Restless me

I am extremely restless.

Apple's feet is almost healed. But her feverish condition is going from bad to worse. Today, I attempted to feed her with some chicken, which she expressed no interest in. I had to force it into her mouth, which didn't yield any success, for she spat them out. Later, she made her into the drain, twice. I had to relocate her, after cleaning her.

I drove to the mart to get a tub of glucose, in hope to energise her abit. She licked up 2 shots of them in an instant, to my slight relief.

Hazel is picking her up tomorrow for the clinic again.

Other than worrying, I can only hope, for now.

Get Well Soon

A day after I am torn between laughing or crying at Apple's Elizabeth Collar, I have decided that I should be bleeding from the core of my heart. I wish there were language classes for Dog'ish. Apple has been reduced to bones and skin. The Doxycycline is working out in Apple's tummy, causing her to vomit transparent foam. I have trouble feeding her as she do not seem to be interested in any foodstuff. The swell on her legs seems to be improving, and I hope the comforting trend carries on.

Apple, get well soon.

Sick Apple

It started a week ago when I realised Apple limping. Thinking it could be someone who injured her, I cursed and swore into the thin air. Then, the injury developed into pain at the sole. But it healed within 3 days, after which, a sore came up at the top of the paws. Apple licked at the paws occasionally.

Yesterday, I saw that Apple's eyes became teary and almost sunken. I became worried and arrange for her to be taxied to a vet. The vet instructed that Apple should be fasted.

Just now, she returned, with 3 bags of pills, a bottle of cleaning solution and a canister of cream, and, an Elizabeth's Collar. I do not know whether to laugh or to cry.

Youth Nowadays

Heard over local radios:

"現在的青年，哪裡像我們以前 ..."

"以前老師講什麼，我們那裡敢 ..."

"現在的學生，不懂尊師重道 ..."

"As teachers, they have certain honour in them and should be respected ..."

"Kids nowadays are ..."

A foreign student studying at a local university stabbed his lecturer and committed suicide afterwards. Local media spare no efforts to 'angelise' the lecturer and diagnosed all sorts of mental illnesses and intellectual problems on the dead student. The chinese saying "死無對證" could not be better demonstrated.

Many call-in programmes on the local radios wasted no time in opening the lines for callers to discuss circling the topic of "Youth Nowadays". And I have guessed it right that most callers are the middle-aged housewives or their male counterparts. The boring theme coupled with the equally repetitive response from the callers could not bore me further. Like the blame shifted wholesale onto the dead student, the middle aged shifted the blames for the dysfunctions of youths in the current time to the youth's internal dispositions. A handful went a step further by blaming them on the teachers, the school and the society as a whole. 

However, when one points the accusing finger outside, he fails to realise that three other fingers are pointed at himself. Have they forgotten - Who brought up the youths? Who sent the kids to tuitions, ballet class and shop for all the supplementary workbooks? Who built the society we live in today?

Such is the characteristics of our middle-aged - talk, whine and no action, complain-criticise-condemn.

Kittens

Yesterday, when I was waiting to clear the stuff from the funeral at Teck Whye, Ah Jian (knowing my love for animals), told me that he spotted a litter of kittens nearby. I hurriedly hopped over and take a look. The kittens are truly guilty of killing me with their innocence. When I held BabyGray in my hands donned in half-finger gloves, she snuggled towards my bare-skinned wrist to feel my bodily warmth.

I almost decided to bring them back. But I could not get past the hurdle of the thought that I might we be separating them from their mother forever. Though I know that they'll probably leave their mother(or the other way round) in due course, but at least they get to spend a few days of kinship, suckling from their mummy.

How can this post be completed without Nini-the-Cat.

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In the past 10 days

. My birthday only reminds me of a cruel 4 letter acronym - IPPT or individual physical proficiency test. Or is it the opposite? Every year, as my birthday drew near, my stress level would increase. I would be thinking of ways to sneak pass my IPPT. This year is a bad year for IPPT. Martian took another 2 weeks of medical leave after her month long leave, which leaves me with all the work at the office. I became increasingly worried that I could not pass my 2.4km run without training. Fortunately, I did.

.. Shuyan stinged me a chat on MSN a couple of days ago. The first since 3 years has passed. Thought the contents of the chat were nothing intimate, it was enough to stir a mini storm in my almost pacified memory. 

The bigger the pond, the further the ripples will travel. 

The deeper the emotions, ... ...

... I wanted to get Rose, Daisy and Apple, and Nini-the-Cat some goodies yesterday for, I have dedicated my birthday to them. But I had to help with work because of a short of manpower for the work yesterday. Nonetheless, I am certain I will get them some good stuff these few days.

.... I picked up my degree certificate at RELC a few days ago.

..... 劍 invited me to follow him back to China next year. I am contemplating.

...... I had a bad dinner at ThaiExpress 2 days ago. But I made it up with a good one yesterday at See Hoi (101).

....... I got a bad haircut at Jantzen, courtesy of Johnson. Seamonkey got one average haircut and a bad hairwash, courtesy of Fanny and BuiBui. Fanny was not as bad as Johnson. Could not blame the hairdresser, Ann was just too good.

Thanks to Geok Cheng, Bang, Tiko, Wanping, Gohzi & Emilia for yours wishes.