As some of you know, i spend some of my weekends taking pictures of cats at the shelter and we use these photos on our shelter events and profiles on facebook.
A franchise business owner (who sells cutesy cat things) approached us and requested for use of these photos in their outlet on their banners.
They will publish 2 of our adoptable cats each month on their banners and give us a 2 dollar donation for each item sold from their shop to the shelter. What do you all feel about this?
Should i allow the photos to be used? Would love to hear all your input. Thank you :)
This is just gonna be a lazzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzyyyyyyyy post.
I am just gonna steal some stuffs from a new playground where i am currently playing.. playing currently concurrently ;) As some of you know, i really hate Facebook (sorry Mark). But... Facebook is such a good media to use to get our furry friends adopted.. so we started a Page on Facebook. Here it is.
https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Adoptables/355306971237622
We don't have many Likes yet (please Like us please Like us)...*LOL* We don't have many people visiting us yet (please Share our stuffs... please Share our profiles) :D but that's where i'll be hanging out for a while to get some profiles up... and urmm.. hopefully make it interesting enough for people to come back to see. Yes... we are desperate sometimes :) d e s p e raaa dooo..
Since today is Friday... and its an awfully frying egg hot day here now... my friend Kato has something to tell you. Till we meet again! Have a nice weekend!
I am just gonna steal some stuffs from a new playground where i am currently playing.. playing currently concurrently ;) As some of you know, i really hate Facebook (sorry Mark). But... Facebook is such a good media to use to get our furry friends adopted.. so we started a Page on Facebook. Here it is.
https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Adoptables/355306971237622
We don't have many Likes yet (please Like us please Like us)...*LOL* We don't have many people visiting us yet (please Share our stuffs... please Share our profiles) :D but that's where i'll be hanging out for a while to get some profiles up... and urmm.. hopefully make it interesting enough for people to come back to see. Yes... we are desperate sometimes :) d e s p e raaa dooo..
Since today is Friday... and its an awfully frying egg hot day here now... my friend Kato has something to tell you. Till we meet again! Have a nice weekend!
Its 2013. Just saw some fireworks far away from outside my sister's house... and i went YAY YAY YAYYYYYYYYYYYYY.. Fireworks always makes me happy. The simpliest of things that costs a bundle to burn that usually brings smiles to many.
A time to reflect on a year gone by... a year that went by too fast for me and too slow for the suffering and the sick.
Exactly a year ago at this same day, we were parked triple park on a busy highway.. watching fireworks with my closest friends. The same day that my closest friend show us a picture of the thing that screwed up her entire 2012. She's still with us... a bag of bones. Hardly even half of what she used to be. But she made it to 2013.
Because of her, i stopped and finally worked on what i liked and what i loved. I stopped worrying about what people would think and build up more courage to fight for myself. Its been quite a hard year for my colleagues to work with me because i did not gave in to silly beings anymore. I stopped keeping appearances with people that i don't want to see too. Its been a year of reflection and it is also my most fruitful year. A year of being able to use my skills and time to help others. Though i am not getting any richer in assets and $$$... my heart is finally full.
I've been away from home since 13th December. Been in Kuala Lumpur to be with Piper while his mommy and daddy took Grandpa to see Sarubobo. Days of spending time with just Piper and Dom and having conversations only with animals.. *LOL* Days of picking poo and still picking poo. Why do two dogs have so much to poo. Its been a good holiday so far.
Met up with one of my blogger friend again yesterday afternoon. Its been nice to see Nessa and her hubby again after one year. They have both had a very fruitful year... and both have become crazy running fanatics now. They are leading healthier lives. Both just grin non stop the whole time. Nessa has taught me that anything is possible if you work really hard at it.
One of the highlights of this trip is going for the Big Bad Wolf book sale. Every year i seem to miss it but finally made it this year with my niece. Bought a boxful of books which will keep me occupied for a whole year. I am a hoarder of books. :)
What would 2013 be like? I do not know yet... but i will work harder at being a better human. I got tons of ideas "ruining" my head. Purging it one by one would be a problem as i do not know where to start.
Its going to be a good year.
For the sick and the suffering, i wish for them less pain and a peaceful heart.
For the ones that have too much and am still not happy, kick yourself in the butt and get happy.
Time is a priceless commodity. Just make sure the moments count. Nothing else matters much.
