Mr Orange has been adopted and other ramblings..

Mr Orange went to his new home on Thursday night. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't sad. I'm always sad when a foster leaves me. Can't help getting attached to the twerps no matter how many times I remind myself to maintain an emotional distance from them. It doesn't matter how many have passed through my doors, I've loved them all and it does hurt when they go. It didn't help that Fatfat gave Mr O a few affectionate paternal licks as Mr O's new dad and I talked about old times when we used to work together and caught up over a quick ciggy. Even Mr O's dad felt a little sad about separating them but I assured him that Fatfat does that with all my fosters and he'd be just fine which is true! He's fine.

So my next project is rescuing my friend one-eyed Jack Manfred Sparrow. Why is he always around when I've got my hands full but MIA when I'm foster-free?

Another ongoing project is Cricket the German Shephered mixed breed dog I've been feeding for AGESSSSS now. I think I wrote about her a few weeks ago. She's still scared of me but I've found out that others in the neighborhood have been feeding her and now one of the neighbors has said that if Cricket can be rescued and spayed, he would gladly have her live on his farm outside the city. He happens to have a dog in his home now that looks exactly like Cricket and in fact the first time he saw her, he thought that his own dog had run out the gate. My dad is going to talk to another neighbor across the street about allowing me to catch Cricket in their compound because Cricket sometimes wanders into their yard to play with their dog. If they cooperate with me, and let me know when she's in there, they can close the gate, and I can safely feed her food laced with tranquilizers knowing that she can't wander off and get hit by a car. I could then immediately bring her furry butt to the vet. Let's hope all these things fall into place for Cricket. She's such a sweetie, just scared.

Jack Manfred Sparrow and thoughts on KL's stray dogs

M2, PZ, and I met Jack Manfred Sparrow tonight during supper at Solaris Mont Kiara. He is a homeless gap-toothed, one-eyed, grey, ticked tabby kitty. He approached us and we called to him. The friendly dude came to us and was very affectionate. I scratched his head and he lapped up the attention. His left eye is nice and green, his right eye... well we're not sure there's an eye in there. What we could see looked like an empty red socket. Naturally he pulled at our heartstrings and we had to feed him. M2 gave him a piece of her roti telur but he wasn't terribly interested in that so she went to the 711 next door and bought him some soft cat chow. He finished that in about two seconds so I went and got more. I was hoping he'd stay after he was done eating but he quickly got bored of us and walked away with a last look that said, "See ya.. Chicks like you try to take me home all the time". It was quite a distance to my car (I had parked in the basement of another block) and I had no carrier with me so I let him leave. I didn't want to end up wrestling with him and scaring him away forever. I'll go back tomorrow with my carrier and look for him at the same restaurant. Looks like he hangs around there a lot and that's where he gets his chow. Fingers crossed he'll be there!!

Kind of a sad night tonight. We also came across a mama dog and her skittish pup. Mama dog was friendly and let me pet her.. Pup ran off in fear. We opened three packets of cat kibble for them (that's all we had) and walked away hoping Pup would come back once we were out of sight. On the way home we saw another two adult stray dogs at the roadside, and the usual 4 resident stray dogs outside M2's condo compound that I occasionally feed. There are so many homeless animals in Malaysia. It's depressing. Best not to call too much attention to them though.. If the city council dog-catchers get them, they end up at one of Malaysia's notorious pounds and to me, that is a fate worse than being homeless or dead. Anything is better than ending up at one of the cruel city council pounds. So what can be done? Individuals can rescue and rehome on their own if they have the space, time, and resources. SPCA Selangor can be called upon to catch the dogs but it is very difficult to find homes for mongrels here and sadly a lot end up euthanised. There is no guarantee that homes will be found for these dogs. There are just too many of them and not enough homes. What do you think is better? Being humanely put to sleep? Or being a stray? Your thoughts are appreciated.