Thursday, 30 September 2010

Cat Hygiene Taken To A Totally New Level - Part 3

N.B. Continued from Cat Hygiene 101 - Part 2 and Difference Between Cat Cleanliness and Cat Hygiene
Thanks to thefluffies I now have an idea what level of hygiene I should take my cats to --- they'll have to learn to eat with fork, chopsticks and spoon. And training Yin to wash her paws only at meal times, not each time after she buries her waste! 

Cat Hygiene 101 - Part 2

N.B. Continued from Difference Between Cat Cleanliness and Cat Hygiene

A cat is clean, but not exactly hygienic. That said, a cat can be forgiven for being less than hygienic. After all, we humans didn't start to concern ourselves with hygiene until the 19th century. And today, two centuries later, there are still a number of elderly folks who might think hygiene is over-rated.

Now, back to cats and hygiene, or the lack of it. In my earlier post I forgot to mention that Yin not only washes her paws after she buries her waste, but likes to dip her paws into the water bowls and splash the water around, producing a fountain effect. The result is a damp wall and wet floor. 
On some level I think she knows that is naughty as she always stops the minute I catch her in the act. 

To top it off, she also has a peculiar way of drinking water --- she'd scoop up the water with a paw and drink from the paw. I managed to record a video of it just as she took her last 'sip'.

On a non-related post, I just remembered that I haven't uploaded the video of the iguana on the loose in Bukit Merah. I've done that now, and it's available in Bukit Merah A Must For Animal Lovers.

Wednesday, 29 September 2010

Difference Between Cat Cleanliness And Cat Hygiene

Cats are notoriously finicky when it comes to cleanliness. They are obsessively clean. And if they're not, then it's time to take them to a vet, for that is one sure sign that something is not right, health-wise.

Yin Yin is no exception. In fact, she takes cleanliness to another level. After she buries her waste, she would proceed to the nearest water bowl and wash her two front paws, one at a time.

That's great, right? Well, not really. First, she doesn't agree with my view that she should dry her paws on the rug I place beneath the water bowl. She prefers to lick-dry.

Second, and perhaps most importantly, I haven't been able to train her to separate the drinking bowl from the paw-washing bowl. She does not discriminate and would wash her paws in whichever bowl she fancies at that point in time. 

And finally, her chief eunuch Blackie would come and empty her washing bowl for her, or at least, try to, by drinking it up!!!!!!!!!  He understands the word "dirty", I've taught him a few simple vocabulary from young, but he doesn't understand why "dirty" is not applied to the same water bowl all the time.

For now, I've drafted a simple "Cat Hygiene 101" lesson for both of them, with illustrations and examples. Hopefully, they'd be able to understand it! Any contribution (in the form of ideas) to the lesson would be greatly appreciated.  :)

Tuesday, 21 September 2010

Night by Elie Wiesel

Books. Some are hard to put down. Some make you laugh. Some make you cry. And then there are some that make you think very deeply. Night by Elie Wiesel falls into this last category.

Although the first edition of this book was published in September 1960, and Oprah Winfrey selected the book for her book club in January 2006, hubby and I only came to know of this book a week ago by chance.

We were in our room at Resorts World Hotel at Genting, watching Vision Four, an in-house video channel, and it was showing an old documentary of Elie Wiesel giving an acceptance speech for his Nobel Prize for this book.

The book is about the author's experience in the Nazi German concentration camps at Auschtwitz and Buchenwald at the height of Holocaust and toward the end of the Second World War. He was sixteen years old when the US Army finally liberated Buchenwald.

What got me thinking deeply was that in the book, every human value, every moral was destroyed. Would anyone dream of abandoning their parent, whom they had clung to tenaciously  for the past one or three years to avoid being separated suddenly wished that the parent would die so that they would be free to have a better chance at survival? Or would a loving child jump on the father and beat him to death so as to grab that piece of bread crumb from him? Would a child who would retaliate against anyone who so much as laid a finger on his father lie quietly in a bunk above the same father and listened to him being beaten to death by the soldiers for fear of attracting the blows upon himself?

