Kelabu and new cat (still don't have name) on the basket. Look..
Saturday, September 29, 2012
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
Aiyo.. This cat is too much. Just come to our house only for 2 days and he bravely climb my legs... Look at his face. Not scared with innocent face.
Saturday, September 22, 2012
Aiyo.. Another imigrant cats come to our house.
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
Another our cat die in tragic way. Chi Itam die after accidentally crash with my father car. I think Chi Itam have shown weird this week. R.I.P Chi Itam..
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
I love to capture our cat sleep altogether like this picture... Dunno what to describe but it is really cute..
Monday, September 17, 2012
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Cat can be a good friend. Look at the picture. Kantung lick Kelabu fur even though they are not related.
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
After a week of pain, Kantung has recovered his health. But still not active like before.. Look at the picture, Kantung play with Buangan..Kantung sick Kantung injured
Monday, September 10, 2012
Hm.. I dunno if the place I've put at the title is right. If wrong, just give me the correct word. Okay, in this picture this two little girl (heheheh. can cat called girl?) sleeping together at iron board (correct me if I'm wrong). It quite annoying especially when my brother want to iron his clothes (ooo. I've not iron my clothes for long time ago.. hahaha. Am I lazy??). Look at them, Chi Itam and Puteh sleeping together.
Thursday, September 6, 2012
Now, we know why Kantung not feeling well. He got injured at the back.. Look at the picture...
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Hm.. Kantung is not feeling well.. Dunno why but his legs also look he is in pain. Pray for this active cat...
Monday, September 3, 2012
I just read the fascinating story about street cat named Bob that change life of a guy. Because I'm afraid of wrongfully understanding, so I just copy the article for you
Recovering drug addict James Bowen’s life was at a low ebb in the spring of 2007. On methadone as part of a programme to wean him off heroin, he was barely scraping an existence busking in London’s Covent Garden, when he returned to his sheltered accommodation in Tottenham one evening to find a ginger tom on the doorstep. The thin mangy moggy seemed as lonely and hopeless as James, who took pity on the animal and began feeding him. After a local search failed to yield an owner, James took the stray in, an arrangement that filled as much a need in him as in the cat, whom he christened Bob. After a childhood made difficult by his parents’ divorce and much moving around, including emigration from England to Australia, James had come to London where he played in a rock band and then drifted into a life of drug dependency fuelled by petty crime. What Bob offered James was the opportunity to care for another creature, a responsibility he had never known. With his limited resources, James slowly and lovingly nursed Bob back to health. He dug into his meagre income to feed Bob and they settled into a companionable existence whose only inconvenience was Bob’s refusal to use a litter tray and insistence on being walked down the five flights of stairs from the flat to go out to the loo. But then Bob started following him and it became increasingly difficult to shoo him away, especially as there were dangerous roads to be crossed. One day there was nothing for it but to put Bob on a makeshift lead and take him along. Bob travelled sitting on James’s shoulders.James’s routine was to put Bob out for the day before setting off on the bus into town to sing and play his guitar for tourists in Covent Garden.Source :- DailyMail
The trouble was, so many cat-mad passers-by stopped him to stroke the animal that James arrived late at his pitch, secretly cursing Bob for thereby costing him some of his usual £25-a-day takings. He couldn’t have been more wrong.Within minutes, people who would normally have walked by without giving James a second glance were lingering to make a fuss of the cat sitting sedately in his guitar case, and most made a donation. By the end of the day, he’d racked up more than £60. It was the beginning of a phenomenon as tourists and commuters befriended Bob and James, many bringing titbits for the cat. People were amazed at how placidly Bob would sit all day, quite happily watching the world go by while James earned a living. Not that it was always without a hitch; on a couple of occasions Bob bolted when startled, leading to a frantic chase through the crowded streets.Bob’s popularity continued when James switched from busking to selling the Big Issue, the magazine produced and sold by homeless people. This change in direction was part of James’s growing sense of a need to get his life in order, which he puts down to the responsibility of looking after Bob, and the example the cat offered of the possibility of a second chance. It enabled James to make the final push to end his drug dependency, going through the necessary cold turkey to get off heroin substitutes, and to mend broken contacts with his family. The final result of Bob’s influence came when a literary agent who passed the duo every day and had seen them on YouTube suggested James tell their story in a book. The result is this heart-warming tale with a message of hope that will appeal especially to the many cat obsessives out there.
Watch some great video Such a great story. Look, how Bob change the life of James Bowen from zero to hero... Ooooo. If you want to buy book by James Bowen title ' A Street Cat Named Bob' by at the link below....
It is become best seller of the book... Great book.. Which one is cute one? Bob or Lak?
Saturday, September 1, 2012
Okay, after cat with printer, this is entry cat with radio. Like previus post, the cat sleep at the radio. Who is it?