Home at Last!!!

Last week before heading back to KB, I managed to distribute the missing cat ad to every postbox in 4 lanes of my neighborhood.
Its really sweating I can conclude now it was killing two birds with a stone.
Because all the efforts were paid off and I had pumped more oxygen into my lung by walking.
And two vets clinics in Tmn Melawati and Pinggiran Ukay.
Given the time constraint upon blik kg plan, more ads were copied and folded to be distributed to the remaining lanes/blocks.
Allah has tested me in faith and calm.

1st, never, ever to give up.
Even my daughter said : " Tomorrow Abang Comel (the cat) will return home!" so confidently.
And my hubby was criticised by me for saying : " Maybe fate has decided that he only with us for 6 years!". Spank on you darling !!!
Yes, he should learn not to loose hope so easily.
How come he didnt in his business but gave up on the cat???

The verdict, when I was on the way up to the city last nite my brother who was home at UB suddenly called and informed that a good samaritan form the neighborhood has brought Comel home in one piece, with only minor cuts from cats fights of course.
To him I asked him to get their numbers.
This morning when I got home, I just shouted his name off from the gate wihout even considering that my neighbors would call me 'mad ladt etc'.

Besides his shabby look and the dirt, he has developed a pus on his ear as a result of infection from disclosed cut.
So then I rushed him to the nearby vet, which he became reluctant as usual.
He refused to get off the cage to be laid on exam bar for the vet to check on his real injury.
Then when she tried to clean the pus, he gave the defensive sound or 'GGrrrrr' ready to strike.
As a result, we (me n the doc) resolved that he needs to be on anesthetic for the whole body cleaning.
So he was boarded for a nite.

I was in mixed emotions; joy, blessed, thankful, sad, mad, etc, etc so I couldnt manage to shoot even a photo of him.

But, I was so relieved to have him again, thankful to Allah for giving me more opportunity to continue what I did, and sending me a good person who is responsible, helpfulvenough to lend me their hands even though we didnt know each other.
Insyaallah Comel will heal off.

Thanks to many invisible helping hands and friend for their cats networks.
Alhamdulillah!!! I bowed to You!

Lost

The Ad : MISSING CAT

Description : Flurry Siamese mixed
Gender : Male
Fur Color : White, no spots/strips
Eye Color : Odd Eyes (Blue & Yellow)
Other Info : Adorable/Charming look but mild
Fierce. In bad health (sore-throat & flu). Trimmed/shaved fur at tail. Colarless.
Lost Date : 16th May Evening approx 4pm
Residence Address : UB10, Tmn Ukay Bistari
Please Contact If Found/Seen : Nik 012-6652531 OR Niki 012-9154340.

OR, Please Return If Locked Inside Your House/Cage!!!
TQ / Terima Kasih.



The whole family is still grieving over the lost of my late dad last 11th.
Suffering of severe chest pain and being kicked out of hospital even though he was in deep need of doctor care, finally he rested in piece.
What to do, our free government health delivery system is still in poor condition.
Sigh....


After few days returning to KL, our dearest cat, Comel was lost, or missing.
This is the 1st incident after almost 7 years been with us.
Whenever he ecsaped from the cage before, he never failed to return home.
But this time its really fishy.
He must have been caught and kidnapped, and traveled to other place outside neighborhood, OR, he was locked in cage by whoever they think they are.

I am in the midst of distributing the missing cat ad throughout the neighborhood.
Comel, being the cutest cat decsribed by most people, was easily identifiable.

He was so adorable, with charming look, but one cannot really go near or touch him, he may scratch (not bite) in a blink of seconds, leaving the victim (like me) a bloody, painful cut.

Anyone nearer, or far, who might have glimps of him, please let me know.

I AM TIRED OF LOSING, even though you may say : "Its LIfe!"

Pets and Cats: Part II : (Another?) Death

(Here is another lengthy essay, so readers beware and sit tight!)

My emotion have suffered from few cats deaths before.

As we grew older, we tend tend to become a bit emotional, after passing few emotionals, tragedies, broken hearts, hurts moments in the life cycles.

Yes, nothing is more saddening watching someone die (or pass away) in front of us, even some of us may shed tears watching the scenes from soaps (or Cerekarama, or Hindustanis movies).

But nothing beats the melodramatics of real life experience itself.

Comel's girlfriend, the late Comot has given birth 2 times.

Comot is a local stray cat that my mother-in-law suggests to my hubby to bring back to KL to be Comel abd Abus' companions.

Because, they are giving me endless headache of their horny howling.

Believe me, its very stressful.

And I was worried that their howles will disturb our neighbors.

When staying with us, Comot has never been vaccinated.

And she was so skinny.

Poor thing I underlook the matter.

My guess was she was malnourished when being a strays, so in the hope our usual cat food diet will fatten her a bit.

But still her conditions not much improved.

Even in her less healthy condition, she has given birth to 4 (again?) lovely kittens.

Two browns and two oranges and there are Comels'.

Sadly none managed to survive even with her breastfeeds.

Her 2nd birth were last 3rd AidilFitri.

Two blacks and two greys.

