Cat Feeders

I enjoy trapping cats for sterilization very much.

I have planned and co-ordinated for the new cats from the old neighbourhood to be sterilized. I told the caregivers that the pick up will be done on Sunday, between 7.30-8.30pm.

8.00pm Friday- Aunty CT, caught the cat. Afraid it will not turn up on Sunday.

6.00pm Sunday- I contacted a feeder from my old block whom I've lost touch for some time. He told me he will be feeding at 6.15pm. There are about 4 unsterilized cats and are unfriendly.

6.17pm Sunday- With frantic packing and loading cages and trap into the car, I arrived at the destination. The feeder was there. AND the cats were eating!! His explanation- he was afraid that the cats will run away if he doesn't feed them. Duh. I asked him how will the cat want to go into the trap when she is already full. He apologized and asked me to come back another day.

6.25pm Sunday- The feeder left. Since I am still early, I decided to try my luck with the trap. I laid and shifted the trap a couple of times. The cat, out of kaypo-ness, fell for the trap.

6.40pm Sunday- Happily, I drove home with my prize.

6.47pm Sunday- I called a caregiver in the new neighbourhood, to ask if he wants to longbang his male cat.

I went up to the house and was surprised to see a cage with a ginger tom. Called and found out whom the cat was from. I was suppose to pick up the cat at 8.00pm.

7.15pm Sunday- I arrived at the destination. Set up the cage. I suggested to the Uncle that he should place the food inside the cage. He doesn't agree and fed the cat outside the cage. He then try to grab and push the big tom cat into the cage. He failed and big tom cat ran away.

7.30pm Sunday- Started my original itinary. Finally, someone who can follow instructions. Together with the caregiver, the young male cat was caught with ease.

7.40pm Sunday- Tried to trap a gangster tom. He wasn't interested with the food. Trapping failed.

7.50pm Sunday- Packed up and went to another feeder's house. Told them to please call me when there is a new unsterilized cat. Seems like the population is stable except for the gangster tom.

8.20pm Sunday- The trapper arrived. He grabbed and caged the gangster in no time.

8.30pm Sunday- Arrived on time at the last location. The block is flooded with cats and kittens. Damn!! For a few years, there was just ONE pretty ginger female. According to the really nice malay lady, she said that some people abandoned the pet cats and they multiplied.

This was her first trapping session. As usual, she didn't realize that friendly cats have claws too. She got scratched for trying to be helpful, despite me telling her to leave the catching to us.

Caught the 3 adult cats.The kittens will be due for sterilization in a few months time.

8.57pm Sunday- 8 cats to be sterilized tomorrow. Yay!

The verdict: The many years of feeding, makes one a good cat feeder. When one qualify to be a good cat feeder, it makes it difficult for him/her to follow instructions. Or to realize that the docile puss has got split personality.

Spoilt for Choice

Some community cats are so lucky. They have some many food choices. Fish, chicken, wet food, assorted brands of dry food.

And clearly this fellow isn't a fish fan. A whole fried fish left uneaten.

On the Loose for 36 Hours

The cheeky little Ann Ann ran away from home for a day. Curiosity must have bring her out of the gate, down the stairs and a few blocks away.

MMS alerts were sent to a few caregivers in the surrounding area.

She was brought to one of the caregivers by an Indian man. He hold her by the tail and was given to the caregiver to be fed, because Ann Ann looks skinny.

Wasabi is either getting senile or trying to teach Ann Ann a lesson for running away. She constantly trys to hit her.

Now they are getting along again. Phew.

My New Colleague

I was out on an errand, thought it would be nice to have a companion. Hence, Ann Ann was my companion for last afternoon.

Feline Friends

Last evening, I had dinner with my old cat friend. She has shifted into my neighbourhood 2 months ago.

I got to know her through Cat Welfare Society in year 2000. She helped me trap, transport, sterilized and did after care almost a 100 cats in my old neighbourhood. I am very grateful to her. Without her help, it will be totally impossible for me to run TNRM.



She treated me dinner at Tung Lok Signature at The Central, because I recommended the apartment to her. That was the very first and only apartment she viewed.

One of the reasons she bought it, is beacuse the previous owners are cat lovers and caregivers. Instead of looking at the house, they chatted about cats and closed the deal.

She even bought me a Goebel candle holder from Rosina's Cats collection.

