Hello there

Hi there.

I’m still alive..

Haven’t been blogging, cos the past few months were busy.

.. busy working, adjusting and learning. I’ve signed up for part-time studies too.

Work, rest, study, rest… I feel guilty of not spending enough time with my little guy.

 I’ve been wanting to blog, but haven’t found time to do so.

“Tomorrow,” I said.

Before I knew it, 3 months have passed! Yikes!

Aw man. 😦

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Dear Readers,

I hope you’re doing well.. I miss blogging together with everyone, and hope to join everyone on this journey again.

Sending my love from sunny Singapore.

Xoxoxo

Watching over me..

I used to blog late at night.

Things changed after we moved in with my Father-in-law.

One evening as I was typing, the wind started howling… the doors creaked.. and I heard footsteps.. The thought of my late mother-in-law dropping in for a “visit” petrified me.. Quickly, I whispered a prayer and went to bed.

Since then, I blogged in the afternoons.. It wasn’t solely because of that incident, it was partly because staying up was disruptive to Kitty’s sleeping patterns- he would only sleep when I’m done, much to our dismay.

In the afternoons, Kitty would be sitting in a corner watching me blog, taking a nap, or secretly plotting to destroy my laptop. 😛

At the entrance of the room.. Now you see me, now you don’t.

He is my go to friend, when I’m taking breaks between my stuff. The work colleague that you always hangout with? Yea, Kitty has become that person. 😉

When I’m stuck in a blogging rut, I would paced around the house for ideas. There he would be, watching me silently from the corners of the house.

Hello! From the entrance of another room..

From conception of an idea to completion of a post, Kitty is my witness throughout the process. In many ways, he is my inspiration. 🙂

He is always there watching over me..

.. or is there another?

Ps: Sorry for the absence. I was down with nasty gastroenteritis.. and it took time to get well. Hoping to get back to the routine!

Art Stage Singapore-Sweet cat

Sweet dreams are made of macaroons, fresh cream and cats..

Is the cat is grooming itself.. or licking up all the sweetness? 🙂

Authenticity of origin?

Once, I tried to be a cat.

My camouflage.. Kosé clear whitening mask and a pair of cat ears. Voilà!

 

Kitty, the Authenticator came to examine the new kid cat on the block.

It didn’t take long before my cover was blown..

.. I could tell from the bewilderment in his eyes.

It was a catastrophe.

Eyes on the prize..

It was a hot and humid afternoon.

Kitty was sprawled on the bed, taking his usual afternoon nap.

“What a perfect opportunity to take pictures of him,” I thought. As soon as I whipped out the camera, Kitty woke up..

“Who dares to awake me from my slumber?”

The death stare.. Anyone who incurs his wrath will be executed. Luckily for me, I’ve been spared from that dreadful fate. The King still needs his humble servant to prepare his daily meals.

I didn’t go empty handed. With trembling hands, my peace offering was presented.

Things took a turn for the better.. (His eyes was on the prize!)

The treat caught his undivided attention!
Upon seeing it, Lord Grouchy completely forgotten what happened moments ago.

My offering was devoured with satisfaction.. Even though no praises was given, I shall not murmur under my breath.

Cat treats are my saving grace.. because of them, I get to live another day in peace.

Kitty’s bath time

There is a handful of things to do, when you have a cat.

Feeding, trimming the nails, changing the litter, playtime and bath time.. I enjoy doing everything for Kitty, especially giving him a bath.

Water. Soap. Bubbles. Scrub. Wash.
Lets get you clean and fresh again.
Soak. Lather. Rinse. Dry. Comb.

Bath times are special.. the fortnightly baths helped me and Kitty form a closer bond together.

Kitty doesn’t adore taking baths, but he doesn’t hate it with a passion either. He is more cooperative, when the water is nice and hot.

(I guess we both share the same pet peeve for lukewarm baths/showers.. 🙂 )

My cool cat.. Kitty is calm and collected, even in the bath.
Ps: I prepared the usual bubble bath for him, but the studs disappeared as soon as Kitty was put in the sink.

After a few pictures, I put the camera away quickly.

It was time for a final rinse.

Thank you for showing me how wonderful bath time can be, Kitty!

My sleepy Kitty..

It was a hot and humid afternoon.

Tucked in a corner of the bedroom, Kitty was fast asleep on his tower.

Fast asleep, Kitty looked serene, peaceful and adorable.
While he snoozed, I admired his facial features. Kitty’s fine whiskers, tiny nose, tightly shut eyes and “botak” (bald) eyebrows..
He looked so cute! I had to restrain myself from giving him a squeeze! 😀

As I took a handful of pictures from different angles, Kitty woke up.. The sound from the camera shutter must have woken him.

“What are you doing, Mummy?” he blinked sleepy at me.

I didn’t want to startle him, so I pretended I was taking selfies.. Lol. Kitty didn’t like to be photographed while sleeping (he would either move to another spot or meow in protest, if he realised what happened).

Not sensing anything amiss, Kitty buried his head into the fleece blanket and went back to sleep. Phew!

In “stealth” mode, I carried on taking close up shots until there was a sudden toss in his bed.

Hrrrgh!
Annoyed and trying to sleep in peace.. the sound from the camera is getting on his nerves.

Ops.. so much for “stealth” mode… 😥

I took a last picture, before Kitty awakens with rage.