No need to guess, they are definitely Abus'.

She breastfeed them, but one bad day she was too weak to live.

She passed away during emergency examination at Jln Tun Razak Animal Centre on 3rd October.

Leaving all the fours.

So I bought four feeding bottles with nipples and few packs of kitten milk.

But they are too weaks to survive too, two passed away one after one.

Even though with their previous breastfeed milk when the mum was alive, her worsened condition did not provide a good antibody to them.

I've learned my lesson enough so on 4th I brought Comel and Abu to vet for a complete feline vaccination.

That left us with the remaining two who managed to remain alive , we named them Hitam and Beleh (because she is so petite).

A pair of male and female.

They like to play together, chasing and wrestling.

Since I dont want to cage arrest them so much like Comel and Abu, I let them cage-free in our front yard.

But they sometimes cross the fence and play under my car parked outside, and it across the road location that worries me much.

I tried to calm myself, trying to accept the fact that the road is a dead-end lane for the houses in the row usage.

Anywhen possible when I noticed they were playing there I will shout them to come inside the garden and they abide.

But, last 3rd, around 8pm on the Monday nite, a car speed in front my house and Hitam was crossing the road.

I was at the gate watching the accident.

The white MyVi driver (none of our neighbor, but maybe someone's visiting friend) bumped Hitam.

He just went off.

Its less than 150m in front of me.

In pain he crawled slowly back to me.

When I held him in my lap, he was in a pain and struggling.

In 5 secs, he went off. No blood, maybe internal injury.

I was like, crazy for a while.

In all states of bad emotions I can describe: sad, angry, dissappointed, angry, guilty, sorrow, heartbroken, grieved,dispaired, distressed, etc etc.

Beleh came inside right after the mishap.

So I put them in the cage with her gone brother Hitam resting on their bed for the last time.

My brother came back from his outing and we digged for his grave next to my car parking across the road.

He was buried to peace that night.

My hubby came back from office and was very mad at me he even teased me to let go off all the cats so that car can hit them, or others keep them inside their house (because Comel is so...people tend to do so with beautiful things they like even though the things are not abandon property. Yes, by rule of tort anybody can posses an abandon, unclaimed property.)

Now, we only have one kitten; Beleh for Waielah to cuddle and play with......

~Beleh in the cage with her dead brother.
As I was enjoying their companies very much, I really didnt snap any photo of Hitam at all not knowing one day he will leave us all....

Pets and Cats - Part I

I had my 1st cats as pet at the age of ten if I am not mistaken.
(Am I getting absent-minded?)
Lovely kitten were born in our house, so I named it Harry, Barry, Mary (so mat saleh's taste that time).
Being young pet keeper, I lost them one by one.
What I remembered one died, cannot recall which 'ry, and the twos were MIAs.

Later, more cats were born, we kept them, and some strays came to our shade.
Ironically, the love towards them only developed among me and my late mum.
So my father, tried his best to chase them away, ride them to the wet markets in gunny sack, and dropped them there.

After few attempts, no matter how far from house he dropped them, funnily they managed to come back safe and sound.
So we (me and late mum) welcomed them with open arms and pat them, showered them with love.

My late mum was a tender and loving person, my my watchful eyes contrasts with my dad, who is a bit stricter, ahem, enough said.
She even played with them, like the way a mother play with her babies.
She even said, the house is so shady and warm, which invites lots of cats, which in turn brought us some rezeki.
Pity all the cats had no more guardian when she passed away.

My 1st after married (and many years of no cats life) cat encounter was Comel.
A friend of a friend was giving away all her cats and and my husband brought me back Comel.
Our 1st night experience was like, we went to bed leaving him outside the room and we heard few noise as there were people walking around the house.
When we woke up the next morning, we found our Gardenia plastic was on the floor, and yes, he pooped on the floor.
The rest, the house became his when we left for work.

A month later I was pregnant after trying to conceive for almost 2 years.
And later when my husband found that Comel was too lonely, he brought back a mate for Comel. And four kittens were born when I was warded for a week before giving birth to Waielah.
They are lovely, as lovely as Comel even though the mum was only a local cat.

My husband is too paranoid.
Given Waielah was pre-matured and needs extra care and precaution, he sent the whole family except Comel to SCPA.

And not long after that my hubby found an abandoned flat-nose under a car in our car park.
So Comel had another mate.
And we had another four flat-nosed kittens.
Whenever balik kg, Comel and Co. were never left unattended at home.
Instead, they also balik kg. Unless they are others to attend to them while we were away.

Most people compliment and adored their flat-nose, wide eyes and importantly hairy nice fur.
3 were adopted, and only 1 left; Kelabu.
Later we were told that by their foster parents that all of them also died.
I was very frustrated, sad, and mopping.
None of kittens died in my care (except one in next part II and on) and all did when adopted.

~" I am Comel and look at my fangs that I always dig onto mummy..."


~" I like to play inside the house, and have tried to leave my 'treasures' here and there.."

~" I loved the carpets...." and yes they were sent to laundry very often because of you!

~"hey, my name is Abu, and I am mean.."

~Waielah likes to play with Abu and the kitten