Now I’ve turned twenty four
I’m not a kid anymore
I’ve faced odds, I’ve gone to war
I’m wiser than I was before

All the bridges I’ve burned
All the lessons I’ve learned
All the ideas I’ve conveyed
Made me who I am today

My parents don’t always understand
I’ve worked hard to meet their demand
In me they have a lot to expect
I will continue to show love and respect

My brother may be a slack
He’s still searching for the right track
We sometimes quarrel, we sometimes shout
But I’m proud of how he turned out

Duchess may be wicked, she can be sly
Always biting my hand and clawing my thighs
She can only be tamed by the presence of fries
Yet she has the prettiest of eyes.

My sayang is the bearer of my heart
So much to love, where do I start?
I knew we were destined soul mates
Found her five years later by fate

She is the compass in my life
She is the blade of my knife
She is the wind that guides my sails
My journey is incomplete without her gales

She loving, caring and so sweet
When I fall, she returns me to my feet
She makes me whole, makes me complete
Without her, I will face defeat

Cloud the lab, the bulky blond
Finds joy in lakes, pools and ponds
He looks big and yellow on the outside
But he’s just a playful child on the inside

Wai hou is a great friend and good guy
I’m proud to have him as an ally
I declare him my best friend
We’ll be buddies to the very end

Chai is never early and always late
But he’s still one of my best mates
Sometimes I want to break his knees
But he’s like a brother to me

Alex, in rock he’s my bro
We’re both big fans of the crow
We both watched LP and slipknot
More concerts, we’ll give it a shot

They are all people who are important to me
They are the leaves that make up my tree
There are others I’ve failed to mention
That doesn’t mean they’re not under my attention

Now I’ve turned twenty four
There’s more in the future to explore
There’ll be good times and conflict
The future is something I can’t predict

Beano's passing made it into the New Straits Times! check out the link here

I seriously don’t know where to begin. I don’t know what to say. Christine’s dog, Beano passed away today. She had to be put to sleep due to her failing health and the spreading of cancerous cells.

I’ll avoid launching into detail on her deterioration and illness in this time or mourning. Instead, I’d like to honor her by highlighting the memories I had with her during my short period with her.

I met Beano late last year after getting together with Christine. She was old, had cancerous tumors forming under her hind leg, failing eyesight due to cataracts and limited mobility from her aging joints. Oddly, she didn’t strike me as old or frail on first impression. Instead, I find her to be strong and willful. Despite her failing health, she had the determination to walk around and even snap at anything she assumes to be food. (Because of her poor eyesight, one must practice caution when feeding her by hand. There are times where she’s mistaken fingers for tasty juicy doggy treats.) I’ve even witness her tear through a piece of rawhide as if it was made of wet tissue.

Walking Duchess and Cloud is usually energetic; fast paced and demands a lot of energy from me. Walking Beano was a relaxing experience equivalent to a leisurely stroll. I’ve always found her wobbly walk with her cone swaying from side to side to be cute. It is usually accompanied by the sound of gentle taps from her claws tapping on the road. She is very cunning too. Taking advantage of the new guy (me), she would divert me to areas she usually wouldn’t be allowed to explore during her regular walks. Knowing I’m new and I don’t know her regular walking path.

For a normal person, Seeing Beano for the first time would draw out feelings of indifference or maybe pity for her sorry state and thinking her to be better off abandoned or discarded. For a dog lover like myself, I have a deep sense of respect and admiration for Beano. To me, I see her as a dog that’s seen and experienced life, acquiring may valuable life’s lessons and wisdom. She may be a dog, but she’s been though life’s long road. 17 years may mean nothing to a human. But to a dog, it’s a long life. A life Christine’s family and I will miss.

We took Cloud,( better known as Boboi) Christine’s Labrador retriever to the vet the other day. He’s been regurgitating his food, shedding a bit of fur and losing a li’ll weight lately. Naturally we’re a bit worried bout this and we decided to forgo the Debenhams closing sale in favor of finding out if there’s anything wrong with our lumbering yellow four-legged friend.

