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Friday, 30 November 2012

Knock knock!!! It's Doomsday

The much anticipated Mayan prediction is just hours away. If they got it right like everything else they’ve predicted before, the world should end on 21.12.2012. It’s amazing how a stone from the ancient civilization can be taken this seriously. 

There are TV shows dedicated to the impending doomsday. There are also websites and forums centered around embracing the apocalypse and waiting to surrender to the Almighty. On the other hand, the realists have set up a string of Doomsday-Survivor clubs. And why not, travel agencies have been raking money with holiday packages themed around doomsday. Whether you believe the prediction or not, it’s entirely up to you. Personally, I believe the world will end one day. But maybe not now. It will be a gradual process and a slow death.

But! How will we react if indeed it happens? Common sense says, we’ll run for our lives, taking our valuables and whatever that’s left. Family will be priority for most of us and that should be the case.

Imagine……….A storm or some earthquake is expected to hit your area and evacuation is ongoing. You’ve squeezed in your last bag into the boot. Then you look at your house, and realize that your pet cat or dog is still inside. Would you take them along? Or would you succumb to excuses like how they won’t fit into your overloaded car?  Or how if the car is not yours and the owner says NO to pets as passengers..what would you do? As a pet lover, this will be the greatest test for your love. Will you leave them behind? Can you go on and live without guilt, if at all you survive the apocalypse? By imagining this now, you could possibly rate how much your pets mean to you. Ladies and gentlemen, this is your scale. Imagine!

They waited for you

My thoughts...., If you have plans to escape the disaster, try to accommodate your pets, at the expense of some bloody computer (that will be useless without electricity) or a bagful of branded clothes. Well, probably no one would survive the end of the world. But at least you tried your best to save your loved ones, regardless if it’s two or four legged.  After all, if heaven and hell do exist, the judgment on who you really are, might be defined from what you did, on that last day of yours on earth!

Sunday, 25 November 2012

The Real King Of Fruits! Part 1


Ok let me explain. I know you're feeling quite like 'the koala' above right now. But this wasn't my idea.This was truly initiated by her majesty, Chila herself. It's been few weeks now that I couldn't find that rubber ball for her. It's easy to just get any toy from the petshop. But it will never last for more than 5minutes. The only one brand that will make it for sometime is Kong. Unfortunately they were out of stock. Chila has an incredible high ball/toy drive. If you're holding a ball in front of her, that's it! You're friends forever with her. There goes the security password to rob my house.

So yeah. As I was waiting for the specific brand to be restocked, she was growing restless. She needs to play everyday and it's just too depressing for her to be without a toy. Most of the time when this happens, she'll be in sulky mood and emo. No ball play = PMS.

Although Chila is over 8 years old now, she's the most hyperactive dog I've ever had and still behaves like a puppy. Curious, athletic and highly motivated. So when I was walking her at the playground that night, she picked up a coconut on the field and happily brought it back home (Obviously she had a master plan). The next day itself she started begging me to throw the coconut and play fetch. 

Since I still need to wait for some time to replace her rubber ball, I thought she might as well play fetch with the coconut. And guess what, she instantly fell in love with it!!

It also seemed like an economical improvisation for me. The Kong rubber ball is probably the most durable toy I've ever bought. And consequently, it doesn't come cheap. Depending on the size, the prize for each toy can range from RM50 to RM80. Usually it could last for a long time. But Chila will destroy it in about a month maximum. Going by this, using coconut as her fetching toy wouldn't hurt my wallet. 

After two days of fetching-game, Chila became very comfortable with the coconut. What I noticed was her relationship with the fruit was much 'real' compared to the many rubber balls she had before. Maybe she didn't like the smell of the rubber ball. Or maybe because the coconut is a new thing for her. (I don't know, just guessing.) But there's definitely more interaction with the coconut. Sometimes she'll drag the fruit with her legs and roll over it. Throwing the coconut in the air and jumping left and right when it drops is also a new gymrama routine she's doing now. Not bad!

Day after day, she became more obsessed. She'll never leave the house without her coconut. She'll carry it no matter where she goes and will usually refuse to let go when I want to take it from her. Even when she's peeing. *slap forehead*

- For the first time, pissing can cause insecurity. Thanks to a coconut! -

I also realized that, it became harder and harder to separate them , regardless of whatever she's doing.

Well, I shall wait and see how this new found dog obsession develops.At the moment, I know that I might make some savings from not buying a new rubber ball every month. More importantly, I could use that money to buy extra food to feed the strays instead. And with that, it's about time for coconut to take the place as the new King of Fruits in my dictionary.

Monday, 19 November 2012

Diwali Post: Your Fairy Tale Creature


I know it’s ridiculous, but hey, there's always a link to all these madness. Just keep reading!