Hornbills

Last Sunday, 3 hornbills were spotted. They are not really human shy and I could walk close enough to take decent shots.

Exams Coming SOON!

My cheerleaders for the coming papers. Thanks girls!

Health Booster

Went to a hawker along Jalan Besar, there are many stalls selling herbal soup. However, the soup can't be compared to home-cooked version. Despite the competition, the soup was too dilute.

The ginseng & cordyceps(fake looking) chicken soup cost $6.50. Definitely over-priced for hawker food.

Turkish Lunch & A Dramatic Episode

Yesterday afternoon, I met up with my ex-schoolmate. I promised to buy him a birthday treat and we met up at Sofra, a turkish restaurant.

This was the first time I tried Turkish food. Everything looks unique. I took some time to decide on what to eat, unlike those familar cuisine, where I always pick my favourites.

I had Red Lentil Soup and Sofra Yaprak Tavuk, which is baked chicken, potato & cheese. We shared the starter, Vine Leaves Roll.

I was looking forward to order dessert. Unfortunately, the most dreaded situation happened.

After I swallowed the last mouthful of food, I started to feel the very familiar sensation. I felt very tired.. I could no longer sit up... I pushed away the crockery and lied on the table.. I could feel myself turning white and the vision turned white..

I couldn't sit on the chair anymore and had to lie down on the sofa.. I got worst.. In addition to the fatigue and numbness. I was in very bad pain.. I bit my fingers hard to prevent myself from moaning in pain. I had totally disgraced myself..

To my surprise and dismay, the waitress actually tried to chase me out of the restaurant when I was in that state. She kept coming back to tell us that they are closing at 2.30pm and the place will be locked and nobody will be around. I thought any reasonable person will at least offer to call the ambulance in such a situation.

(Bill paid. I muster the very last strenght to sign on the credit card slip.)

My lunch partner tried to help me up. I collapsed back onto the sofa again.

After a few minutes, I tried to get up again, with the help of the partner, I managed to walk near the door. I thought, I will at least die outside the door so I won't bring bad omen to the restaurant.

Just before I reach my destination, 2 ladies popped up from somewhere, like fairy god-mothers. They offered to let me rest longer on the sofa and got me a glass of warm water.

Shortly after, B arrived on scene to send me home. He had to return to Shaw Tower to collect my car after that.

Gosh! I didn't expect such a thing to happen, especially when I have been trying very hard to improve my health for the past few months. My health have definitely improved since then, but the road to recovery is still a long way to go.

Growing Bigger

The 2 little monsters growing bigger and bigger!

Ann Ann the Monster

Between the 2 kittens, Ann Ann is the more cheeky, mischievous girl. She loves to eat and will eat any thing.

Whenever she smells food, she will be climbing all over us. She'll jump and grab on out clothes, climb up to the shoulder and jump onto the table.

Ping Ping on the other hand only eat cat food. Even if we offer her other human food, she isn't interested.

Surprisingly, Wasabi is getting along very well with these 2 little monsters. She will give them a little lick on the head sometimes.

Libitina is still keeping her distance from them and screams her head off whenever they come too near.

For the Birthday Boy

For the past 2 weeks, I kept telling B that we'll be eating duck rice at Bouna Vista for his birthday.

In fact, that was the truth. I meant, Peking Duck at Min Jiang @ One North.

See. Duck Rice along North Bouna Vista Road.

He was really bad with surprises, despite me reminding him a couple of times.

Last Sunday, with a mini heated argument, we ended up meeting at the restaurant itself.

Fortunately with the nice ambience and good food, it appeased me for that evening.


Despite the good food, both of us do not have good appitite for that evening. Especially me, on usual days, I will polish off 2 bowls of rice with no problem. But for that night, I hardly eaten half a bowl of fried rice.

Hence, I ta pao the remaining rice home. I heated it up for breakfast the next morning. While leaving it on the table for a few moments, Ann Ann took the opportunity to take a few bites.

I pretended not to see it and finished up the remaining. It was too pricy to be thrown down the rubbish chute.

Brain Dead

Terrible. I have revision lessons 6 out of 7 days this week.

Today is the 5th day. I am totally gone. From 10am to 5pm, I only absorbed 10% of the whole lecture. 90% of the time, I am trying hard to keep the eyes open.

Eek, don't think I can make it for tomorrow's full day lesson.