I've been spending a few afternoons with my friend at the clinic while she is having her treatment. I do not know if this treatment will help her in any way as the cancer has gone too far. Each day i do not know what to expect when i see her. But knowing that the power of touch helps her in some way, that is the only thing i know how to do. I can only hold her hand and put on my calmest face and tell her its going to be alright. Her screams of pain when the needles go in, what do i know of her pain.
She tells me she is very scared. Her heart beats very fast. Her mind goes wild at night. She cannot sleep much. Her voice is almost like a whisper as she is breathless and too weak even to form some words. We manage to sign and understand each other.
Support for the dying is very important. They fear death and who doesn't. Even if i tell you i don't fear death, i would be telling you a very big lie. I will fear pain and i will fear being alone if i am dying and on death bed.
We begin to question God... why do you let someone be in so much pain? Why do you not take her home quick? Is it the burdens she has to bear for all that she has done. Forgive her sins and just take her home. And perhaps God will answer... so now you believe in me?
I am not a very religious person. I don't go to church to pray and neither do i go to the temple. I have conversations with the man up there sometimes in my mind. I feel overwhelmed in churches. The songs make me cry sometimes. Maybe my tears are just too much and they have no where to go.
We do not know what tomorrow brings but the sun will still shine and everything will be alright. A Happy New Year to all of you... and May the New Year brings with it loads of goodness to each and everyone of you. To my dearest friend Kristin and Pip... May the new year be kinder to you both. Hang in there lil Pip. I do not know when i'll get to all of your blogs... but slowly and surely i will. Thank you all for your friendship and your kind words.
P/S: This is a pictureless post as i am just too lazy to hook up the wires and download the pictures i took of Mr P and Dommy. Perhaps... on the next post.
A time to reflect on a year gone by... a year that went by too fast for me and too slow for the suffering and the sick.
Exactly a year ago at this same day, we were parked triple park on a busy highway.. watching fireworks with my closest friends. The same day that my closest friend show us a picture of the thing that screwed up her entire 2012. She's still with us... a bag of bones. Hardly even half of what she used to be. But she made it to 2013.
Because of her, i stopped and finally worked on what i liked and what i loved. I stopped worrying about what people would think and build up more courage to fight for myself. Its been quite a hard year for my colleagues to work with me because i did not gave in to silly beings anymore. I stopped keeping appearances with people that i don't want to see too. Its been a year of reflection and it is also my most fruitful year. A year of being able to use my skills and time to help others. Though i am not getting any richer in assets and $$$... my heart is finally full.
I've been away from home since 13th December. Been in Kuala Lumpur to be with Piper while his mommy and daddy took Grandpa to see Sarubobo. Days of spending time with just Piper and Dom and having conversations only with animals.. *LOL* Days of picking poo and still picking poo. Why do two dogs have so much to poo. Its been a good holiday so far.
Met up with one of my blogger friend again yesterday afternoon. Its been nice to see Nessa and her hubby again after one year. They have both had a very fruitful year... and both have become crazy running fanatics now. They are leading healthier lives. Both just grin non stop the whole time. Nessa has taught me that anything is possible if you work really hard at it.
One of the highlights of this trip is going for the Big Bad Wolf book sale. Every year i seem to miss it but finally made it this year with my niece. Bought a boxful of books which will keep me occupied for a whole year. I am a hoarder of books. :)
What would 2013 be like? I do not know yet... but i will work harder at being a better human. I got tons of ideas "ruining" my head. Purging it one by one would be a problem as i do not know where to start.
Its going to be a good year.
For the sick and the suffering, i wish for them less pain and a peaceful heart.
For the ones that have too much and am still not happy, kick yourself in the butt and get happy.
Time is a priceless commodity. Just make sure the moments count. Nothing else matters much.
I've been spending a few afternoons with my friend at the clinic while she is having her treatment. I do not know if this treatment will help her in any way as the cancer has gone too far. Each day i do not know what to expect when i see her. But knowing that the power of touch helps her in some way, that is the only thing i know how to do. I can only hold her hand and put on my calmest face and tell her its going to be alright. Her screams of pain when the needles go in, what do i know of her pain.
She tells me she is very scared. Her heart beats very fast. Her mind goes wild at night. She cannot sleep much. Her voice is almost like a whisper as she is breathless and too weak even to form some words. We manage to sign and understand each other.
Support for the dying is very important. They fear death and who doesn't. Even if i tell you i don't fear death, i would be telling you a very big lie. I will fear pain and i will fear being alone if i am dying and on death bed.
We begin to question God... why do you let someone be in so much pain? Why do you not take her home quick? Is it the burdens she has to bear for all that she has done. Forgive her sins and just take her home. And perhaps God will answer... so now you believe in me?
