Thursday, November 26, 2009
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Our little boy named Woofie
I had recently been really bogged down as I had just sold my place & shifted in with my mum. I had initially hoped that after so much time away from you guys, I would have some joyful news to share but instead I bear bad tidings. I finally understood what one means by 'it never rains but pours'. My ...... what a thunderstorm .........
Just when I thought that things couldn't possibly get any lower and it's time things started looking up, Woofie was knocked down by a car on the 16th and passed away.
You couldn't imagine my helplessness while I cradled Woofie in my arms as he lay dying. There was nothing that I could do but watch him breathe his last. It was excruciating.
I had never loved him enough and I never gave him my time. He usually only had the domestic help for company. He was such a handful that I could never love him wholeheartedly. I was a horrid horrid mistress.
However all that changed when we shifted in to my mum's. The help had gone back to Indonesia and it landed on me to care for his needs. But as there were my sis, her boyfriend, my mum and dad to love him as well. It was a lot easier as he's not as attention-seeking as before. And as we now stay on the ground-floor, Meg was given the task to walk him everyday. This shift had brought all of us closer and made us love him more. But good time doesn't last, does it? And now all I had left are a bunch of photos and many sweet memories.
Now that he's gone, we like to speak about Woofie and recount many silly tales about him. He knows the hierarchy in the family & bullies them in that order. Whenever we call out to the help, he'll run towards her & bark to let her know we're calling for her. Even when the phone rings, he'll bark for her to pick up the phone.
He knew that it's easiest to steal food from Meg so whenever Meg's eating, he's there biding his time. I still remember when Meg was in kindergarten & I had to scream at him every morning because he'd steal her breakfast from right under her nose & make her cry! The bread can be in her hand but he'll jump up when she's not paying attention & grab it from her. Either that or her Milo drink was on the table & he'd hoist himself up to take a slurp from her cup.
It was an absolute embarrassment taking him out for walk because he behaved like he's never been out before. He'd be panting heavily & forging his way through. I'd shorten the leash so that he'd not able to take a single step in front of me but he still manages to forge ahead by hopping on his 2 hind legs. Imagine that .......... an excited hyperventilating dog hopping on 2 legs. Anyone wise enough would steer clear. And if that's not enough, he barks incessantly at everything. I'd raise my hands & strike him (gently) but he yelps like I was skinning him. That's because he knew that I'm terribly conscious about people looking and so he'd then get his way. But it's another story when my sis walks him. He knew that my sis couldn't be bothered about response from people so he just shuts up when warned.
I want to tell you that I am so sorry, Woofie. I am so sorry for what I had done and what I didn't do. I wish there was a way that I can make it up to you but it's all too late for me now. I don't usually regret things but this is one regret that I'll carry with me to my grave. I hope you're happy in doggie heaven and please know that in spite of what it seems, all of us do love you very very much. You'll always have a special place in our hearts and to sum it up very aptly, I'll quote Meg, "I'll never find another pet like you."
Just when I thought that things couldn't possibly get any lower and it's time things started looking up, Woofie was knocked down by a car on the 16th and passed away.
You couldn't imagine my helplessness while I cradled Woofie in my arms as he lay dying. There was nothing that I could do but watch him breathe his last. It was excruciating.
I had never loved him enough and I never gave him my time. He usually only had the domestic help for company. He was such a handful that I could never love him wholeheartedly. I was a horrid horrid mistress.
However all that changed when we shifted in to my mum's. The help had gone back to Indonesia and it landed on me to care for his needs. But as there were my sis, her boyfriend, my mum and dad to love him as well. It was a lot easier as he's not as attention-seeking as before. And as we now stay on the ground-floor, Meg was given the task to walk him everyday. This shift had brought all of us closer and made us love him more. But good time doesn't last, does it? And now all I had left are a bunch of photos and many sweet memories.
Now that he's gone, we like to speak about Woofie and recount many silly tales about him. He knows the hierarchy in the family & bullies them in that order. Whenever we call out to the help, he'll run towards her & bark to let her know we're calling for her. Even when the phone rings, he'll bark for her to pick up the phone.
He knew that it's easiest to steal food from Meg so whenever Meg's eating, he's there biding his time. I still remember when Meg was in kindergarten & I had to scream at him every morning because he'd steal her breakfast from right under her nose & make her cry! The bread can be in her hand but he'll jump up when she's not paying attention & grab it from her. Either that or her Milo drink was on the table & he'd hoist himself up to take a slurp from her cup.