Well, we all love to have mythical creatures as pets don’t we? 

Hippogriff, Centaur and Pegasus are my favourite. But guess what, you might have turned your normal pets into one of them too.

Sometime ago, I picked up a phrase from my +4 year old nephew. Since he can’t articulate anything correctly, most of the time he says the darnest things. One of it came when I was babysitting him and he SURPRISINGLY wanted to poop ( He only poops once in a blue moon. So you can imagine how unlucky I was). 

Guess he ate something spicy the night before. So when it came on the other side, he was obviously in pain and kept yelling at me:

“My buttock got fireeee!!! My buttock got fire!!!!”.

I got the point. But I just can’t stop laughing at his description. LOLOL.. (yes I’m such a bad uncle). As I was washing, I asked him, how come there's fire from the buttock? He proudly looked up and self-proclaimed that he's a DRAGON! I swear to God, I laughed so hard that time.. ROFL!!!

This year’s Diwali, I observed something during my open house visits. Friends of mine were in thrifty mood. Guess what? They fed all the leftover food and table scraps to their dogs. The worst part is, most Indian families cook super spicy food. So spicy that, after I finished eating, my lips were swollen as if I had just clinched the title as 'Raja Bibir'. 

Consequently, I got a panic phone call two days later from one of my friend. “Shawn, my dog is purging blood. He had diarrhea yesterday. And today it’s getting worst. Why like that ahh bro??”.

Now let’s talk about some common sense. Some of us are conditioned to eat spicy food. Some of us can’t. Eating is one thing. Getting it out on the other end, is another problem altogether. Even we humans, suffer ulcer, upset stomach, diarrhea, gas reflux, heartburns, piles, and etc as the consequence of eating spicy food. Our dogs and cats are no different than us.

You might say- “Bullshit lah..My dog eats anything. He’s living fine!"

But seriously! How can your dog tell you that it has a stomach ache? Are you some Professor X or dog psychic who can read your dog’s mind? No you're not! External problems like diarrhea can be seen. But what burns inside, up to the anus, only your dog knows.

" I'm in pain, but no one seems to know. That's more painful "

Curry and sambal has a lot of spices and chili in it. We often take for granted that many dogs and cats have sensitive digestive system. When that’s the case, spicy table scraps can probably do more harm to your pets than the world war. 

Even if we put aside the pooping and digestion factor, the eating part in itself is a horror. When I ate the same curry and sambal, at my friends’ places: my lips were swollen, I was sweating, had to blow my nose few times, and I drank glasses of cold juice to reduce the burning sensation.

No doubt it was delicious and I can eat spicy food. But imagine your pets eating the same spicy food. Do you know their threshold and tolerance for spicy food?  Obviously they’ll just wallop because they’re hungry. But it’s you who have to make the choice for them. Think before you feed! And this applies all the time. Not only during Diwali, but every single day, regardless of your race and recipe!

If my nephew's random description is taken seriously, the victimised dog will metaphorically spit fire through its arse like him.., like a dragon. So don’t assume your dogs are okay, just because they don’t tell you that spicy food hurts.

Hence, BIG NO NO to feeding spicy table scraps. If you really need to feed your dog or cat that piece of sambal chicken...,because you’ll die of guilt for wasting food, then wash it thoroughly first. Coz you don't want your pet to make a special request.......

Wednesday, 7 November 2012

Mad Love Lah..... (Part 2)

No no no… This didn’t happen in my life. But I know someone who did this. His name is Zed.

Thankfully, I have understanding colleagues who know how much my dogs mean to me. There are times that I’ve rushed home early when my dogs were not well. My colleagues willingly covered my void at work and showed that they care for my sentiments. I often feel blessed for this. However, I probably wouldn’t have the guts to tell my Managing Director, in the midst of an important meeting, that I need to go back because of my dogs or cats. (I'll check my balls later)

Anyways, Zed is a close friend and colleague of my cousin. He was in his mid 30s when this happened. It's true, he got sacked. But the company retained him after a year, simply because Zed was an important asset to them. Also because the MD has retired.  

Zed places his pets beyond everything else. The dogs are more than children to him. During that heated argument with his boss, Zed told the boss off, 

“if you’re still here although your son is sick, then you’re probably a bad father or too rich to hire someone to look after him in your absence. I’m neither of that two!!”

If I was in the boss' shoes…ouccchhhh!!!  Till today, people still talk about the incident in the company. The man who screwed the big boss because of his dogs. And the fact that will surprise you is….., Zed is a Malay..a Muslim!  Now how about that?

This is the second installment of the Mad Love Lah..series. More to come in the coming months. If you missed the PART 1, CLICK HERE!!