These are not the unfilial, rebellious children. But circumstances, or to be more exact, the horrors of the concentration camps have changed them. The human survival instinct kicked in. It became a "each man for himself, there is no fathers, no brothers here".

I kept asking myself, would I become like one of them, too, if I am in that situation? I don't know, since I haven't been through any suffering. I really hope I can rise above that selfish human instinct to survive, but I sure hope I don't live to experience it to get the answer.

The book was written in an easy-to-read narrative, and if I have a Book Club like Oprah Winfrey, I too would select it for my club and encourage everyone to read it. If nothing else, at least the reader will learn something: When there's a conflict, we must take sides. To remain silent is not being neutral. Being silent is condoning the actions of the oppressor and further victimising the oppressed. The world was silent, and in being silent, a monster (Hitler) came into being.

Friday, 17 September 2010

Introducing Maneki Neko

I came by this photo through honest means, but am 'stealing' it by posting it here. It's just too cute not to be shared. This is Maneki Neko....aint she cute?  ;)

Wednesday, 15 September 2010

Pantai Morib

Last Sunday hubby and I decided to take a 90 minutes' drive to Pantai Morib. There are two routes to Pantai Morib, although there may be others that I'm not aware of. One is via Klang while the other is via Banting. We took the latter as Klang is a more-travelled route for us, and would not have offered as much 'adventure'.

A seaside town in the Kuala Langat district, Pantai Morib's shoreline spans about 3km

Seagulls and their eggs nest....

In the early afternoon, at low tide, the water edge of the sea is about 500 or 600 meters away from the shore. Many visitors walked out to the water edge. Some came back with live snails and baby crabs in their palms while others collected seashells.

A visitor paying homage to Hitler? No, hail Hitler it is not. It's just hubby flying a kite. The kite is right behind and above his head!! LOL.

You see, Pantai Morib is windy enough to fly kites and many kite vendors sat under the casuarina trees selling kites. Hubby got one for RM3. He managed not to get it entangled in the tall trees, unlike some, and brought the kite home proudly as a souvenir. He plans to fly it from our balcony one day! *gasp*

The water ripples reflected under the setting sun as the tide returned to shore, at around 5:45pm.

People were seen rushing back to shore, while some were still caught in what had become the middle of the sea. 

We left at about 6:30pm, and had a lovely dinner at Banting.

Friday, 10 September 2010

Set Lunch @ Fullhouse Lifestyle Store and Cafe

Much has changed since the last time we visited Giza Sunway Mall at Kota Damansara. The last time we were there, many shops were not opened yet. But today, a few months later, all the shop lots were rented out, with many interesting food and beverage outlets.

One of them is the Fullhouse Lifestyle Store and Cafe. We've seen this cafe at another mall in PJ, but hadn't had a chance to try it until today. (N.B.Just noticed that this post was published on Saturday 2:10am, so the day should read as yesterday, not today.)

I particularly like the look of the cafe with its artificial hedge, lawn, plant pods and white picket fence. The waitresses were outfitted in a typical English chambermaid uniform while the waiters were garbed in white tops and black pants, reminiscent of the British India houseboys during colonial times. I almost expected the place to serve fluffy Isle of Wright scones with clotted cream and strawberries (my all-time favourite), but no, I wasn't that lucky.

Instead, it has a rather varied menu, ranging from local to western dishes. The set lunch menu caught my eye. There are 4 sets but the one that interested me was the Tracy's Favourite Meal. For only RM16.90, it has forest mushroom soup, pan-seared fish with Asian vegetables, tart and iced lemon tea. Most places do not offer their set lunch during the holidays or at weekends, but Fullhouse does. More power to them! Both hubby and I ordered the same thing. Yeah, we're not terribly imaginative when it comes to food.

Forest mushroom soup

Pan-seared fish with Asian vegetables

Chocolate tart

All are yummy!! We'll definitely be  back to try other things on the menu, especially the ala carte.