We thought bout stuffing his colossal frame into a t-shirt to minimize the amount of shedding of his fur on Christine’s car. So we picked an old Austin 3:16 t-shirt and wrestled him into it. We managed to get his head and only one leg into the tight shirt but we couldn’t get the other one in. The t-shit was at least 3 times too small for his bulky mass and the tightness of the t-shirt game him a muscled up appearance that’ll put Jean Claude Van Damme to shame!

Did soneone say "Car Ride"?!

He seemed pretty eager to go since he didn’t need any encouragement to get in the car since he leaped in all by himself without our permission! What a rascal! He spent most of the time slobbering all over the upholstery and enjoying the scenery outside the window.

We learned that he has a phobia for stairs. Getting him to climb up a flight of stairs is easy but getting him down would require more than just doggy treats!

The coolest part was when we consulted the veterinarian on what could possibly be wrong with our yellow mammoth and the doc suggested it could be kidney failure which offended our blond behemoth. He cut the doctor off mid sentence and proceeds to give her a piece of his mind. Looks like Cloud’s very vocal about his well-being. He turned out okay in the end and we went home with him merrily chilling out and enjoying the ride in the back of the car.

What did you just say there Doc!? Kidney Failure? thats BULLSHIT!

I can almost imagine that golden giant returning to his cozy kennel and rest his lumbering mass on his favorite little corner, looking out into the world beyond that gate and thinking to himself quietly “Ahh…What a day!”

Thats all Kids! See you in my next adventure!

I WANT MY OWN ADVENTURE TOO!!

Hey! Wussup people? Its been awhile since I last wrote in my li’ll blog here. I’ve been busy dividing most of my time between my webcomic and the two girls I love the most.

I’ve been drawing pages of Sever quite frequently. Mostly on Sundays where I’ll travel to SS2 in PJ to do most of my background photography and then driving over to Shah Alam where I’ll work on the pages my a lake. Check out SeveR for god sakes! I’ve put a lotta work into it but it’s not getting the attention it deserves.

I must admit, I can’t go by a day without being with my two lovely ladies, Christine and Duchess. You have to admit they’re both cute eh?

As you all know from my past entry, Fidi, my Spitz for 9 years has disappeared. I was pretty devastated by this since I’m very attached to her. My wonderful girlfriend understood my loss and to my surprise, got me a bundle of joy.

 
Smile for the camera!

Her name is Duchess and she’s one hell of a rascal! We adopted this four legged chewing machine from a lady named Carmen in Puchong on the 28^th of February. Christine saw her ad in the papers and thought a puppy will be a perfect gift for me.

 
The 2 most important girls in my life!

Christine called up Carmen and we made an appointment to meet on Tuesday. We then spend the next few days online researching on beagle care and training methods.

 

Taking a li'll nap

On the day of the appointment, we drove up to Puchong and met up with Carmen who then took us to her home where she has one male and 2 female Beagle puppies awaiting adoption. The male puppy was charming but unfortunately he’s already been reserved. One female was kinda quiet while the one was just full of energy and mischief.

 
She looks a li'll tired

It was a hard decision to make but after careful consideration, we picked the active female and that’s how Duchess was adopted into our family. We spent the next day shopping for food, a nice pen, collar, leash and toys for out new puppy.

She's biting my hand!

For a female, Duchess is pretty tomboyish and loves to play rough. She’ll be prancing and skipping at you and gnawing at your heels. Her claws are like li’ll hook-like talons and her teeth are like rows of sharp needles. Trust me! When she’s in the mood for play, expect a li’ll pain.

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In case you didn’t notice, it’s been awhile since I wrote in my blog.

Fidi, my spitz went missing last week. Usually I won’t worry bout her running off since she’s smart enough to come back later when she’s hungry or needs shelter from the hot sun. But she didn’t come home at all and that got me worried. I’ve been searching for her ever since, driving around my housing area, searching the streets and checking the dog pounds and the SPCA with no luck.

I’m worried about her safety or if she’s injured and unable to come home. Maybe she’s still wandering the streets or maybe she’s been hit by a car. I wonder if she’s getting anything to eat or if she’s been adopted by another family who assumed she’s a stray dog. If she’s still out there, I hope she comes home soon.