Money don't grow on trees...

I was financially taken aback when Yibbe got sick. His hospital bills, his medication, special diet, his follow-up... was costing me a lot. But i didn't want to give up. Even though he is an animal, he is not JUST an animal. He makes me happy, so i owe him something. At least i can make his life happy towards the end. That is the least i could do.

I am moving up north come July. So need extra cash for the trip, the move etc.

A few conferences are coming up. I have to attend 3 local but major ones. That shall be costing me a lot too.... the trip back to KL, the registration fees and what not.

I shall not borrow from my parents. I think i have too much pride.

I will scrape through. Eat maggie if i have to. Cut down on my unnecessary expenses. Eat out less etc.

Let's not even mention the credit card payments...

As i ponder upon my financial woes, when i checked my account, i found a few extra grands in my bank, apart from the monthly salary. I was pleasantly surprised.

I think it was my backdated salary. I had just submitted my SKT forms and they have updated my tangga gaji.

The money came at the perfect time of need.

I am grateful. Helping out Yibbe was a good cause, and God has answered my prayers.

More Cats for Adoption...

I found Chiko at the parking lot few weeks ago. He looks so much like CocoLee, i thought they could be from the same mother. He was thin, dirty and hungry. I noticed he was limping on one leg. I thought perhaps i could give him some food, then send him back where i found him.

So i fed him, then i put him outside the house. He sat at the door, waiting. I tried to shoo him away, he just sat there looking at me.

I let him in... again. This time, for good.

It always started off this way. One minute you didn't want the cat to go hungry, the next you just don't have the heart to let them go hungry for long. Like Misha, Memeng, Coco, Tamtam, Baby. I just have this soft spot for felines or other furry creatures. I mean, who else would cry her heart out watching National Geographic ehh??

I hope he finds a good home. Though he limps (i think he had a fractured or dislocated knee joint), he runs as fast when chasing after the toy mouse, and as playful as Coco and Tamtam.

Chiko on my sejadah. He looks excatly like CocoLee. I think he is about 4-5 months old.

See... But Coco's fur is more brown, hence the name Coco. But they look almost alike...

Coco and Chiko hitting off well together. My cats don't fight. Except Memeng who slaps all cats who comes near her, except Misha. If cats from different mommy can live under one roof together in harmony, why can't siblings from the same parents? Sad... isn't it?

Coco posing manja and Chiko was about to jump on the camera phone.

Chiko getting comfortable with the rest of the household. From upper left clockwise... Tamtam, Baby, CocoLee and Chiko.

Cats for Adoption...

This post is not without a heavy heart...

I will be moving up north come July... then back to KL in November for my finals. Then in December i will be transferred to God-knows-where.

My sis will be holding on to the apartment as she is still commuting to Shah Alam to continue her studies. But it is unfair for her to look after the 11 cats alone.

Yeah, you didn't get me wrong.

ELEVEN...

I have 3 adult cats with one very sick, 2 six-months-old, 1 four-months-old (at least i think so), a mommy and her 4 barely-a-month-old kitties.

I am at wits end. I have asked my staff, my neighbours. I have pestered my parents to ask their cat-loving friends. I thought of sending them to SPCA but i know they'll put them down if at certain period of time, no one wanna take them home for adoption. It shall be my last resort.

This is my desperate attempt to find good homes for my kitties.

They are fun, loving creatures (apart from the occasional vandalism of furnitures and your legs). They brought me joy and happiness, when no humans could.

But i just cannot be their mommy anymore.

I need to take extra care for the ailing Yibbe.

Yibbe when he was still a picture of health.

Misha... 3 year-old. Healthy, fun, manja, can be fierce sometimes. Vaccinated, de-flead, de-wormed, neutered. Likes to sleep in high places.

Memeng... 3 year-old. Misha's best friend. Female. Vaccinated, de-flead, de-wormed, neutered. She is deaf. Loves the vacuum cleaner. She weighs a whopping 5.6kg. Loves to eat and sleep... takes after me actually.

Tamtam... 6 months old. Male. Vaccinated, de-wormed, de-flead. Loves to scratch my legs. Sleeps on sofa and anything soft and fluffy... that includes me. Extra ability - disappearing in the dark.

CocoLee. 6 months-old. Male. Vaccinated, de-wormed, de-flead. Very manja. Loves to lick my face in the morning to wake me up for Subuh. Tamtam's sparring partner. Like any macho stud, loves to scratch his balls like in this picture.

I have more pics of Baby and her 4 kitties, and Chiko our latest addition. But blogger dashboard is playing up.

Next entry then...

FeLV...

It stands for Feline Leukaemic Virus. And that is what my darlin Yibbe has. No wonder he was still not well even after a week's course of antibiotics for the blood parasite from fleas infestation.

There is no cure for it. I was devastated when i heard the news. Have been crying day and night. I cry everytime i look at him. I felt so helpless. That is one of the worst feelings in the world... not being able to help your loved ones.

Between ferrying him to the vet, work and completing my thesis, i did not have much time for anything else.

Then i noted that he was bumping into things. Being an eye doctor, i was able to diagnose that Yibbe has bilateral uveitis, secondary to the FeLV.

He was going blind.

I was heartbroken.

Yesterday, i cradled him on my lap as i feed him. He ate from my hand. Then he put his paws on my chest and hid his head under my neck.

I just could not hold my tears...

Dazed...

I am dazed and confused...

I shall be on-call 3 days in a row...

I will be the only Registrar left for the whole of my department, of the whole Hospital...

Everyone else will be in Singapore for the Asia-Pacific Congress...

I passed thru the crowded alley and saw wheelchairs with ED stamped behind the backrest...

It was supposed to mean Emergency Department...

But i kept thinking... Erectile Dysfunction...

Why? Oh why?????