It was an absolute embarrassment taking him out for walk because he behaved like he's never been out before. He'd be panting heavily & forging his way through. I'd shorten the leash so that he'd not able to take a single step in front of me but he still manages to forge ahead by hopping on his 2 hind legs. Imagine that .......... an excited hyperventilating dog hopping on 2 legs. Anyone wise enough would steer clear. And if that's not enough, he barks incessantly at everything. I'd raise my hands & strike him (gently) but he yelps like I was skinning him. That's because he knew that I'm terribly conscious about people looking and so he'd then get his way. But it's another story when my sis walks him. He knew that my sis couldn't be bothered about response from people so he just shuts up when warned.
I want to tell you that I am so sorry, Woofie. I am so sorry for what I had done and what I didn't do. I wish there was a way that I can make it up to you but it's all too late for me now. I don't usually regret things but this is one regret that I'll carry with me to my grave. I hope you're happy in doggie heaven and please know that in spite of what it seems, all of us do love you very very much. You'll always have a special place in our hearts and to sum it up very aptly, I'll quote Meg, "I'll never find another pet like you."
Here's baby Woofie in 2006 when we just brought him back from the breeder - he was so so so tiny back then. That little black fluff was only the size of my bedroom slipper
Woofie had a big thing for toys even up till now. He never went anywhere without them. When he gets out from his cage, he always makes sure he takes all of them with him. He'd always been such a baby and that never fails to amuse me even though his toys were strewn all over the house.
Meg's badly traumatized too. He was the brother she never had. I called him her 'DiDi' - little brother.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
More clubbing in Movida
Checking out my make up before heading to St. James - I so totally hate my hair ...... aunty-looking, don't you think?
No clubbing session is complete without my besties
We couldn't decide on a club & finally settled ourselves in Movida
Other than Marilyn & Juliana, I'd managed to meet up with 2 dear old friends. It's been eons since I last met you guys (my bad :p). I certainly plan on seeing more of you all. More clubbing!!!
But mysterious friends they are ....... one refused to take a pic with me & the other insisted I cover up his face.
Ooops ........ I accidentally stepped on Ju & my heels jabbed right into her foot. I'm so so sorry darling, I knew that hurt real bad :(
The music at Movida was great but the crowd not so. We wanted to switch club. We tried Boiler Room, Power House, Dragonfly but everywhere was packed & we resigned ourselves to Movida.
Not a very 'happening' night & I didn't even manage to dance! (What a crime!) But I am soothed for the fact that I managed touch base with my friends again. Next time ~~ A better club!!!

Sunday, October 18, 2009
Great girly fun in Social House
I'm sorry ...... I must have had worried some of you, disappearing for so long. I had been away accompanying some doctors to a cardiology conference in Beijing. I can't wait to post those pics but before that, I think I had better post this which had been sitting in my draft for almost a month.
In a bid to cheer me up, the girls decided to bring me to do what I loved doing most ~~ DANCING!!! I found this new joint - Social House in Liang Court. I love it for the fact that they provide decent platforms for showing off my dance moves (0'O) and even allows bartop dancing if you dare. Oh ..... how I missed bartop since Devils' days. But I didn't muster enough courage to get onto it this time :p
In a bid to cheer me up, the girls decided to bring me to do what I loved doing most ~~ DANCING!!! I found this new joint - Social House in Liang Court. I love it for the fact that they provide decent platforms for showing off my dance moves (0'O) and even allows bartop dancing if you dare. Oh ..... how I missed bartop since Devils' days. But I didn't muster enough courage to get onto it this time :p
*Juliana - I know I make a real lousy friend but in spite of everything, you never gave up on me. Thanx for watching my back.
Jolene dropped by to give me a surprise & moral support. I was so touched by her & her hubby's gesture. I guess seeing each other happy meant a great deal to the both of us. And now looking at her, I firmly believe that love & happiness is within reach for me too.
Arghh ...... the nasty part ...... I realised that I now have 0 tolerance for hard liquor. Just a sip sets off my gag reflex & so I was drinking beer while the rest were happily downing neat Martell from the bottle. Then Jolene had to get me a Flaming Lamborghini (see, she's laughing so happily in the pic!). The second I downed the entire lot, I turned around & puked everything straight out. The girls thought I was drunk but I was the most sober of all at the end of the night :p
Monday, September 21, 2009
September holidays sleepover
Meg loves sleepovers & she had been planning one for the September holidays since I don't know when :p And at long last the big day (or rather night) finally arrived.
A little finger food to keep the kids occupied while waiting for the others to arrive
Then they moved on to board games & nearly brought the house down with their screams. Girls will be girls, I guess :)
They shared the room with me as there were too many & unable to accommodate into Meg's room.
They totally love having their pics taken & volunteered all kinds of poses for me. Wahahaha ...... this is so funny & spontaneous!!!
This pic was totally random but Meg thought up of a story line which was hilarious. Again linked with Naruto of course ------ Konoha Senpuu??!! -__-""
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