I am not a very religious person. I don't go to church to pray and neither do i go to the temple. I have conversations with the man up there sometimes in my mind. I feel overwhelmed in churches. The songs make me cry sometimes. Maybe my tears are just too much and they have no where to go.
We do not know what tomorrow brings but the sun will still shine and everything will be alright. A Happy New Year to all of you... and May the New Year brings with it loads of goodness to each and everyone of you. To my dearest friend Kristin and Pip... May the new year be kinder to you both. Hang in there lil Pip. I do not know when i'll get to all of your blogs... but slowly and surely i will. Thank you all for your friendship and your kind words.
P/S: This is a pictureless post as i am just too lazy to hook up the wires and download the pictures i took of Mr P and Dommy. Perhaps... on the next post.
Kinda stumbled upon this. It reminded me of Dom. We don't have a piano in this house but this is probably what he would do if we had one.
Dommy is kinda attached to me at the hip. As he gets older and his eyes are getting not too great, he is more insecure. When he sleeps he's like an ole engine sputtering away. He gets worried when i go out. He gives me this very sad eyes. He'll start howling when my car is gone. Dad gets worried too when i go out. He's afraid to be alone. But he doesn't howl :o
We didn't know Dom howls his sadness till we were on holiday at my sister's house. When i went out... he started to howl. My sister was in another part of the house and was wondering what was howling and she found Dom. The only time he ever howled was when my mom passed away. He let out a very long sad howl. It sounded kinda spooky.
I know Dom loves me a lot. More than i love him. When i am feeling sad, i just hold on to him and bury my face in his fur. He seems to understand. Sometimes he licks my tears away.
Dogs have a deeper understanding of things and matters that are closest to the heart. Humans will never quite get near that.
I wish to thank all of you and your kind words. Things will fall into place. There's a beginning and there's an ending. I will be ready when it ends.
Hopefully i'll catch up with all of you one day soon.
The shelter where i spend my weekends are having a Christmas Bazaar. If you are in my town... and am around on the 1 & 2 of December.. do drop by and support us. Its held at a cafe where girls are allowed to burp and its okay for men to giggle.
I am everywhere but here. I have put off writing a post here many times because i feel that if i write something, it will be soppy. Yes.. this is soppy.
Just want to purge it all out anyways and get it out of the way. Some of my sadness for these past few days.. weeks.. months. Its been almost a year. I used to walk with a skip like a kid.. i am happy most days of my life. Life is simple. I don't really ask for much. I lost my skip this year.
When i think of my good buddy, tears just fall when i think of how brave she still is. I can sit here working and tears just fall and i am so overwhelmed with sadness. I stopped keeping appearances everywhere except the shelter. I am at peace there.
My buddy is seeking treatment for her cancer in Bangkok. Even though the chances are very slim, we still push her to go. Its better than doing nothing and waiting at home to die. Two oncologists in Kuala Lumpur has given her the Stage 4 notice. Chemotherapy at this stage of cancer is probably more pain than anything else. Its not an option she wanted to go through with.
So off she went to Bangkok beginning of November. With just whatsapp to keep us in the loop, we can sense her sadness to be away from home and to be away from family. Either that or just wait at home to die. So we went to see her.
She went to see a very old doctor in his 90s in Bangkok. He treats a lot of cancer patients quite successfully. But when he saw my friend, he just told her... be happy. Don't do chemo anymore. He told her he could not help her.
She is a very stubborn person. To deny herself of treatment earlier when things could have worked out better is very stupid. She has her reasons and i still do not understand why she would allow herself to rot this way.
What i expected to see is way beyond what i thought it would be. Its a lot worse. It is even painful to look. Her breasts has rotted and pus and blood is leaking all the time. An open wound so bad that its shocking to someone like me.
We just hang out at the hotel when there's no treatment days. We cook.. eat and laughed and talked about stupid things as usual. If you looked at her, you would not think she has a very very bad sore on her. She looked perky and happy in front of us. A brave front as she always does in front of us. When the pain comes, the tears just flows. She doesn't scream or cry out loud. She just bears with it quietly.
The only places we went to in Bangkok is the supermarket, the 7-eleven and the pharmacy. We didn't really want to be anywhere else but to be with her. Putting on a happy face and smiling in front of her is quite hard. I finally broke down on the last night before we came home. I told her i would not cry in front of her but i did.