Dinner @ Emperor Garden, Goldhill Club

This is a late post. Nine days late, to be exact. I hadn't wanted to write about it as I have been having some verbal constipation where food is concerned these days. But hubby wanted me to post it up as that is how he and I refresh our memory from time to time. That is, after all, the purpose this blog was created.

In fact, speaking of refreshing our memory, I had forgotten how long it took before Yin and Blackie could be allowed to meet without any supervision. It was interesting to read back what had transpired during the first two weeks afterf Yin's arrival at our home. I had forgotten that she was such a 'snotty' little empress with Blackie. I had wrongly thought that Yin got her diva attitude after having stayed with us for more than a year, but those posts reminded me that she has always been that way from day one.

Anyway, I digress. I'm rather good at that. A habit I can't seem to break. Okay, back to the topic. Hubby's birthday fell on the 2nd of September, and like any good hubby, he took me out for a little treat at Goldhill Club, of which he's a member.

The club had given him a RM50 voucher in the form of a birthday gift, and we could redeem it in either the pub or the restaurant located in the club. We decided on the restaurant (Emperor Garden) as it is a fine dining Chinese restaurant and we don't normally eat at those places, especially when it's just the two of us.

Since it's just the two of us, we were restricted by our stomach capacity from ordering more than four items. We had a bowl of shark's fin soup each, a signature tofu dish, salt baked prawns and a lovely cold dish of octopus. The total bill, including rice, tea, peanuts and paper towelettes came to RM105.82, which really wasn't too bad, considering we only had to pay RM55.82.

Shark's fin @ RM20 each

Tofu with sweet vegetables @ RM12

Salt-baked prawns @ RM24 for 6 pieces

Octopus @ RM18

Thursday, 9 September 2010

Cats Cat-together (Cats Get Together)

Look what I found when I walked into my room just now.....a little cat-together. 

Are they having a conference? A debate? Or some private time? Whatever it is, it must be important for them to remove themselves from my presence to sneak into the bedroom to be by themselves. Should I feel hurt that I wasn't invited to join the party?

Sayang's Second Week @ His Home

It has been almost two weeks since Sayang moved to his new home with the Chongs. And he sure looks like he has put on some weight. His coat also appears to be thicker. (Thanks for the photo, Mrs Chong!)

Sayang very tired and sleepy after spending the whole afternoon with 10 teenagers yesterday

His favourite spot outside of his room, the dining chair.

Mrs Chong tells me that he has developed some cute little habits. When he wants some attention and affection from his family, he'd go up to them and drop on his side (yes, drop, not lie down) for them to stroke him. He'll be rather vocal until they stroke him.

He was shedding a lot while in Jimmy's & Angela's shop, and they have been giving him the evening primrose softgel pill. They showed Mrs Chong how to give this pill to Sayang. But what the Chongs discovered by chance is that they don't even have to 'force' open his mouth to drop in the pill. They discovered that if they just put the pill on the floor he'll eat it up! And he loves his hot baths! How I wish my two cats will co-operate like this! It'll make feeding them their pills & bathing them so much easier.

Also, another discovery is, Sayang's favourite food is not fish, but chicken fillet. Looks like I've been buying him the wrong food when he was a stray at Selayang, LOL.

He's definitely much happier, his family is very happy with him, and I'm happy, too.  :))

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Wednesday, 8 September 2010

Selamat Hari Raya Adilfitri

Wishing all my Muslim friends Selamat Hari Raya Adilfitri and have a safe trip if you are going to balik kampung. 

Wednesday, 1 September 2010

Is This Our 1Malaysia??!!

I was horrified to read the news that two Malaysian men of Chinese ethnic were attacked when they went to watch the Merdeka eve fireworks for simply having Chinese ethnicity. What is happening to our nation? The perpetrators are teenagers, why are they harbouring so much hatred for their fellow-countrymen? 

The news report :

The personal account of the victim in Facebook :!/note.php?note_id=432073840741&id=586500176