Beautiful.Mind.Life

HONDA CIVIC 1.5 EX ED3 1991 – WHEEL ADJUSTMENT

Damaged tie rod end

Damaged rims (3 of 4)

Alignment

Balancing

Dirty power steering fluid

On-Wheel balancing

TOTAL = 717.60

HALF-PERSIAN 2006 JUNIOR – A FIGHT OVER DIGNITY CHAMPION

Vet’s consultation

Leg surgery

In-ear surgery

A dose of Anaesthesia

Prescription drugs

TOTAL = 360.00

Over a thousand spent in one day. ONE DAY!

Dear May,

I still remember the first time my mother brought you to us. You were very small. Your orange fur was pale, but you had a pair of bright bluish eyes.

As you grew up with us around you, we tried hard to make ourselves comfortable with your presence. We had June earlier than you, but you somehow managed to get along with him pretty well. I guess it was just your nature. You could get along with anyone without any hesitation.

You were very naughty. You bite everything. You were always there when we were having our meals. You would try to apply your slick tactics just to get close to our food. That was why you would always be left alone in the toilet, locked inside until we finish. Hehe…that was really funny, as you would pull inside the toilet’s doormat using your tiny leg.

I will never forget the time when we played together. Remember that you once jumped over me when I lied down, so high that you looked like flying? I still have the video of it in my phone, and I even sent it out to my dad, trying to tell him how crazy you were when you play.

You never knew the meaning of exhausted. You played like hell. You ran here and there. You jumped everywhere. You enjoyed yourself teasing June, which was 4 or 5 times bigger than you. You just didn’t care, as long as you have someone plays with you.

I took you for a bath one day, and you never looked so funny. You fur was totally wet, and it exposed how small you were. You were scared as hell. You fought all the way, but hey, you were just a kitten. You could never fight a man…hehe.

You did bad things too, despite your cuteness when you play. You pissed on our bed several times. You pissed on the newspapers and magazines. You even pissed on my travel bags. Worse, you even dumped your dung sometimes around the house, even though we bought you a nice pack of sand and container for you on that purpose.

Yes, I know. Sometimes we’ve been very hard on you. Especially me. Sometimes I thougt I was too hard on you. I hit your ears most of the time. I slapped your head hard enough to make you scared of me (well, for few minutes only). We were very angry when you took your leak as if the house is a huge toilet bowl. We were very angry too when you just didn’t want to understand that we don’t want to be bothered when we were eating. We gave you nice and expensive food, but you still wanted what we were eating. Chicken, rice, ice cream, buah kurma…everything. What kind of cat were you?

But hey, we do love you. We always do. I was far away from you when you left. When Mama told me that you were gone, I tried hard not to think of the memories we had together, because it will only bring tears to my eyes. I was there when you were happy. I was there when you were sick. I was there when you grew up and blossomed. But I wasn’t there when you die.

Thank you, for everything. For taking care of Mama when I wasn’t home. For being a great companion to us, and also to June. Now he’s going to be alone. The doctor said he was crying and looking for you, that makes me feel so sad when thinking about it.

You were very naughty, but we loved you.You were scarily playful, but we loved you.You were bad at times, but we loved you.No matter what, we really loved you, and we still do even when you were gone.

Take care of yourself in the next life.

May you rest in peace.

p/s: I really hope that you could read this, so that you’d know how much we love you.

With love,
Papa & Mama

We went to the only pet shop in Kemaman (which is also a vet clinic), and brought back a five month old Junior, or as we called him, June. He was big, more like a 2-year old adult rather than 5-month old kitten, yet he still eat kittens food, that costs me RM62 for a 3.6kg pack. Lagi mahal dari beras yang tuan dia makan. Busut betul.

June is brilliant. But one thing we don’t like about him is he’s not as adorable as we thought all cats are. Arrogant perhaps. He won’t stay not even 3 seconds if we place him on top of our laps, like most of the cat lovers do with their cats. Other than that, he’s awesome. Makan banyak tak ingat, banyak cantik betul muka dia. Dahla mahal. My wife loves him so much. So does my mum. She even quoted June as “tall, dark and handsome” (eleh…macamla aku tak pernah baca Barbara Cartland’s. Ciplak!).

We have another kitten, my mum brought her in when they came to our house. She’s two months younger than June, and way off the scale of him. Macam bapak dengan anak. But then, they get along pretty well, like brother and sister. She’s a Persian, but I’m not sure what breed is June. Ekor kembang macam bulu ayam mak aku.

After few months, it seems that June grew up very well, but not May (that’s what we call our female kitten). She doesn’t eat as much as June, even much lesser than any other kitten at her age. She gets skinnier everyday, and she plays like hell. She never stop playing. Not even a single second, except when she sleeps. It pretty much worries us. She was so cute like Dakota Fanning when she was small, but now she looks like Victoria Beckham. Or maybe there is a Persian breed that supposed to be skinny? Anyone?

For both of them, I have to spend RM124 for a month supply of food, RM90 for their litter granules, RM32 each for their scheduled ubat cacing every two months and RM120 for their annual vaccination. If my mathematics is still accurate as I was in school, then the figure of RM3072 is what I have to spend every year for both of them, and that excludes the medication fees, in case if they get sick.

Baik aku ambik anak angkat je…