Monday, November 19, 2007

Friday, November 09, 2007

Bye Bye, Brisbane!

Yes yes, I know I promised to update more often. But as a***e luck would have it, my DSL internet has morphed into dial-up and loves disconnecting whenever I attempt to access any website other than the homepage. Ugh! So I'm keeping my fingers crossed that the good luck I'm having now will last long enough for me to finish this post.

Anyway, been busy winding up in Brisbane. Had to make a hundred and one phone calls to notify my change of address plus the loads of packing which I dread doing. Brisbane has been good to me and I'm going to miss it heaps. It seems like not too long ago when I first walked along South Bank, playing paparazzi to the loungin' lizards by the Brisbane River.


Also, can't forget good 'ole Australia Zoo, home of the Irwins. Honestly, I'm not big on most zoos because they seldom deliver what they claim to be advocating i.e. education of animal rights, yadda yadda. There are countless zoos that treat their animals abhorrently so I had always wanted to know if Steve & Terri Irwin were indeed walking the talk. I'm so glad to say that I am all praise for Australia Zoo. The animals were happy, the staff were happy, the visitors were happy... there was not a single sign of any stressed out or traumatised organic being while I was there. It was just happiness vibrating throughout the whole place.






When I first moved into my unit in Brisbane, I didn't know anyone here and I didn't have a tv (which I have not had the whole year), telephone or internet for the first month or so. I would have gone totally off my rockers if not for my books and some amazing little creatures for company. It was moth season when I moved in and now its moth season again.

The only downside to having them around is that they keep putting out every candle that I light. You can imagine how startling it is when you're trying to meditate by focusing on the flame when suddenly you see this gigantic winged shadow come swooping down following by a loud, "ffffvvvvvvoooooott!" as their wings extinguish the flame.

It so happens that the resident giant moth has done that once too many times and now has a gaping hole in his otherwise flawless wings, as you can see in the photographs below. (Mind you, I had to tiptoe precariously on a creaky chair and move as slow and steadily as a sloth just to get these shots.)


Up close and personal with Bruisey Bruce the Giant Moth. See the crescent-shaped gape in his wing? That's evidence of his naughtiness!


Bruisey Bruce again in his full glory. Under normal light i.e. without flash, he looks almost black. Who would've thought he had all these shades and colours hidden on his wings...


This is Little Tucker sitting on the carpet beside my desk.


I love his cute furry head!




This is Little Tucker helping me with the vacuuming!


In other news, there hasn't been any response to Kitty. Please continue to help spread the word and do leave a message if you know anyone who might be interested. Thanks heaps! Hope you all have a splendid weekend!


~The Flyer

Friday, November 02, 2007

Two pigs in the pot...

Howdy again, Folks!

I am writing to you with a dual offering of relief and melancholy. Bad news first:

A friend recently found a kitten abandoned in a flooding drain. After waiting from morning to night to see if perhaps its mother might return to no avail, she decided that her home is afterall big enough for another feline companion. 

Alas, the resident cat did not take to the new addition and despite several weeks on, the war does not seem to be ending anytime soon. So to halt any trauma that might haunt any kittenhood, here’s the SOS message: Would anyone be interested in adopting Kitty, or know anyone who might be interested? Kitty is probably a month or two old. She’s been dewormed and the V.E.T. has given the all-clear with two thumbs up. Anyone who would like to have more details please feel free to leave a message in the comment box and I will be glad to furnish you with more details. In the mean time, here’s more information from the lady:

8 week old female. tortoise shell colour - black with brown bits, three brown paws and one black paw. active, loving, playful, always gets up to mischief and absolutely fearless of my hissing, spitting older cat - it just wants to be friends but resident cat won't have it. 

Healthy appetite, dewormed, eats wet and dry food. purrs constantly, happy to curl up and sleep on or next to you. 

It's really quite adorable. Was hoping my cats would learn to get along or i'd have to give up the little one - which is why i'm looking to do so now. The hostility in the house is driving me nucking futs! hahaha

Now the better news:

MY ACADEMIC YEAR IS OVER!!!!! Woo hoo! \m/ 

I’ve handed in my thesis. 21, 137 words in all after 7 months of blood, sweat and tears. Final exams are over as well and its time to smell the roses and roll with the kitties once more. You know what this also means? BACK TO BLOGGING!!

No more waiting a thousand and one years for updates and random musings of the meaningless kind from The Flyer, for I am now here! Muahahahah! So to get on with it...

What’s been up with 5-Cats, I hear you say? Well, the sister has been busy with preparing for her finals as well. She currently preparing a report/expose on genetic modification in the pet trade, a.k.a. designer pets. From teacup doggies, stunted cats and zebra-horsies, to white lions and tigers and what not, and the untold horrors behind it. I can’t wait to read it when she’s done!

5-Cats and I will also be headed back to the sunny island in a coupla weeks, with me heading home first. I’ve got plans to lend a toe or two to the new sanctuary that should be opening soon (if they’ll have me) and I’ve also gotta find a part time job (ugh!) and some professional volunteer work (will I ever be paid to do what I do?). Also, have got to catch up with the community cats, and this time I promise not to lose the photos and will definitely be putting up profiles on the furlebrities!

For now, I’m gonna unwind a bit with a good scrub and a dabble with clay. See you in a while, feline erotophiles! ;)

~The Flyer