I thought it a little unfair that I would set up a blog JUST for P,B & J. It's as if to love only ONE member of NSYNC rather than ALL the talented boys in which the group consisted of. After all, there were only 3 of them right? Be kind and spread the love!
I've been blessed with the company of my 6 family cats for a very long time now. So long that they're now eligible for various types of discounts because they're elderly and will likely pronounce fff as ppp like a great number of golden age folks do (because teeth don't last forever). But they truly are preciously golden =) My Mama Ayeow has been with me since I was 13 and is still gratefully going strong. She's 11 years old this year. Because of her the rest exist with the exemption of Kiki, who was my very first rescued cat off the streets from 9 years ago. The sisters, Sakura and Angie are the same age as well and their antisocial aunt Mimi is 10. I honestly never would've thought that Mimi would come this far as she was always a little too timid and too skinny and have had countless bouts of illnesses along the years. I'm hoping that she has many more moons to see. She looks so fragile these days. Parsi is the youngest at 8. The same age as my brother Syafiq. Though the baby of the family, he's almost always as grumpy as a man forced to skip lunch. A very fat man. When he's in this mood (which is 23 hours of the 24 in a day) Parsi will scratch and refuse to love you and will also attempt to bite your finger even though he's already missing incisors and perhaps some molars too. He will have a change of heart though, if you have a can of catfood.
I love these cats like Joan Rivers loves plastic surgery. And she'll keep going till she wins her battle against gravity. Perhaps she is the ONLY one who isn't about recycling these days. Did I mention I believe she's not biodegradable? But at least she believes in animal rights and she is sometimes funny.
=) But I digress, here's in honor of my favorable furry heart-clinchers. May they live long and happy with me ...if not for me!
I've been blessed with the company of my 6 family cats for a very long time now. So long that they're now eligible for various types of discounts because they're elderly and will likely pronounce fff as ppp like a great number of golden age folks do (because teeth don't last forever). But they truly are preciously golden =) My Mama Ayeow has been with me since I was 13 and is still gratefully going strong. She's 11 years old this year. Because of her the rest exist with the exemption of Kiki, who was my very first rescued cat off the streets from 9 years ago. The sisters, Sakura and Angie are the same age as well and their antisocial aunt Mimi is 10. I honestly never would've thought that Mimi would come this far as she was always a little too timid and too skinny and have had countless bouts of illnesses along the years. I'm hoping that she has many more moons to see. She looks so fragile these days. Parsi is the youngest at 8. The same age as my brother Syafiq. Though the baby of the family, he's almost always as grumpy as a man forced to skip lunch. A very fat man. When he's in this mood (which is 23 hours of the 24 in a day) Parsi will scratch and refuse to love you and will also attempt to bite your finger even though he's already missing incisors and perhaps some molars too. He will have a change of heart though, if you have a can of catfood.
I love these cats like Joan Rivers loves plastic surgery. And she'll keep going till she wins her battle against gravity. Perhaps she is the ONLY one who isn't about recycling these days. Did I mention I believe she's not biodegradable? But at least she believes in animal rights and she is sometimes funny.
=) But I digress, here's in honor of my favorable furry heart-clinchers. May they live long and happy with me ...if not for me!
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