Wednesday, February 20, 2008

chatterbox is back in school

the ultra chatty girl is back in school bouncing in good health.

she's so cute! *chi-chi-cha-cha-meow-meow-meow* talks nonstop.

damy (the pet taxi guy) said that the vet was so in love with her that he personally attended to all her meals. so sweet of him. :)

i'm so glad she is now safely back in school.

let the pictures do the talking!








Monday, February 18, 2008

thank you my lucky stars

was feeling horrible a few days back. damy called and said that the cat was not too good. she was near her labour and the babies were quite big already (sniff.. sniff...) she bled alot after the operation and was very weak and could not really stand. she was operated on last wed afternoon and will only be released tomorrow. poor baby.. i've caused her to lose her babies and weakened her health.. sigh.. i know i shouldnt be thinking this way.. should i have waited till she has given birth? sigh. whats done cannot be undone. lets pray for her good health! will give her a nice can food tomorrow and give her lotsa sayang. she's sooo tame and manja.. she really ought to be in a home. but whats her chances?...

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Friendly Tortoise-shell





this friendly and manja tortoise shell cat was sent for sterilization on 13th Feb. i think she might be pregnant. sigh. its between the lesser of the 2 evils. her op is likely to be scheduled this morning and she will rest at damy ho's (pet taxi guy) friend's pet shop and be released back in school on Monday.

Saturday, January 26, 2008

Elusive

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Her resting place











*where Elusive will gallop carefree, no more pain.. no more suffering*

Goodbye Elusive.. you will be missed

at 6am this morning, i received an sms from mr ang, the chinese security guard who also shares the same worries and angst over the ailing cat.

"the cat died, i'm so sorry."

i stoned for a minute. i do feel relieved in some ways as i know Elusive is free from her suffering now. then i started tearing, because of my own attachment to her.

Elusive was lying in almost the same spot i left her last evening. There were 2 blobs of poo on the t-shirt. perhaps she has been constipated all this while she must have felt good when she finally could poo.

uncle zain, the malay security guard, who has been her caregiver for the past 3 years, dug a hole in the ground behind the room where she died and buried her this morning. he clothed her in the school shirt and buttoned up all the way and only the face was revealed. he tucked her in nicely, bundled up, in the malay way, he says. Her body was already stiff. uncle zain said he couldnt sleep last nite. his mind kept wandering to the cat. he also knew that she wouldnt make it. a fellow cat-lover colleague saw Elusive last evening. we were both stroking her. at one point, i got up to check to see if the "coast was clear" of the P, my friend said Elusive lifted up her head and tried to see where i went. i almost cried when i heard this.

as this school busy and burden herself with all the unnecessary work, a sweet little cat left this world. unnoticed by the all-very-important tight-ass "educators" who view strays as trash and pest. unmoved by her suffering, untouched by her spirit.

will take a picture of her "tomb" later.

thank you all for the well-wishes.

i know i'm not alone.

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Not looking good

brought Elusive back to the little room before I left today. Laid some old t-shirt for her to lie on. she was really quite limp by then. stroked her and comforted her. told her to let go if she is really is in pain. not sure if she is really in great pain or not. she seemed relaxed and just really really very tired. i'm sure she is tired, all her life, living as a stray, exposed to all the harsh elements of the environment. she is a really beautiful tabby girl with gorgeous stripes. stayed with her for a long time, just stroking her little head. i've a pretty strong feeling that she would go tonight, that we would find a lifeless body in the room tomorrow morning. the poor baby...