The "BottomLess Pit"

Yeah, it's Rossi, The "BottomLess Pit". She is 24-7 ready for food. Even if she has just eaten her dinner less than one minute ago, when she smells food, she pants and whines like she has not eaten a single thing all day! She can just keep eating and eating and eating all the time!

We have tested this..When she is already sleeping soundly from all the vigorous exercise, just a soft whisper of "mom mom" (it means food) to her, her big ears stand up straight, her nose starts sniffing the air and she will leap from her bed and make a mad dash for the kitchen, her tail wagging and mouth watering while she sits in front of the kitchen door, guarding it like a vigilant soldier. If she gets impatient from the waiting, she would emit little pitiful whines to hurry us.

She has an amazingly voracious appetite that belies her lean frame. Despite gobbling on so much food, she remains so slim. Her tummy is practically flat and we could feel her ribs beneath a sturdy layer of flesh when we touch her body. However, she is perfectly healthy and has an ideal weight. No idea where all the food has gone to.

We could only attribute her slimness to her high power activity level everyday, helping her to lose all the calories.(*So that she can eat some more! What a strategy!)

A Small Gal with a Very Big HEART

Rossi, my daughter..my sweetheart..my love, you are always there for mummy and daddy, especially when we need you.

However, many times, it is always our personal commitments that left us with no choice and have to leave you to stay alone in your little home during these times. I do feel bad whenever I have to leave you at home for long hours due to my work. At times, I do think it is in some way, unfair to you, because to us, you are a very essential part of our lives, but to you, we are your whole world. Regardless of this, you give us your love so unconditionally and generously. In return, all you ask of us, is just some of our time and attention.

Every morning, when you know I have to leave for work, you would let me cuddle you in my arms and watch me quietly as I pass you your toys and walk out of the door. Then you patiently wait for me to come home to you. When I am finally home, your face brightens up like the shimmering christmas lights, as you warmly welcome me home. I love the way you smile as you look up at me. To me, your smile is the sweetest and most angelic one I have ever seen. I guess no body can smile as sincerely and beautifully like you do.

Whenever daddy or mummy is down, you would always try your very best to cheer us up in your own little ways. Your little innocent ways would always touch our hearts and lighten up our burdens. Then you would stay close to us and assure us that we are not alone. You are always so sensitve to our feelings and thoughtful towards us during our dull moments. (*Though you can be very playful and notti at times, we understand that you just want to have fun with us. Sometimes, you do get a little overboard with your playing, but that's ok, we know it's unintentional.)

In the past, whenever I came across other furkid owners relate touching stories of their special bonds with their furkids, I could not understand and did not truly believe that such bonds could be possible, at least, not in my case, as I was insanely terrified of all furry kids, big and small. I was so sure then, that in my heart and my household, there will never, ever be any room for a furkid.

But evidently, I am so very wrong! A special baby gal, small as you are, has miraculously found your way into the depths of my heart and etched your place strongly and permanently there. Now, I cannot imagine gettting through each day without you by my side.

Some time back, I read somewhere that furkids have a shorter lifespan than us, as they have to be furkids for 10 lives before they can become a human in their next lifetime. Thus, due to their shorter lifespan, each year of their lives is equivalent to an average of 7 years. Their average lifespan is about 15 years. Though 15 years itself is not a short time period, it is not sufficient for me.

Rossi Darling, how mummy wish you could be with me as long as I live! I want to grow old together with you by my side! In my heart, I know this is not possible, so for as long as we live, we will make our lives together fruitful and worthwhile. No matter where we may be, mummy knows our hearts will always be together.

Mummy's only wish for you now, is to grow up healthily and happily.

And one more thing... Smile for mummy everyday.

It's been a long long time coming...An Update Finally

Hello...its been a long long while since I last updated my blog. .Cos my hands are full with my naughty baby gal, ROSSI !

She has just turned 9 months old and is turning into a little terror at home! Well, she can be really sweet too...Like how my hubby likes to describe her, she is just like a "little gremlin" in the movie, who transform into a little devil when it touches water. (*By the way, she also hates Water, except the the water meant for drinking. She hates to bathe. Every week, when she hears the running water flow into her bathtub, she whines. Every night, when she sees the pink container filled with water meant for cleaning her body,she runs for her dear life! )

Just Last Tuesday, she nearly gave me and hubby a heart attack! We got her a new Alligator squeaker toy(*as shown in the left picture). She has always loved to play with squeaky toys and we bought various types for her to play since she was with us. There was never an issue at all, until Mr Alligator came along. In the morning, before we left for work, I gave her Mr Alligator,which she happily accpeted. In the afternoon, my hubby went back home during his lunch hour and to his utter horror, Rossi chewed on to Mr Alligator's head and place it in front of him proudly, like she won a trophy! Poor Mr Alligator! He was ruthlessly "mutilated"and "bodyless". Hubby searched high and low for the remains of his body,but he couldnt find them at all. Solemnly, he informed me that the body must have been "eaten up"by our Rossi.

Perhaps, Rossi hates the "Buaya". That's why she destroyed him.

