Murmurs

Taking a brief moment to babble, Pea's arriving in half an hour and we've gotta go pick her up. So murmur twitter style (even though I can't stand it).

Murmur 1

Spotted this rather "interesting" display,...
the shop assistant in MPH might either have a sense of humour or she's illiterate.

Well I certainly don't wanna have one of those as a pet...

Murmur 2

Despite having a twin cylinder 1.5 metre water filter in the porch for the house, the quality of water that we've been consuming still alarms me.
As proven from the state of our tap filter,... gosh,... even after the tap filter,... how safe is the water that I've been drinking?
(yes I only drink water from the kettle after boiling,... but still I can't help but worry).






Murmur 3

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Meditating

One on my left, one on my right, and one in front.

Six mozzie bites later, swelling up like a balloon, showered and floured myself with talcum powder. Went to bed feeling a tad better.
Tossed and turned, in totally darkness danger lured at a corner. Five minutes later, another bite on my arm and one on my finger ... It's just impossible to sleep with eight bites. Frantically scratching non-stop, I'm like a monkey filled with ticks.

Now sitting here in the living room, the house's smoking with three mozzie coils, one on my left, one on my right and another in front.
Meditating with mozzie coil, my eyes are starting to mist. The price to pay for a "itchless" nap, hope I don't die from intoxication.

Never Fails

... to surprise me. A dog, a weird dog.
This is the first dog I've ever known who takes her tablets like treats.
This is the first dog I've ever known who drinks "Bitter Yuck" like water.
This is the first dog I've ever known who prefers to whine and howl than bark.
This is the first dog I've ever known, who's more fascinated by kites and aeroplanes than screaming kids and kitties.

She's desperate for a wee, out the gate, and ohhhhhhhh kites,... (half a minute later) pee,... need to pee.
(Finished business)
Ohhhh kites,.... (another half a minute) ohhhh aeroplane.... (and she's completely in her own world).

PS: Bitter Yuck is sprayed on stuff to prevent your canine from chewing it, it's supposed to taste REALLY REALLY digusting.

Pea Day

Happy twenty one lil Pea. Don't feel old, for you still have a long way to go.

Updates

The past two weeks had been a nightmare for both canine and humans, canine has to be confined from reaching for her toys and jumping around, not to mentioned she's banned from the porch area as well. Humans? Well we'd to put up from the grumpy spayed bitch, oh and her whines.

At long last, she's been given the approval (by moi) to have her torture device removed. She once again a free canine.

What ya about to see or hear in the clip below is just a small taste of what I've to face everyday. Yes, she's once again managed to score a ball in the hole under the couch. No, I dunno what she's managed to kicked in, coz this is the sixth time that night and I can't give a crap.

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Last bit of energy

I'm now writing this entry with my last remaining bit of energy . The exhaustion accumulated during the past few weeks (especially the last) is now taking its toll.

Starting from senior's visit, to Yumi's operation, Cow's friend's short visit, and now the worsening of Yumi's wound. As for senior's visit, well I won't go into anymore details, those trusted friends you should have the password, go read for yourself. Cow's friend is a really nice chap, that's all I'm gotta say. So leaving Yumi's operation and her recovery progress, that oh boy I'll write an essay with my last breathe.

Right, to begin with my essay, Yumi was sent in for spaying last Saturday, well I'd no problems with my vet back at home, but here,... the vet just somehow made things worse for us.

If you'd like to see how bad Yumi's current condition is (that's if you have digested your last meal), just click on the link below and key in password "Please gross me out".

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Day 1: Sent her in for operation at noon, was told to call back at 4pm to check if we can fetch her home that night. Rang up and was informed that she's still under surgery!!! . Fine, called them back at the time I was told. "They" informed me that she's still drowsy from the anesthetic no choice but to keep her for the night. I've strictly asked for them to walk her before the clinic shuts at 9.30pm as first of all she's outdoor trained, and secondly the drip during the operation might be too much for her bladder to take (that's if they even gave her a drip)... Called again at 9pm with the same set of instruction. Oh before I forget, asked them how's Yumi taking her experience being caged up,...... the caller on the other end of the line reply, "Oh she's taking it really well, in fact she's more eager to play than anything!" It doesn't help that everytime I called, with the self introduction of, "Hi I'm XXX, I'm checking on my DOG which was sent in this ...." and they would come back to be after 15 seconds of putting me on hold and ask if my pet was a cat or a dog. Cow advised that I should have told them that it was a goldfish. At that point, I was starting to get really worried.

Informed them that I'll pick Yumi up at 10am the next day (since the clinic opens at 10), lady on the line explain that the staff needs to clean up the cage before Yumi can leave so I can only pick her up at 11am,... WTF since when does the patient in hospital has to wait till the nurse and cleaner clean up the room before discharge? What kinda screwed up logic is that?
After much negotiation, they agreed to let me pick her up at the time I requested.