She is one of my best buddy through all my silly years. We did a lot of silly things.. dancing, singing, eating and just travelling. We also ate a lot of crabs together. She is my ever willing travel partner too. She never say no to any of my request to see or do things. That's how she is.
Her days are quite numbered. I know the end will be very painful and heartbreaking. I just want her to get home to her family and be happy on her days of grace. I wish for her less pain everyday.
When you have cancer at this late stage, everyone is expecting you to die soon. Even though you don't want to die yet, everyone is wondering when you will go. People taking care of you will wonder when you'll go too when they get too tired of taking care of you and meeting your demands. Its heartbreaking but that's how it is. People want to get on with their own lives.
Maybe she'll live a few years more or she might just outlive me. Who knows. Maybe the treatment she is doing now.. works for her. She'll get another few more years. Who knows.
Hope springs eternal in the human breast;
Man never Is, but always To be blest:
The soul, uneasy and confin'd from home,
Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
I have failed as a friend. Especially a good friend, i did not get her to help herself when she could. Now its probably too late.
A note to GLP's mommy: Thank you so much for the bonfim ribbons. She is carrying a blue one on her wrist now. I don't know if it will work but it did give her some hope. She made 3 wishes too. She has asked me to thank you.
Just want to purge it all out anyways and get it out of the way. Some of my sadness for these past few days.. weeks.. months. Its been almost a year. I used to walk with a skip like a kid.. i am happy most days of my life. Life is simple. I don't really ask for much. I lost my skip this year.
When i think of my good buddy, tears just fall when i think of how brave she still is. I can sit here working and tears just fall and i am so overwhelmed with sadness. I stopped keeping appearances everywhere except the shelter. I am at peace there.
My buddy is seeking treatment for her cancer in Bangkok. Even though the chances are very slim, we still push her to go. Its better than doing nothing and waiting at home to die. Two oncologists in Kuala Lumpur has given her the Stage 4 notice. Chemotherapy at this stage of cancer is probably more pain than anything else. Its not an option she wanted to go through with.
So off she went to Bangkok beginning of November. With just whatsapp to keep us in the loop, we can sense her sadness to be away from home and to be away from family. Either that or just wait at home to die. So we went to see her.
She went to see a very old doctor in his 90s in Bangkok. He treats a lot of cancer patients quite successfully. But when he saw my friend, he just told her... be happy. Don't do chemo anymore. He told her he could not help her.
She is a very stubborn person. To deny herself of treatment earlier when things could have worked out better is very stupid. She has her reasons and i still do not understand why she would allow herself to rot this way.
What i expected to see is way beyond what i thought it would be. Its a lot worse. It is even painful to look. Her breasts has rotted and pus and blood is leaking all the time. An open wound so bad that its shocking to someone like me.
We just hang out at the hotel when there's no treatment days. We cook.. eat and laughed and talked about stupid things as usual. If you looked at her, you would not think she has a very very bad sore on her. She looked perky and happy in front of us. A brave front as she always does in front of us. When the pain comes, the tears just flows. She doesn't scream or cry out loud. She just bears with it quietly.
The only places we went to in Bangkok is the supermarket, the 7-eleven and the pharmacy. We didn't really want to be anywhere else but to be with her. Putting on a happy face and smiling in front of her is quite hard. I finally broke down on the last night before we came home. I told her i would not cry in front of her but i did.
She is one of my best buddy through all my silly years. We did a lot of silly things.. dancing, singing, eating and just travelling. We also ate a lot of crabs together. She is my ever willing travel partner too. She never say no to any of my request to see or do things. That's how she is.
Her days are quite numbered. I know the end will be very painful and heartbreaking. I just want her to get home to her family and be happy on her days of grace. I wish for her less pain everyday.
When you have cancer at this late stage, everyone is expecting you to die soon. Even though you don't want to die yet, everyone is wondering when you will go. People taking care of you will wonder when you'll go too when they get too tired of taking care of you and meeting your demands. Its heartbreaking but that's how it is. People want to get on with their own lives.
Maybe she'll live a few years more or she might just outlive me. Who knows. Maybe the treatment she is doing now.. works for her. She'll get another few more years. Who knows.
Hope springs eternal in the human breast;
Man never Is, but always To be blest:
The soul, uneasy and confin'd from home,
Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
I have failed as a friend. Especially a good friend, i did not get her to help herself when she could. Now its probably too late.
A note to GLP's mommy: Thank you so much for the bonfim ribbons. She is carrying a blue one on her wrist now. I don't know if it will work but it did give her some hope. She made 3 wishes too. She has asked me to thank you.
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