just minishorts.

I've told Eric that I never want to have another rabbit again, in my life. Not ever.

They keep dying in my care.

Eric says, maybe I love them too much that's why they have to leave me so soon. April says, you can't get too attached to your pets, its not good for them.

So now Astro has gone up to Rainbow Bridge to join Chewie. The cage will forever be empty. I cleaned it this morning, washed it thoroughly and then called my fiance to tell him, 'I don't think I can have rabbits. They keep dying on me.'

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Then I flew off to Sabah for work. Most of the hotels are fully booked (Sabah Fair and the Labour Day weekend I think), so we found ourselves putting up at the Le Meridien. Its a nice way to nurse the pain, miles away from staring at an empty cage at home.

I think Astro's better off in Rainbow Bridge. Why stay with a rabbit-killing owner, right?

*distraught*

Today Astro is still not very well. Poo has gone from watery to pasty, and the poor little boy is so much thinner now. The doctor is giving him Baytril through injections (and he sits so still when they put the needle into him), oral glucose, and flagyl syrup for his little tummy.

I wonder why rabbits are so fragile.

Really miss the time when Astro was naughty and well. See! What a naughty boy he was…

I'm hopeful, a little, I really wish he will be okay. When I visited him today, and I opened the cage, to my delight he hopped out and started walking around the hospital floors… the sad thing is that when I stooped to pick him up, he didn't kick like he always would, he just sat in my hands and waited for me to put him back into the cage…

I hope to bring him home soon. Please keep praying ya! I know it works.

I got home to see my Astro pooping soft mucous-like droppings, and when I told the husband-to-be, he immediately said, 'Off to the vet we go.'

The last time we had a rabbit that had diarrhea, it died within 24 hours.

The local Animal Hospital off Jalan Tun Razak has 24-hours service, so we drove over 20 kilometres to get there on time, with a very traumatized Astro in a Double A paper box (the rate he kept pooing, I'm not sure if the pet carrier would do him good). At first he tried to look out of the box, but the rumbling sound coming from Eric's modified exhaust either calmed him (or scared him shitless, literally, for he stopped pooing halfway through the journey), and finally he settled down in a corner of the box and waited for the trip to be over.

It was quite the experience, visiting the vet in the middle of the night. There were huge cats and big dogs, and whenthere I walked in with a little box, and people were asking, 'So what type is your darling.'

'Erm, he's a wabbit.'

They all came over, snuck a peek and they all went, 'Oooh so cute!'

There were two old ladies, who had brought their cat over to be neutered the next day, trying to get us to adopt one of the many kittens the pregnant prone cat had given them, 'Miss I give you one lah, you can let your rabbit play with the cat, it will be really adorable, you take lah.'

And then the good doctor came and said the same thing, 'So what have we got here. Ooh so small! Rabbit!'

A little while later my poor Astro was lifted onto a doctor's examining table, and then, had a thermometer stuck up his ass! He was surprisingly gwai throughout the ordeal, staying as close to Eric as he could, as the doctor lifted his tiny bum and said, 'Aiyoh, boy, you poop so much how am I going to see what you've got?'

The little wand disappeared into the bunny's butt-hole and then suddenly the doctor said loudly, '39.5 degrees, NO FEVER, is GOOOOOD!'

Then the doctor disappeared around the corner, and reappeared with a syringe! I panicked, 'Eh what's that! '

'Antibiotics!'

OMG No, the last time, antibiotics killed my rabbit. 'What type?'

'No worries, this is for rabbits,' he said, and then he administered the dosage. My Astro he took it sooooo bravely, either that or he didn't really feel it, cos the moment we let him down, he plonked down for just a minute and then after that he was up and staring at us curiously.

The doctor then said since Astro was so young, and that they needed to check his poo to see what's up, better for us to leave him at the doctors for a few nights. (I think more because the expert who's good at rabbits won't be in till the next day…) So now my poor little Astro is stuck at the animal hospital!

Everybody please pray for him okay? I wanna see him grow up strong and healthy….

I love environmentalists. I REALLY DO.

I just cannot tahan some of the things some organizations do. With all that *THEY* profess to advocate, can stop printing paper and stop accusing me of throwing away clean paper when they send THREE OF THE SAME DAMNED BROCHURES to my house or not? This terrible sin (in my dictionary IF you are fighting for the ecology and to save the environment and you send three damned brochures to the same address you're committing a sin) was committed by the very famous WWF. Tsk tsk, being famously international doesn exempt you from making mistakes, tau?

I sympathise with the blind and the underprivileged. BENAR, BENAR one.

I just have a problem when the organization keeps sending letters to my house asking me for money.

For some reason, the holier-than-thou bitch in me firmly believes in this. God will definitely provide, and if you keep bloody sending letters to me asking me to donate to this cause, to put aside money from my accounts for your cause (whatever it is), by virtue of the fact that I have already experienced that you can actually set aside your funds for printing of such publicity brochures (whether sponsored or no I don't care lah), I know dah. You don't need the money.

I didn't get any brochures sent to my house from the famous Kuala Gandah Elephant Sanctuary. Sure they're funded by the government, but it doesn't mean they lack a need of extra funds. Why else do you think I strongly believe we should support them? Check out Zoo Negara, they sure as hell need the additional cash, you see them sending out professionally printed brochures in 30-sen envelopes asking people to donate money or not? Tarak kan?

UNICEF so penting organization also doesn't do this monthly sending out to previously donated-once people to ask for money. The Missionaries of Charity also don't send out these forms with photos of dying people or poor orphans asking for me. It's PURE voluntarism, and that's what touches me.

I hereby declare that if you come to my table begging for cash and there's a totally abled person with you, I will totally ignore you. If you mention the word Sharity and come to me with RM20 per 10-piece pack of greeting card and give me some load of bullshit about how 10% of the proceeds will go to charity, I will tell you to go away.

But if you come alone, and you're blind, and you're old, and you're limp, I'll give you my heart, and what's I can able from my purse. If you're just sitting there, and you need a hand, I'll bring you what I can from where I am.

If you come with some folder, and give me a low down of how you're a registered charity, asking me to part with my RM10, then go ahead and label me the selfish and uncaring citizen of Malaysia that the nation needs less of.