Hey, I'm back...!

It's been over a month since my last post, eh? Might as well put a few words in...otherwise all these inner thoughts will really make my head explode. A lot of things have been happening over the past 4 weeks:

1. Shaggy didn't turn up, so we said our goodbyes to the lil dude in our own way;

2. My wife went for treatment, and this has knock her off her feet for a few weeks...what treatment? Fertility - for those who don't know, we have been trying to have a baby of our own for the last 7 years. For those who still don't know yet - fertility treatment is biased, usually it's the women who has to go through all those poking, medication and injection. Usually the men have to sit down, wait and scratch our heads thinking of what we should do next. As for me, after seeking advice from the doctors; I have taken and am still taking some herbal, and some modern medication to help with the treatment - I just hate sitting around and doing nothing.

3. Treasure hunting activities on hold - unofficially, until at least my wife gets back on her feet. With her down, our treasure hunting team is 50% "injured" - I'm not sure what to do until I know what's what in the next week or so;

4. Shaggy's mum is prodcutive - we may have lost him, but gained 3 new lil kittens. I'll post some pix soon - I just have to figure out what to do with them, I've banned my wife from handling them so she watches them from far - but they are just too small to be left alone without supervision. For those who don't know, the mother is a "hot-babe" cat - always with a boyfriend around so she tends to leave the lil kittens alone. Adoi.

I'll be back. Hopefully soon.

Chronicles of Shaggy...M.I.A.

I wish I had some good news...and I've actually waited a few days just to be sure. But alas, no good news and I am sure. Shaggy's gone. The lil dude went out some time during Tuesday night, and never came back.

For my wife, it was heartbreaking. She loved the lil dude so much, she cried for days praying that he comes back, at the very least be safe and have food to eat out there. I could still feel the tears dropping on my arms as she wept for the lil dude. For me, I wished I hadn't made the decision to give him a chance to venture outside. He had so much fun running around that our house is too small for him. So, I decided to let him out once in awhile. On that fateful night he went out, and didn't come back.

My colleagues and staff had several theories when I told them this, the worse I won't mentioned but the most hopeful (but heartbreaking) is that someone found Shaggy so cute that they just could not resist to cat-nap him. If that is the case, my hope is that they will take care and love him as much as we do.

I've looked everywhere around the park and around the area at our neighbourhood, but there's no sign of him. My wife searched high and low for him as well, but the only thing we agreed on was that all the other known neighbourhood cats are around, but there's no Shaggy.

I like to write more on this, but I feel tears coming out from my eyes. He touched everyone's hearts with his antics, more so my wife who he likes to play around with. As for me, well...he'll always be that lil wet kitten who yelled at me when I was saving him from the brink of death...

Shaggy, we miss you...

Chronicles of Shaggy...Part II

Just an update on si kenit…went to see the vet on Sunday and found out that he has worms festing in his big belly. So the vet gave him antibiotics (?) I think, and vaccine. He has to go and have his shots again in a month’s time, and a regular visit every 3 months. Other than that he’s in perfect health.

I’m also happy to say that I’ve been right to call Shaggy a “he”, as the vet confirmed his gender. Hehe…I asked the vet whether he can ascertain Shaggy’s gender, and he asked “what do you think?” So I said I thought lil dude must be a “he”. The pet shop guy said that it’s gonna be a bit difficult to tell because Shaggy’s still small. The vet checked Shaggy’s err...private parts, and said “Yes, a he…no wait, a she…..” As I was about to say: alamak, I was wrong….he said “hang on, yes…definitely: a HE….”

Yeay, for lil dude!

Lil Shaggy

Continuing on from the 3 lil kittens' story, there's only 1 surviving kitten. I guess God had plans for the lil dude, and it was my wife who found it alive and well amongst her pots of flowers and plants. That I think, soothes her pain and shock of finding the dead kitten a few days before. She wondered what to do about the surviving kitten, and I told her that we might as well keep the kitten inside the house, to make sure that at least the lil dude will get a fighting chance to grow up stronger.

When I got back in the morning, as soon as I saw the kitten at the pots, I took the lil dude inside. Since we didn't have any cage or proper place for safekeeping, I barricaded the lil dude inside the bathroom. I know it's a bit uncomfortable, and he didn't like it, but it's for his own safety.

The mother, unfortunately, has a lot of...er...admirers...haha...Yeah, the male cats seem to be waiting in line to get a piece of her. She's a pretty cat...haha...like a cat version of Erra Fazira, as I described her to my friends. We're worried and suspected that it was one of the male cats that killed the 2 other kittens.


We finally bought a cage for the lil kitten, just so that he has a place to sleep in, and to keep him from roaming around the house and leaving his...er..presents... :-) And we keep him in the house, so that no other cats can bother him except for the mother. We let him out whenever me or my wife is at the house. And the mother does come by to visit, whenever she's not with one of the "boyfriends"...haha...She nurses the lil dude, although I'm not sure if there's still milk left in her...How do I check that eh...??

Anyways, the lil dude is kinda thin, which worries my wife. So she bought some kitten food, and more food for the mother as well. At least if the mother is around, she can keep the lil dude company while he eats. Which she does, regularly...I think she's beginning to understand why we keep her kitten in the house, so she waits for her "visiting time", and when it comes, she uses it fully.

The kitten, we nicknamed Shaggy...after the character in Scooby Doo...When the others were around, he was the most scared of them all. Always hiding behind something either a pot, wall or even behind my shoes. So that's why we named him "Shaggy". But now, we noticed that he carries the traits of the other 2 kittens as well. Explorer like the kitten we nicknamed "Indy", always going around the house, trying to climb up the stairs to follow my wife, but can't since he's small. And he also carries the "space out" look like the other kitten, which we nicknamed "Putom"...It's kinda funny looking at him running around the house, and since he's so small, we keep reminding ourselves to look at our feet as we walk, as he tends to follow us around the house.

Hope he survives...Here's to Shaggy...the lil dude...