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Day 2: Went to the clinic at half ten, giving a 30 mins leeway for them to prepare for her discharge. Was asked if I wanna get a E-collar for her,... the counter staff shut up after my comment, "E-collar,... isn't that an absolute MUST after a surgery? So you are telling me that its optional?" Lady then asked me to wait as they try to fit the collar I just "bought". Fine, told them I'll be running to the shops opposite the street to pack some lunch. Back at 11am, asked them where Yumi's at and ... was told she's now taken out for a pee... ... ... ... don't think they got my instructions from last night, well, and from 10am till 11am,... one hour,... really felt like strangling that *BEEP* behind the counter.

Asked for a letter of proof for the spay, "Oh you have to wait for 2 weeks, come back in 2 weeks' time." Err.... do you need a solictor to write it for ya?

Finally I get to see the distressed canine. Outside the clinic, questioned the assistant if Yumi's nails had been trimmed as requested, her reply just made them look even more unprofessional, "Oh it still look abit long" Ya, underlying statement, "Oh *BEEP* !!! forgot to do that". She then dragged out the poor groomer and trimmed her nails outside the clinic. Not the groomer's fault since he hasn't been given the task in the first place.

One BIG mistake I made, asked her how's the wound. She got the groomer to lift my canine up. Thinking she's just trying to point to me, I din't think twice to stop her. Before my brain can catch up with my eyes,... she peeled up the med tape on the wound, liken tearing off a piece of waxing tape,... and it sounds like it as well ... YOU *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* ,... do you have to go to such extend to show me? Speechless, I left as quickly as my wounded canine could walk.

Back at home, canine drank a whole bucket of water. Can't help but to be convinced that she hasn't been given food nor drinks the whole stay with them.

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Day 3: Yumi's doing ok I suppose, she finished all the food I cooked for her. Mixed veg, tofu, pork, and some kibbles. She's drinking alot too, But her wound is slightly sore. No problem on the whole.

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Day 4: Her wound isn't looking good, its swell up even more and it's reddened. Oh did I mentioned that the vet refused to give me any antibiotics for her? They said that being such a MINOR operation, giving her a dose after the operation should be sufficient... BULLOCKS!!!

Brought her back to the clinic, vet tried to squeeze her wound to see if that's any fluid from the swell. Nope, none so ever. The *BEEP* vet wasn't convinced, squeezed a few more times, now I see blood. The vet felt my laser beam eye and quickly stopped. Was given a course of antibiotic and some pills to relieve the pain and bring down the swell *FINALLY*. Kept Yumi under supervision to prevent further licking of her wound and most of the night she's alright. Her e-collar has been off since yesterday and she has been doing well.

Just as I turned my back, she sneaked quietly to the porch. Went out and found her licking her wound.
*Flash back to few months ago* When Yumi was having her first heat, she diligently licked and cleaned every trace of blood. Now with the blood from the wound *all thanked to her vet* she's starting to clean it.

From that incident on, blood just kept dripping like a leaking tap. I've no choice but to put the e-collar on her. With the device, the dumb canine din't dare to lay down, so sleeping was somehow outta the question. I had to cradle her like some baby till she's too tired and totally off guard, then gently pushing her to the ground with the head resting on her bed. But even with that, the longest she'd sleep was not more than 30 mins. It's gotta be a long night.

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Day 5 (Today): There's still a bit of blood from the wound, I'm starting to apply the cream given more often than asked. The bleeding went down. She's refusing to drink, eat and pee with her e-collar on. Nope, the hunger strike isn't gotta work for her this time. Beaten by exhaustion, managed to get force her to lay down next to me, her legs are starting to kick, good sign of her resting and dreaming. Sigh, I'm gotta get some shut-eye before the four-legged wakes up. Will rant more on her post-op recovery progress when I'm slightly more recharged.

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PS: I've just tried taking her e-collar off (had to bring her out for a quick relief), despite its necessary, I totally regrated it. All the yelling and screaming just to stop her from licking her wound. Putting the e-collar back was a nightmare, spent *BEEP* *BEEP* 30 mins to do it and not to mention she's totally freaked out yet again *sigh*. Manage to get her some treats and medication before popping the lampshade back on her.

Moo Moment (4)

... (Continuing our dialogue on my guilt for sending Yumi for neutering)

Moo: What if you have kids, would you be so worked up as towards Yumi?

Me: Nope coz I love dogs more than I love kids.

Moo: Then the kid is so gotta hate you.

Me: Well then the kid has to learn not to talk back just like Yumi doesn't (smacking face coz Yumi talks back all the time... change statement) Well she doesn't verbally abuse me.

Moo: She does, she's taught me the art of doggy language,... ohh I tell you, some of the statement she made is pretty vulgar,.... for example Ahhhhfuuuu means *Beep**Beep*Beep*....

Me: *Speechless*

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Me: Dammit,... if only that's a way to stop Yumi from jumping around after the operation.

Moo: Ya,... dream on.

Me: Maybe we can ask the vet if he can put a body cast on her,... just like the one in "Something About Mary"??

Moo: Not a bad idea.

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(conversation five minutes ago)
*Pooof*

Me: *Busy spreading medicated oil on my nose*

Moo: *Running away from crime scene* OMFG it smells bad,... *BEEPING* Bad...

Me: I can't smell a thing *thank god*

Moo: *Returning to crime scene* Oh no, the second round is coming,... and I fear this time its not just gotta be just a fart but actual poo might pop out... *unplugged and grab lappy running up the stairs*

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