Since I had my first cupcake, it became a public love affair. No day I would say no to cupcake.
And last Friday I finally had my first taste of
Wiz's cupcake.
Terribly delicious!I'm officially an addict!
On Saturday, I had early morning call. Its the day! Dressed in shorts and shirts, we sweat ourselves out, rearranging stuffs and all sorts of other things. The movers was kind enough to tolerate our orders from morning till late afternoon. We made two trips from Wangsa Maju-Sg Long-Setiawangsa-Sg Long since we had so many things to pick up! I slept like a baby and hate to wake up the next morning.
But, we still have tonnes of tasks to be completed. We had to do it ASAP since we have to get our place live in ready by Thursday.We are receiving our first sleepover guests! After mopping and cleaning all the kitchenwares my legs and back felt really strained. I went to the living room only to see there's a MOUNTAIN of boxes to be unpacked. Oh hell! Monday is a work day already, how can we finish them perfectly on time?? The next thing I know, the sun was already making its way to shine in the other part of the world.
I promised my dear friend Azea, to pick up her kitten for adoption by 8pm. I was pretty excited. Spent a good RM100 to buy his cage, milk, cat biscuit and sand(thinking that I only managed to buy an RM80 shoe this month:( ). To cut the story short, I arrived home, with the lil kitten(just 1 month old). I named him Kontawt(acronym of Shorty) due to his very short tail. He's all black, I could only see his eyes piercing from inside the dark cage. My heart fluttered with excitement and wary. He's so scared sitting alone without his mom and siblings, meowing at the top of his lungs! My sister who could see me and hear the deafening voice from inside the house was already contorting her face. The moment I opened the sliding door, she said "You better leave it outside!." I could sense a rejection. That follows with, "This house kan with baby...bla bla..flu, allergy, noisy,..bla bla bla...cannot eat on his own..so small...bla bla bla...who's going to feed him when you are at office?Who's going to clean his poop and urine?Send him back until he's bigger and stronger and not screaming!". My heart broke to trillion pieces.
I have to say, what she said makes sense. I thought after all the years with cats in the house, a new cat would be great after Oren left. I could feel the emptiness, a void without this fury pet animal. But the fact that he's too young and easily agitated didn't jive pleasantly. Mommy said, to adopt, it must be at least 3 or 4 months old. He still needs his mom's milk. Or else, he'll get sick easily like getting diarrhea caused by the powdered milk. I am at wits end. I want the cat so much! However, I hate to trouble my family, as well as Azea who's been taking care of him for the last month. And how can everyone sleep peacefully with him meowing non-stop? Kontawt didn't even want to drink from the container. I had to syringe fed him this morning. That makes me more convinced that he can't take care of himself yet. Oh Kontawt!!!!!!
