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28 November 2009

I'm Dying and Nobody Gives a Shit

Today on my way home with my boyfriend we found a dying cat in the middle of the road. Looks like he was been hit by a car or motorcycle. When we found him, he was stiffed and surrounded by his own blood from his neck. I was like “OMFG!!! WHO DID THIS”, what can i do to save him? I have no courage to even look at him! I AM SO FREAKIN MAD RITE NOW bcos i dunno where to report this hit n run.

I remember reading somebody’s post in a forum. There’s this dog, just call him Frank. He has this family who don’t give a shit about him. Lisa (owner, not her real name, well i dunno her real name so lets just call her Lisa) got Frank from her dad as a birthday present. Frank was still a puppy. Lisa took care of him for only a month and then got bored. She never played with him again, she never feed him again, she didn’t care if he’s bored and locked in a tiny cage located beside a gutter. No one in the family cares, not even Lisa’s dad or mom. So one day Lisa’s neighbor (which is a dog person) got so mad then tried to talk to Lisa’s dad.

Neighbor : “Sir, why don’t you give up Frank to me? I’ll take care of him, I promise”

Dad : “No thanks”

Neighbor : “Why? Look at Frank, why don’t you feed him?”

Dad : “It’s Lisa’s job, it’s her pet anyway”

Neighbor : “He will DIE if you keep on doing this to him”


Neighbor : “#^%@&#%(!*#%!” then go home

After a few weeks trying to convinced Lisa’s dad, finally he gave him up.

Darn old man, i hope u suffer the way Frank did.



05 November 2009

Such a Terrible Loss

It's been a while since my last post. Sorry i'm kinda busy doing college and my job at the same time.

November 3rd 2009 was a sad day for me. I lost my best friend. He died of parvo virus. That virus was so cruel it didn't let him live for a day.

November 3rd 2009, 8.30am :
He was not like he used to be. He was so quiet, sat in the corner of the balcony all alone.

10.00am :
Biting his tounge, had a watery eye, was having dysentery.

11.30am :
My boyfriend's mom brought him to a vet. The vet said his temperature has reached 41°, the chance of living is 50:50. He injected him with vitamin and medicine to stop the dysentery. The vet also said that he must be quarantined so the virus don't get to other dogs.

12am :
He arrived at my boyfriend's mom's house, quarantined, not having desire to eat, drink. Have to force him to drink by using some kind of straw and force him to open his mouth

2pm :
My boyfriend's mom leave the house to buy him vitamins, medicine, etc etc

3.30pm :
She got home and got him already froze.

Only 3 days more to his 1st birthday, and now he's gone already. It was shocking and unacceptable.

I never consider him as a pet but as a member of a family, a best friend. He will always be remembered and loved.