I saw the head of Mr Alligator and got the shock of my life! Just imagine by looking at the picture, only the head is left...the whole body, including the 4 legs, tail and eyebrows are swallowed by Rossi!! OH MY GOD! I didnt manage to take a picture of the leftover head, even though I had wanted to, cos it was all too traumatic for me. I was so worried that the swallowed pieces would pierce through her intestines and cause internal bleeding! Both me and hubby were wild with worry the whole time. We closely monitored her for any signs of discomfort, but she was still as active and greedy.

At last, at 2plus am on Wednesday morning, she started vommitting pieces of Mr.Alligator out. There were really alot of big orange pieces! It was watching a horror movie. Then for the next few days, every round of her poo and vomit consisted of Mr.Alligator's destroyed remains. We took her to the vet on Saturday Morning to have her checked up. Luckily for her, the vet said she should be alright, as she managed to purge out ingested objects from her system, but he sternly told us, NO MORE SQUEAKY TOYS for her.

Today is exactly 1 week from her ingestion. I still see a couple of orange bits in her poo. I really hope Rossi has learnt her lesson from this incident, though the vet did warn us that they will NEVER learn and will DO it again!

Rossi is Back In Action!

Its been more than a week after Rossi's spay and she is doing well.

Last Friday, before me and hubby took her to the vet during the morning at 9plus am, she was looking up at us with pitiful eyes, asking for food, but we couldnt give any to her, as she couldnt have any food before her spay surgery. We felt the heartache, but did not give in to her for her own good. Then during the car ride to the vet, she vomitted some yellowish gastric juices, an obvious tell-tale sign of hunger.

The feeling was terrible. I was worried sick for her spay. The vet did a general body check up for her and asked if we wanted to do a blood test for her, which we agreed readily. (Actually, I had wanted to request for the blood test to be done too and was very glad the vet initiated it.) We were advised that the surgery would commence around 11plus am. With that, the vet carried her away. My tears threatened to roll down, as I saw a blur Rossi being ferried away, not knowing what's going to happen next. I couldnt take it anymore and quickly scurried out of the clinic and once outside, my tears flowed down freely. My hubby, being the more rational one, requested the vet to give us a call about the blood test results before proceeding with her surgery. Then he stepped out of the clinic. I knew hubby was terribly worried for our little gal as well.

I kept crying while hubby told me we must be strong for our gal. Then less than an hour later, the vet called to say her blood test results were normal. She also said though normal, there was still no guarantee that she wont be sensitive to anesthetics. But based on the results, it was okay to proceed, so I gave the go-ahead for the vet to do the surgery, but repeatedly reminded her to be careful with the administration of anesthetics and take care of my gal. Before hanging up, she assured me they would be very careful and do their best.

It was a tormenting time for me and hubby. I was overcome with worry, while hubby began an eating spree to take his mind off his worries. We also made a trip down to the Kwan Imm Temple at Bugis Street to pray for our gal's surgery. (A few days earlier, we went to Loyang Tua Pek Kong Temple to pray for her too.) This is how much we love our gal.

Then at 1pm, there was a call from the clinic, I hesitated to pick it up cos I was so scared...but hubby prompted me to take the call. I took the call and the clinic staff informed me that we could pick our gal up between 2.30 to 3 pm and she had woken up. OH...What a relief! My tears again rolled down uncontrollably, but this time, it was tears of joy! My hubby was all smiles after he heard this. It was a huge boulder lifted off our minds! All the mental agony the whole time was gone! We could finally relax. As there was still some time before picking her up, we had a short coffee and snack session at a cafe.

At around 2plus pm, we made our way to the clinic to pick up our darling. Once we stepped into the clinic, I went straight to the counter to ask for my gal and the assistant promptly brought her out. The moment my hubby saw my gal, he sprang towards her and held her close to him. I was overjoyed to see her too, but I had to remain at the counter for the other assistant to advise me the areas to take note when we care for her. Our gal was so glad to see us, reaching out to shower me and hubby with kisses, even though she looked tired. The vet came over to us and told us that she was a very good gal and the surgery went very well. Rossi did not exhibit much reaction to the anesthetics and she awoke very fast. We were so glad everything went smoothly for our gal.

She slept through the car ride. When we got home,she tried to walk around the house, but we prepared her bed and encouraged her to sleep, which she did. At around 8pm, we gave her a little food and water, which she finished up. Both of us slept together with her for the night, monitoring her every move and carrying her to her pee tray every 1-2 hours to see if she wanted to relieve herself.

Then on the next day onwards, Rossi was already running around the house and wanted us to play with her. She even tried jump onto the sofa. We had a hard time restraining her movements and really feared her actions would tear her wound, but luckily, her wound seemed fine.

On Saturday, we took her to the vet for a review. Vet said she's doing very well. We also noticed that after her spay, she seemed more active and greedier. (Well, before her spay, she was already active and greedy, now it's even more than before!) At the same time, I felt that she have also become more loving and cuddly than before.

I really hope she knows how much Daddy and Mummy love her!