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THIS IS HOW JOHNNY CAME INTO OUR LIVES AND TOUCHED OUR HEARTS…

Dear friends of panda  @_@ 
Hi… Remember Big Dog’s companion? (refer to previous e-mail)
He got caught on wednesday (30/10/02)  :-/
I was at PJ and my granny called at noon. She said a neighbour told her our White Dog has been dragged into a van, and the dog-poachers whacked him with a stick!!
Called my cousin bro who immediately took time-out fr his boss and he rushed to the puchong dog-pound fr his office in putrajaya. White Dog wasnt there…

I was the one who started feeding him when I saw him with Big Dog. He growled and snarled at me, but I offered him some biscuits. he didnt trust me at first,but soon, we all started feeding the two of them and he would prance around and wag his tail, behaving just like a kid…
 
Since they caught Big Dog, White Dog has been rather lonely. We showered all our attention to him, he grew in size and trusted us (Big Dog used to snarl at him whenever we feeded both of them).
FYI, I still miss Big Dog. I still imagine her walking gracefully up the street to greet me when I get down fr the car to open my gate…
 
White Dog’s a silly-looking dog, with his tongue hanging out most of the time. Even his table manners…. !!!
Big Dog never gobbled her food and ate gracefully, unlike White Dog
White Dog’s still a juvenile.
He couldnt stand it when we kept him in our compound.
He’d be restless and beg to be let out; esp when he sees a female-dog.. or.. ermm….. B*tch :P :P
Naughty fella……

So, doggie wasnt at the dog-pound when my cousin bro got there. So he had lunch and returned at about 2pm.
Still no trace of him. So, we decided to meet there after working hours. I borrowed my friend’s leash and muzzle and was already on LDP when my cousin called.
Fei-Fei wasnt there…
My heart dropped to my feet…
But I wasnt ready to give up.

Thursday- i left for puchong with high hopes…
He wasnt there..
Still not willing to give up,  drove to Setapak’s dog-pound and was told that the dogs in my area will be put to sleep immediately after they were caught. 
I refused to believe it, I went to SPCA in Ampang, saw a lot of nice doggies and kitties there.
Negative…
My Fei-Fei wasn’t there.
Tears welled up in my eyes when I left SPCA…
I thought my Fei-Fei was gone with Big Dog.

When I was driving back, I imagined White Dog and Big Dog walking up the street to greet me…
That really broke my heart…

The next day, we all left for work with heavy hearts.
I was driving to my aunt’s place with my mom when my granny called to inform us that our neighbour saw Fei-Fei in the van when she went to bail out her dog.
I made a detour and sped home, driving like a mad-woman, called the number that she left and everything seemed so bright and nice!!
The Indian man waited for us with Fei-Fei and two other stray dogs. evidently, he was waiting for someone to pick up the dogs (and “bribe” him and his superiors)
He demanded RM150 , but we managed to bargain til RM120.
He said White Dog’s really lucky coz like what I’ve been told, the dogs caught in the viccinity of Ampang Jaya would be put to sleep immediately and NOT fed to the lions/tigers in the zoo as most ppl assumed! 

So, we paid him, he carried White Dog into the car boot and he went off happily with his pocket full of money and our hands full of trouble!
That silly fella decided to explore my car and walked all over, shedding fur and drooling all over us, he also wanted to come to the front. I had to pull over several times and the journey which normally takes 15 mins, took us half an hour.

He was in shock and was very afraid.
He must be starving and dehydrated too for he gulped dowm more than 3 litres of water!!
Then, after a couple of hours after he’s settled down, we fed him and he fell
asleep in my cousin’s porch as he was being patted by us.

Of course he feels tired, he must have stayed up for the past couple of days, worrying about his fate.
Now, he’s better, but my poor car smells like him! YUCK!
Used up a whole bottle of Febreze, put some fragrance oil. Yet… it smells horrible!
What a price to pay!
I think it’ll be sometime b4 i can get rid of the doggie smell. FYI, he havent taken a bath at all!!!
 
So, we managed to get him back, we’re all happy (except my car!) and we’re gonna get him a license and try to keep him in our compound. he doesnt like being cooped up….
Next time u come to my house or send me home, I’ll introduce you to Fei-Fei.. The silliest looking doggie who’s a darling (minus the smell!)

