Things that I Missed (1)

The next few posts are gotta be way overdue, The Cow and I had been busy since we came back to England, running errands.

Apart from dealing with a particular troublesome individual, which I almost tore my hair off, things are good.

Coming back made me realised the little things I missed about this place. Be it a little robin dropping by the garden for visit, to a dead badger by the side of the motorway (though I prefer to see a live badger and never had that luck).

A drive down the motorway admiring all the con-trails, staring at the night sky making wishes upon shooting stars. Those were the little things I missed.

Inhumane

Pea's here and she hasn't been around much this trip, dragged ourselves down to The Curve for the afternoon.

Since we're there, dropped by Pet Safari in Ikano Power House. The visit left us horrified and it was one of the rare occasions that I left the store empty handed.
Shortly existing the exotic pets section, we chanced by tanks of supposedly 'cute' hamsters and chinchillas. Upon closer observation, a lot of them were disfigured. Loads of them had eye infection and some so bad that part of their face has rot.
Each of the tanks contained easily 30 hammies (could even be more) and there's one drinking bowl in each individual closure. There were dead hamster in one of the bowl, and a dead foetus in the other two, the discovery left us speechless.

At this point one loud mouth dark-skin gal hopped passed screaming ,'The hamsters are sooooooooo cute, so cute. The hamsters are soooooo cute!' I turned round and replied,'Gal, have you not opened your eyes and look? The poor hamsters are drinking from a bowl with their dead siblings in it. Have you not looked? The hamsters' face were rotting?' No, she's too pre-occupied to even hear me.

There were signs in the store saying photo-taking is prohibited, is that their way to stop letting people know how badly the animals are treated? Just because the hamsters are one of the cheapest 'merchandise' they've displayed doesn't give them the excuse to abuse nor neglect them.

Goodbyes

Finally the time has come to bid farewell to a place I've called home for the past 30 months.
Farewell to newly found friends, Hunter, Elena, Tony, Onur. All very nice peeps and felines. Yes nice peeps, in fact I was asked why I'm starting to adore Elena, simply because I admire her wit, humour and genuineness. She's nice.

The chaos of packing and logistics had somehow kept our mind busy, but once that was over and done with, the slight sadness and unwillingness to leave sunk in.

Yes the 5.30 am flight and transit did take a tow on me as well.
Sitting next to me on my final transit was this very nice and friendly German chap (well I assumed he's German since he departed from Frankfurt and his ascent as well). Being as unsociable as always, I've avoided all small talks and eye contact. I'm drained and moody,... but throughout the seven hours flight, it was inevitable that we finally became 'acquaintance'. Just exchanged experiences from different countries and comments on how bad the inflight meals were before once again bidding farewell.

So many goodbyes in one day.

Hunter

Running my fingers through his thick fluffy snow white coat makes me wanna keep a feline of mine own.
He's vocal, full of personality, and loves to pose for me. What more can I ask for? Its funny how Tony seemed to take Hunter as his hobby, tormenting him by dragging his furry arse around the sofa, doping him with catnip. And strangely, Hunter seemed to enjoy the attention, maybe he gets the kick sinking in his sharp claws and drawing blood from his poor owner.
Had a great afternoon at Tony's, spending most of my time with my kitty host, which might have made me appeared rather anti-social ... what can I say? I prefer animal companionship ... not really so much of a people person.

B & B

Mr Pigeon flew over to our balcony and decided that its a nice place to stop over for the night.

My first thought was that it might have been injured or something, seeing that despite all the lights and noises in the apartment, it stayed put.

Took out some rice and water for him, and he gladly dug in after we went to bed.

Was really 'nice' of our honourable guest who decided to leave us some thank-you gifts.

Caterpea

This lil fella almost lost his head to Moo's merciless knife. He's now got a name, Caterpea. *grin*