anyway, I found that the punishment for the kitten killer is way too lenient:

If found guilty of abusing the kittens, Chow faces either a fine of RM200, six months in prison or both.  Excerpt from The Star

Depressed or not, I would say NO to animals cruelty!


P.S.  I am sending LouLou theCat for neutering this weekend.  No more headache, no more heartache for dear Okaa-san!

Why it is still there?

Melancholy (Edvard Munch Gallery)

Here I am...  Comparing LouLou's fresh, boyish face and his rugged look (he's defending it by saying: "I'm a big man now.").

Sigh...  What a huge different.

I have lost all his baby photos, the ones left are what I have got in the old blog - which is why I am still keeping and updating it.

Sigh...  I don't know why I feel so nostalgic with my boys today.  Especially LouLou.

Sometimes Most of the time, I feel guilty for leaving LouLou sleeping outside for the whole night while I sleep in my comfortable bed.  Sometimes he won't come back before midnight; and I will be freaking mad because I had spent my whole night waiting for him when I know I should have my early rest.

That stupid cat.

Maybe r.i.n.a. is right.  Maybe I should ask the vet to spay him.

Battle v.3, I think?

Yet.  Another.  Stupid.  Fight.

He wasn't home yet when I came back from work yesterday.  This silly boy secretly appeared and curi-curi finishing his food before he cabut again for another fight - my wild guess, thanks to his nature!  Thanks to my highly alert housemates who told me "I think you need to see your cat; his face is so bloody!"

Mind you, I just bathed them on Monday.  So right on the following day he came back to me with wounds and bruises and scratches!  Niamah!  I expect them to remain immaculate at least for a day.  A day, only!

Today I bought him that funny-looking shield to prevent him from licking the cream.  He hates it so much and tries to take it off as I am writing this.  Aww LouLou, just be a little patient, okie?  When the cream is dry we'll take it off and you can sleep nicely.

My room smells like a hospital now.  Even looks like one because all of the cotton pads, hydrogen peroxide, antiseptic spray and the cream!

Huhuhu...  I don't care about the smell now.  I just want him to heal quickly.

I miss LouLou

I've been letting LouLou to sleep at the car porch for few days since last week.  It is not that I hate him.  Far from that notion.  It is just that he failed to return home after the curfew (a.k.a. my bedtime).  So I only see him before I go out to work.  Here are some stuff I searched this morning (about cat, obviously) because I sort of miss him.

A Day in the Life of a Cat

Almost like LouLou's diary.  Almost.  Which makes me smile - so far none of my colleagues caught me smiling alone (at the computer screen!) so I'm safe for now.  I mean, at least none of them would think that I'm a crazy office mate.

Calvin and Hobbes

Hobbes is not exactly a cat.  But tiger & cat are family, aren't they?  Uhmmm... someone please teach me about animal kingdom.

“Every dog has his day - but the nights are reserved for the cats”
Yeah, our different sleeping patterns sometimes drives me cranky.  Can you believe that he wants to go out as early a 5a.m.?  =.=

Cheating cat

Aha!  I'm very sure that this macho kid is in the learning process.  He would disappear for few days & come home sleeping for 24 hours without touching a single piece of biscuit in his bowl.  If you're away from home without food, you'll grab the food first before you rest, make sense, no?

Killer cat

Tested positive.  That evil cat!

Multipersonalities Kitty

To all cat lovers,

Cheers!  Monday is not that blues when I think of my LouLou.

^_____^

Photo credits to rainbow kitsune

P.S.  My favorite one is Cat as Girl with a Pearl Earring.

P.P.S  The Mona Lisa pose!  Oh my!  Makes me giggling secretly behind my cubicle!

P.P.P.S  Visiting Jetoy makes me go crazy with the cat-sy stuff!!!