There was a huge storm last night. One of the biggest I have ever seen in a while anyway. But I wasn't awaken by the thunder or the lighting, I was awaken cos I had a cat on my face. REALLY.

I was sleeping on the sofa last night, to keep the kittens company since they weren't allowed in the guest room. So anyway, I fell asleep with 2 kittens on my lap and woke up to 1 scared one on my face. Ralph was beside himself, he didn't know where the noise was coming from and why it was so loud. Since he was abandon when he was really young, the only "mother" he knows are the humans that look after him. So he tried to snuggle as close to me as he could. Scampy decided to just hide under the blankets. I couldn't sleep with him on my face, besides his whiskers were tickling my nose, so we made a compromise. I shifted him to my shoulder and he agreed to sleep there. Only problem was, I couldn't change my sleeping position once he had settled there.

I woke up to a gloomy day with overcast skies. Not to mention a sore back.

Broken

I'm still cat-sitting and the cats are fine. This time, its the house that is giving me problems.

I woke up today and wandered into the kitchen, still half-asleep. The whole kitchen was flooded!! And trust me, I woke up the minute I stepped into the water. Seems that there is something wrong with the fridge. Its still cold and the ice dispenser is still working so I'm not too sure what's wrong.

Anyway, I walk into the master bedroom to switch on the air-conditioner for the cats ( yes, they sleep with it on) and what do you know, that's spoilt as well. It's working but there is disgusting musky smell coming out of it which didn't happen the last 2 days.

So now I have two healthy cats and one broken down house.

Cruel Intentions

How can a human being mistreat an innocent animal and act as if he did nothing wrong?
There was a recent case of animal abuse in the newspapers recently, someone had put a rubber band so tightly round a cat's neck that it ate into his flesh and nearly killed him. I'm sure there are a lot more cases of animal abuse that is never reported.
Each time I read such a report, it makes me sick. I can't understand how people can be so cruel? Even if you're not an animal lover, there is no reason to harm them. As chief-keeper of my own mini zoo, I would personally kill anyone who dares to lay a finger on any of my animals.

Its my 2nd day of pet-sitting for Ralph and Scampy, and I must say they are behaving themselves really well. Ok, Ralph is behaving himself but Scamp is really sweet. They do the most stupid and funny things, like this morning they wandered into the bathroom while I was having my shower and started to play with the water droplets on the shower screen. Once I was done, Ralph decided to step into the shower area, only to retreat with disgust when he realised the floor was soaking wet. And did I mention about how I came home to 2 kittens swinging on the curtains? Pictures of them when I get home

I was reading the newspaper yesterday and I came across this article where Muslims were going around killing everyone who was a non-Muslim. The details of the killings made me feel a bit sick but at the same time, it also made me wonder. If I had been in that situation at that point in time, what would I have said when they pointed the gun at me and asked " Are you a Muslim?" Would I have denied my religion to save my life?
In that moment of fear, I don't think I would know what to say. I don't know if I can be one of those people you read about, the kind that would proudly proclaim their religion, knowing that they would die for what they believed in. It all seems so , well, movie-like. In real-life, one has to be a bit more practical.

Last night, I had to attend my cousin's wedding. He had a church wedding on Saturday which we didn't attend, simply because we didn't feel comfortable in that church. But we went for his wedding dinner anyway. My cousin is really into this whole church thing, I've nothing against it but when he made his speech and thanked his church "brothers and sisters" before his parents, I just thought that it wasn't right. After all, who can be more important than your own parents? My family and I sat through dinner, the 4 of us obviously uncomfortable with the worship and continuous references to "Him". Don't get us wrong, we're not atheists, we're just used to a more subtle, quiet & personal way of embracing our religion. Well, to each it's own. The dinner is over, we've survived and my cousin is happy cos all of us came to celebrate this special occasion with him.