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Rest in Peace, Leng Chai!

I've lost tracks of how many deaths I've faced, as far as cats are concerned. But each and every one never fails to leave a very empty feeling in my heart.

My neighbours got back from the vet that day, told us that even the doctor couldn't do anything about Leng Chai. They had decided to take him home and leave him to die in the box. I couldn't bring myself to go and see him in that state. Watching him in so much pain would be so very painful to me.

Photo: Leng Chai (far behind), when he was strong and alive, with Coco on our neighbour's car.

Get Well Soon, Leng Chai!

To think that I wanted to be a vet when I was 10!

Now, after more than 10 years later, I still can't stand the sight of injured animals. And today, I had to witness how Leng Chai was struggling in pain after he was hit by a car last night. No words could describe how I felt; it was just plain horrible!

By the way, Leng Chai is one of our neighbours' tom-cats. I suppose due to the fact that we ourselves own cats, Leng Chai and Coco (Leng Chai's partner-in-crime) would frequent our house - eating, socializing, or merely lepaking. But Coco is the adventurous type, so soon he started embarking on his own journey around the neighbourhood and doing his own thing.

Leng Chai, on the other hand, is the "softie" one. He whines for attention; he's very affectionate to us - he would even curl himself around your feet to get you to notice him!

I managed to force - okay, it was actually "to plead" - one of my neighbours to bring Leng Chai to the vet. He was nonchalant at first, and that fueled the anger within me. Such animal owners! Why do they want to keep pets, but don't want to be responsible for them?

Photo: Leng Chai when he was at his best health.

I Would Rather Being Broken-hearted By A Guy!

The 3rd of January will always be remembered as yet another heart-breaking day in my life. How could a day that started off so well ended as a painful life experience that I don't think I can ever forget?

In the morning, helping out with the clients' needs and watching them smile back at me made my day. In the afternoon, late lunch with Nisa at Coffee Bean was great - girls' talks never fail to lift my spirit. But in the evening, there I was... climbing the stairs and anticipating to see her in my room after a hard day at work, cheerfully calling out her nickname.

There was no reply.

Typically she would answer me back with her sweet chortles whenever her nickname was being called. I assumed she was in the balcony and couldn't hear me, so I checked. Again, I greeted her. For the second time, there was silence.

I started to become frantic, bursting back into my room and looking at the cage - and only found her partner, Popcorn, there and standing still. I looked inside the wardrobe, where it is always kept open, just in case she was hiding between the hangers - one of among her favourite spots. I bended on my knee and scanned under my bed.

I searched all over the places in the house... but Sun-Ray was nowhere to be found. That instant I knew Sun-Ray, my female pearl cockatiel, was gone.

My sister and brother, who had been at home the entire day, had completely no idea where she was - an explanation not quite to my satisfaction. The windows of my bedroom were still closed, just as the way they were before I left to work that morning. What had happened to her?

What ever did I do wrong? The question kept circling in my head as I succumbed to the fact that I'm going through the very same hell as the time I found out my sun conure, Spunky, flew out of the window. How I wish it was all a nightmare and would million times rather being broken-hearted by a guy than having my 'baby' out of my life.

Photo: Goodbye, Sun-Ray!

Welcome to Your New Home, Popcorn!

In this entry, I'd like to introduce you readers to a Lutino cockatiel recently bought as a birthday gift from my sister. The name's Popcorn, and I know I once had a Lutino cockatiel chick with that name, but I just can't think of anything else to name this cockatiel cock and feel that the name suits him.

Photo: Introducing... Popcorn!

At first, I intended to get Sun-Ray a whiteface. After surveying and searching at several places, I couldn't find the right one. My last stop was Macau pet Trading, a pet supplier store in Bandar Tasik Selatan that I frequently visit. Although there was quite a number of white-faced cockatiels available, they were young and rather inactive.

As I was scanning each and every one of the potential male companion for my baby girl at home, this Lutino cockatiel caught my attention with his happy chirps at the next cage. I diverted my view to look which one was it, and there he was... whistling cheerfully to other cockatiels, and approaching them and trying to be friendly but only getting cold shoulder, instead!

I'd made up my mind. The rest, as they say, is history...

For a cockatiel that has lived with several other 'tiels before, it didn't take long for Popcorn to get along with Sun-Ray. On the contrary, my girl has been aloof towards him. But from my observation, he's been patient and persistent.

I certainly hope that one day Sun-Ray will learn to accept Popcorn as her partner. Love takes time, doesn't it?

Photo: He wants to get to know her better, but she prefers to have that Grainola Bar!