Happy Carrie

I wrote this long ago, and if you’ve known me then, you might remember that I sent it via email…

9 DEC 2004 -
Don’t be fooled by his cute,chubby,innocent looks! He
killed a kitten on Thursday morning!
Bad dog!

My mom was taking him for a walk when he sensed the kitten hiding under the X’mas tree outside my cousin sis’ house. He was uncontrollable. My mom tried to pull him
but he was stronger.
Grabbed the poor, helpless, defenseless kitten and biting it like a T-Rex till it
became limp before letting go.
My mom and I were screaming but this vicious killer machine went on and on.
Bad dog!

I was in tears and the kitten was lifeless. Called the SPCA and asked for advice. They
said I could bring the kitten over so they can put it to sleep cause cats normally succumb to their injuries of an attack or accident and it’s more humane to put
it to sleep than let it suffer.It was already dead when I went out to look at it :(

Bad dog!

I was so upset with Johnny…
He’s no longer the cute, innocent doggie which I love. The halo on his head has been replaced by horns sprouting from his head!

Devilish dog!
Bad dog!

I refused to acknowledge his whimpers and whines (begging for
breakfast) and gave him the silent treatment. No pats for a whole day. Breakfast which is normally served at 8 a.m. was served at 12noon, with only half of his
normal ration. He seems to sense that I was upset with him - he didn’t dare look me in the eyes and curled up in his little corner behind the orchid. I looked coldly at him.

Bad dog!

I’ve only taught him how to catch lizards, not furballs! Most of you said it was
his instinct but he really shouldn’t have murdered the poor thing!

Bad dog! Naughty dog!

Guess what my aunt replied me via sms after I text her about Johnny’s cruel act?
She replied ” Good Johnny, very alert.”
and “Johnny is the King of Jalan Teratai”

aiyo…. apa ni….

U might remember this mail, which I sent on 13 July 2002, about Big Dog…
FYI, White Dog was what we called Johnny last time…
I still miss the gentle Big Dog, and even now, my eyes would brim with tears everytime I sit alone and think of her….

11 JULY 2002 - THURS

A dream is a wish your heart makes,

When you’re fast asleep,

In dreams you will lose your heartache,

Whatever you wish for you keep…

Everything is possible in your dream, your innermost desires come true, and your innermost fears are multiplied.

In dreams, the people you miss and love most will be so tangible; you can hold, hug and talk to them. Most of the time, you wish never to wake up, so that they will be with you forever.

Often, you will wake up with moist eyes and an aching heart, hopelessly begging for a few more minutes to be with the person, who might be thousands of miles away, or perhaps, at a faraway place, inaccessible by any means.

The dream is so real, the pain it leaves is so real but the person you wish to see most…

Don’t you know, it’s the end of the world, it ended, when you said goodbye…

Isn’t it amazing that someone who walks into your life for a brief moment can leave such a huge impact on you, leaving deep footprints and memories in your heart and soul? You know for sure, that life will never be the same again.

Previously, I have never appreciated anything that delays my plans. I would have been ranting and raving about having my plans being stalled time and again, but now with His grace, plans which I have postponed many times since 2007, has enabled me to be blessed by an angel. His timing is just perfect! God really made miracles happen in His time! (Ecclesiastes 3:11)

And I am really thankful for this verse:
“For I know the plans I have for you,” says the Lord. “They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.” (Jeremiah 29:11)

Many times, when our plans are disrupted, we will be upset and question Him, “Why?”
But as the days pass by, we will start to realize and notice the silver lining in each cloud that has previously cast a gloomy shadow upon us.

“There are no mistakes, no coincidences. All events are blessings given to us to learn from.” ~ Elisabeth Kubler-Ross

My heart and soul have been touched and are still being touched by an angel. Though it may just be a short span of time, the memories will forever be etched in my mind and heart. No doubt, life has to go on, albeit with a heavy heart – back to the mundane life and monotonous routine. But a part of me has been changed by the angel, which is so real and so true, that sometimes, the flashbacks and feelings are so overwhelming that I would be blinking and blinking, and biting my lips in vain, in my effort to keep a stiff upper lip.

Thanks, 排骨 . For making these few days so memorable for me And you are indeed a blessing and I am truly blessed with an angel as you.

I can no other answer make, but, thanks, and thanks.
- William Shakespeare

 Dedicated to my little “puppy-dog” (hehe… i know he is not “little” and he is not a “puupy” lah.. hehehe… just that I like to call my fei-chai Johnny that )

God - Spelled Backwards

Thank you Lord, for my doggie boy who melts and softens my heart all the time Amen!

