I was going to blog about my Changlong Zoo trip. Lots of cute animals! Pandas, koalas, baby white tigers, baby elephants, obscene kangaroos!

Okay that last one is not cute, but it’s interesting.

Then I looked at my folder with 300+ photos and metaphorically fainted.

But since it was a metaphorical faint, I recovered with superhuman speed and proceeded to diligently go through all the photos to eliminate no-goods.

I managed to delete 100+ photos but that still leaves me with about 200.

It’s time for another metaphorical faint, perhaps a long one this time. I suddenly don’t feel like blogging about the zoo anymore.

It’s a good thing we arrived at the zoo late and had to hurry through everything before the 6.30pm closing time. Otherwise, I might have ended up with 600 photos.

I need to do this another day when I am more alive. Woke up prematurely this morning so am feeling half dead.

And hungry.

I’ll leave you with a video clip, instead. It only takes half an hour to upload and I can iPad game while it’s uploading. =D

(Don’t worry, I can feel the iPad obssesion slowly fading away… although I just downloaded like 10 more games in the last two days, lol. But I will get over it soon enough. )

Anyway, I took this video of a young panda eating bamboo leaves at the zoo. I love watching cute animals eat. It’s so cute! But I’m sad we didn’t get to see any baby pandas. Nothing in the world could be cuter than baby pandas, I think!

By the way, people have been asking me about my manga drawing course. Sorry, I stopped blogging about it because I skipped many weeks due to having events or being overseas on Saturdays. And also because our Japanese teacher quit after three lessons! LOL. Will blog about that soon.

Okay, here’s the video!

Writing this week’s Star Blog entry made me miss my hamsters so much. It’s been more than two years since they died, and I didn’t even have them for very long in the first place, but seeing their pictures again makes my heart ache. Cos they’re so cute!

So, today’s post is a pictorial memorial for them. Enjoy the cuteness!

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Minou the Ragdoll kitty is Minou my friend’s namesake. Yes, it’s confusing when someone names herself after her pet.

Anyway, today’s post is about Minou the kitty.

She recently scratched herself bloody at her neck and had to wear a cone to prevent herself from continuously scratching at the wound.

She really hated it and would bite through it whenever no one was looking. I’m not quite sure how she did it but according to Minou (the person), she managed to destroy, like, two cones.

So they bought her booties, instead.

Pet booties come in fours, obviously, but pictured here are only three because Minou managed to shake one off and hide it so that no one could find it.

(She was only made to wear one, on the paw that wouldn’t stop scratching the wound.)

The booties are so cute, so here are more pictures of them!

Minou grumbles while Minou puts a bootie on her:

Minou is resigned to her fate:

She hates the booties and would sulk and mew pitifully and walk funny when she’s wearing one.

She keeps trying to shake it off!

She’d walk awkwardly for a minute and then sit down to sulk, propping the bootied paw awkwardly against the floor.

(Behind her are cartons for her clawing pleasure.)

She tries a few things. Besides sitting and sulking, she also tries gazing at you pitifully to tell you that she doesn’t like wearing a bootie.

But we only smile at her indulgently and tell her how cute she looks.

So she walks off to sulk some more.

We leave her alone and go play our game.

An hour later, we check on her and her bootie is gone! Again!

That’s the second lost bootie. She only has two left, last I was there.

I think she’s mighty pleased with herself!

Funny how stray cats are often friendlier than home cats (especially when you’re eating at coffee shops).

We recently came across a most friendly, manja, attention-seeking stray cat ever.

Outside Leisure Park Kallang, a cat walked past the Goonfather and immediately rolled over on its back, baring its belly.

The Goonfather stopped and stared. When the cat realised that it wasn’t going to get a belly rub, it got up, walked nearer him, then flopped over again.

This happened once more and I decided to get my camera out.

Here’s the video of what happened next. Very cute, must watch!

I was planning to write about this but Nanny Wen just wrote such a great post about it that I’ve decided to link it.

The gist of it is that her dog Scruffy went missing.

After four worrying days of searching, both physically and through social media, Scruffy was finally found. And Twitter was the primary tool that helped.

Read the full story here.

I take a personal interest in this because Scruffy used to be the Goonfather’s dog. He then became my dog by default when I got together with the Goonfather.

A few years back, we moved to a landed home near Nanny Wen and she would come hang out with us a lot. She would bring him home and take care of him during the times we were away. Or just for fun.

That was how she got her nick, Nanny Wen, by the way.

We realised that Scruffy was a lot happier with her. What happened was that Scruffy was miserable in our new home. We had a new parental rule dictating that he had to stay outside the house, in the garden, at all times.

Being an attention-seeking dog, he needs to be around people 24/7. Every night, from our bedroom, the Goonfather and I could hear Scruffy howling mournfully and my heart would break.

So we decided to let Scruffy stay with Nanny Wen for good. Her family also loved Scruffy, so it was a great solution. And since we lived so nearby, we could see him any time we wanted.

And then we moved house again but Scruffy stayed, so he officially became Nanny Wen’s dog and they lived happily ever after!

I’m so glad he’s found.