A visit to Punggol yielded much joy. Pork Ribs or more affectionately known as 排骨仔 has grown and put on weight since he was fostered at Punggol.
A slight history of 排骨仔:
A stray orange tabby came slithering to where I was sitting in the kopi-tiam, waiting for my dinner one evening.
Being the cat lover, I ordered some food for him but he merely sniffed.
This fella was all but bones when I stroked him and his eyes suffering from conjuctivites.
I arranged with Vincent, the pet-taxi driver, to pick up the next day.
He was sent to vet and diagnosed suffering from feline immunodeficiency virus, the feline strain of the human HIV.
After discharge he was sent to Punggol under the care of a foster mum and living there since.
Recent complains - gangsterism streak in this 'son' of mine. Theortically he should be my adopted 'grandpa' for he is 10 human years old, roughly around 70 cat years.
Two other felines, Shadow and Kelly are under his protection from another bully, I-Mo who happens to 'beat up' Shadow and Kelly. Aha! I-mo have met her match with my little furry kid.
So much for my kiddo...
1 comment:
Captain.. your adopted grandpa is cute!!!
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