Yesterday, my colleagues and I talked about things we ate as a child.
Milo powder.
Have you tried that before? Just scoop it and eat it.
I used to scoop the ‘kaya’ too and enjoy the creaminess and sweetness of the coconut milk and sugar, just like caramel.
Whoa… Syioknya.
Guess I’d learned it from my grandpa
And my granny would ’scold’ us,
"Thiew nia seng, nei sam gor khai dai… fatt dai yeet jing jau sei lor "
(Literally translated as, “F*ck your Ah Seng [God knows who is that pathetic Ah Seng!], you 3 buggers are gonna die from ‘heatiness’!” )
HAHAHAHAHAHA….

Those were the days… I miss those days…
Back there in Sri Pulau Pinang flats, we’d always be up to some mischief.
We were never allowed to go out and play with other kids, only watching them from the living room window, as they yell and run all over the place like ‘sakai’.
Grandpa and granny never allowed us to go out for fear that we would be influenced by them and neglect our studies or be ‘tainted’ with all sorts of foul language – well, we did ‘learn’ a thing or two from granny and grandpa though.
HAHAHAHAHA…..

We stayed there till I was about 7 (Cousin Marie is 5 years my senior, and cousin Melwin, 2 years my senior) before we moved elsewhere, but granny continued staying there, and rented out a room to a Chinese couple.

The 3 of us would bend over a bowl of curry laksa and dip in our forks (we were not good using chopsticks and even now, we still fumble with them!) and with one forkful of noodles, another hand would be holding a glass of water to douse the spiciness!
(Guess what? We still haven’t conquered our tolerance for spiciness yet! Damnit…)

Back then, there was this laksa lady who would come with a rod hanging over her shoulder, laden with curry laksa+soup, and benches. But we usually ta-pao home to eat. Nice…

And there was this Indian man who would carry huge metal basins on a rod, with kuih sembilan lapis and all sorts of colourful, sweet and savoury cakes. That was my favourite an-neh-neh (oops… sorry… No racial slurs here….)

When the ‘roti’ man came, we’d be too lazy to run down from the 3rd storey. So, down goes the plastic pail with a string attached to it and some loose change in it for our bread and what-nots
I can still recall that there were some round bread, with cards of Batman, Robin, Penguin & the Joker inserted inside the packaging.

Kepoh-chi Carrie would tag along with granny to the market as Marie was in school and Melwin still sleeping at home. Greedy Carrie knows that if she flashed a cheery smile and greeted the butcher, she’d get a nice piece of barbecued pork (Char-siew) to munch on.

Same goes for the auntie selling sundry, who would generously give me rock sugar to suck on Hehe….

Granny would buy me my favourite woon-chai-gou as well. Yummy.
It’s the only woon-chai-gou that I like and even now, I still return there to buy it sometimes, but the auntie making it is old and white liao

We also ‘operated’ on a baby shark that granny bought us from the market (as if there was nothing better to play or do! – We had our Playmobil – anyone knows what is it? Check out Wikipedia wooden swords, soft toys, game&watch, Matchbox cars, etc…

The Star Wars action figures, M.A.S.K. action figures, Transformers, Barbie & Ken dolls, double-decked game&watch, remote control cars, etc all came after we moved from Sri Pulau Pinang)

Hahaha!
Melwin was the surgeon, whilst Marie and I looked on and ooh, ahh all time.
Out came the baby squids, baby shrimps, etc…
Wonder why we din puke at the stench
Well, we threw away the carcass after the ‘operation’, declaring the shark dead
We were actually expecting something more inside after stories of gold rings, earrings, etc were found inside sharks/crocs which our granny told us (in her bid toget us buggers to finish up our rice…I was, (ahem!) naturally the fastest of the lot! HAHAHAHA…)
And we were disappointed that there were only shrimps and baby squids…
Kena tipu time and again by our dearest Por-por

Love you loads, Ah Por….
Miss you loads too! :’(

Someone will be leaving you today.
You are good pals at work and she is the only one who’s been influenced by your poisoning.
Soon, she will bid you adieu.

Your ally will be gone in a few more hours and who else will you share your catty & nasty remarks/gossip with now?
Are you wondering if you both will continue to be buddies or will you both start to drift further apart as the days go by, when she finds her new circle of friends with similar topics to talk about, or when she gets busy with her own life?
No one will listen or react to your incessant and petty banter now, for they have seen what an egoistic, individualistic and selfish person you are.
But I doubt you will ever keep your bl**dy mouth shut, for you always have something to say (even when it’s just a Duh-uh).

You love having the last say in every conversation; you think that every comment you make is clever and witty. But you do not know too, how biting or insulting it is to other people.

Who are you to condemn the way they dress, talk and walk? Who are you to judge them by their appearance and by the ringtones they use? Before you start making these seemingly "clever" smart-alec comment, look at yourself in the mirror first. You are none the better than any of them. Perhaps worse.
For you think the whole world owes you a favour, and you deserve to get it back.

Hurting the people who care and love you (your family, especially), by being heartless and cold, answering in monosyllables or slamming down the phone.
Well, I must congratulate you for pissing people off and hurting the very ones who love you unconditionally (esp your poor old granny).
People like you are not appreciative and thankful for what you have till it’s all gone and there’s no way of going back in time to make amends.
But I think you will feel no remorse at all, but instead, will revel in glee and still be so cocky and full of yourself then.

But there’s also a silver lining. From being with you, I learned not to be so chummy with my colleagues (current and future). But I will be a good team mate, subordinate and co-worker. I will definitely do my part well, unlike you and your "I don’t care" airs. Yet, I will keep everyone at an arm’s length, a comfortable distance - we’re only there to work, no need to be overly buddy-buddy.

<<< As Nietzsche once said, "Love and pity are forms of hatred…" The world is empty, and life is in fact an unconscious state. People and people, people and the universe; people and matter, it is all like one big performance… Weeping,laughter, it is all the same. We have nothing in common, we share nothing. It is better to reject each other and get on with it. ~ The Superman, by Bing Xin >>>

I’ve said, the time will come, but I do not need to lift a finger to see that justice is done - to redeem the trouble and unhappiness you’ve caused me and for all the poisoning and for your insensitivity, lack of team spirit and ‘couldn’t care-less’ attitude. I told you before - Jangan disebabkan nila setitik, rosak susu sebelanga. But you were doing just the opposite - by jeopardizing the team’s image and bringing negativity amongst us.

What goes around, comes around, Black-faced Ghost…
This is the day of reckoning for you.

Today’s my 13th day in my new working environ.
They have a culture of having staff assembly here once a month, to enhance camaraderie, I think.
Made us do a silly dance, warm-up, kononnya….
Aduh… if they want us to dance, show us a preview of the movements first la… At least, we’ll get a rough idea ma.
Do u think we can follow just like that?
Teaching Junior Music Course kids must also give preview ler… Else, how will they be able to do the rhythm step?

And to give us briefing as well as intro new staff to the whole ‘family’ and celebrate the babies of the month’s birthday with a simple Happy Birthday to You, You are Born in the Zoo ( I just can’t stop myself from this.. hehehe) song and cake cutting ceremony.
So, being new, naturally I have to go up and introduce myself.
Everyting was in Mandarin, even the briefing. I could only understand less than half of it. Pity the Malay colleagues who could just stare at the screen, ternganga mulutnya… Abang, tutup mulutnya, nanti masuk lalat!
HAHAHA (can’t help not inserting this…. we used to tease our classmate like this too )
Oops, got side-tracked again…

One by one they got onto the stage, to the gal before me.
The so-called MC pronounced her name and even made a silly comment on it.
How insensitive, damn it!
I could foresee my name being tangled in a mouthful of incomprehensive syllables by that woman ( Actually, I would love to use another equivalent for ‘woman’, starting with the letter "B"   :-P   **wink wink**)
True enough, Madam Smart-A** simply pronounced it without even making the effort to ‘try’ at all. APATHY again???
Damn..
My nervousness made way for anger as I strode to the front.
I had to re-say my name cause that woman made it sound as if I am an alien of somesort.

What I am irritated is, not because she made a fool of herself (that’s HER problem) by saying both Eva’s and my name wrongly, but the fact that she did not make any effort in asking anyone or even us for the proper ‘phonics’, no effort at all on her part!
And, the fact that she made silly comments on how long are our names, this and that. Insensitive B*tch….
No apologies at all - just shows the level of her tactfulness & insensitivity or perhaps, which doubles up as APATHY…
Eva and I really feel insulted with the way she handled this.

I say, if you can’t read a person’s name, just apologize and say something more diplomatic, intelligible and sensible lah…

By the way, I hate it when my "Anne" (with a silent ‘e’) is read in Bahasa Baku.
"Annie’ her head lah!
How insulting!
Just wait till I spank her "fanny" for that!
DAMN….
And if she’d pronounced my "Shuit Har" as "Sweet Heart", that’d sound just fine.
Instead, I dunno what the H*ll she said, as I was already rolling my eyes at the ceiling, trying to turn my snarl into a smile….

Annie her head lah…. Fanny woman…. Fanny B*tch… Whip the B*tch’s fanny till it bleeds…. (hey, it ryhmes… B*tch & bleeds)