Another Departure

So, Bacon's passed away. 

Yes, at just three months old. How bloody unfair can fate be sometimes? Do all animals have to die that way? I mean, c'mon. He was fine all the way, and then the next day we went out (whywhywhy!! *smacks head*), bought some hamster bedding and contemplated getting him a new cage before deciding not to and returning home. When we got upstairs. I suddenly had the strangest feeling, and all I was thinking of before my sis and I had even seen him was, "Oh gosh, please let Bacon be okay"--which I know seems a tad dramatic, but I was still on edge cos of Kelly's passing away and everything that had happened in-between since her departure.

 So anw, J and I rushed to the cage and saw that he was lying outside of the hippo we'd gotten him, the one he always slept in without fail. By then we obviously knew something was wrong, and J was freaking out and started mumbling to herself (it sounds a bit comical but it totally wasn't).  Trying to be brave (yess I know I'm more chicken than a chicken wtf. And I swear I won't add anymore useless comments like this one in brackets anymore), I lightly touched his body, and it just flopped right back down. It was the second scariest thing I'd ever seen in my life, right after watching Kelly dying. 

He wasn't dead then, but he left within twenty minutes. Watching him gasp as he fought against the will to live or leave (i LOVE aphorisms! Okay, no more useless comments) was so painful. And I don't like raking up sad memories, so I won't elaborate further. But after burying him in the garden under a coral tree (right next to Kelly's hut) in a sandbath filled with bedding and all his favourite food, it immediately started drizzling, a light rain that lasted five mins max and comforted us considerably.Oh and he died exactly four weeks after Kelly on the same day :(

Okay ending off with happy pics of Bacon! :

"Look, I can climb out of the damn cage. Hahahahah"

Camwhore! 

*Cue Rebecca Black's My Moment lol*

"Hai."

"Can you see me?"

"Okay I think you can."

"Yes I can stand too, just like you. Take that, sucka!"

                   

"I'm officially tired of you. Go away" Hahaha.

Rest in peace, Bacon!

xoxo

R.I.P x

A lot has happened since the last time I posted here (seriously, a lot) and I've been feeling less cheerful than usual because Kelly's passed away. Yes, my awesome dalmatian who we loved such a damn lot. She's been so incredibly strong all the while, and we knew her time had come to an end that Sunday afternoon.

Also, sorry for the mellow mood this entry's taken on. I won't be blogging til after the exams but in the meantime, visit my tumblr page here. Reblog stuff, read it, and wipe that frown off your face! Hahaha I feel like a hypocrite. I should totally be taking my own advice, but it's so hard not waking up to her barking and having breakfast in silence. So hard coming home from a hard day out and not having someone to confide in and cheer me up. And even though she lost her hearing a year back, she was fortunate to even have been born with the ability to hear cos something like 20% of dalmatians are born deaf or partially so. So! She was extremely lucky and oh so loved (: Oh, gosh. I miss her so badly. It's like having a part of my life being taken away from me without my consent, and it sucks.

Rest in peace, Kel.

I love you so much and I'll never forget you. (And I know this sounds mushy but I don't give a damn, lol)

xoxo


P.S* I just reread my entry and I sound like I'm about to commit suicide and I've left a suicide note behind on my blog wtf. Ohwell, I'm pretty sure I'll get over this (sooner or) later.

P/P.S*Also, heading to clemall tmrw with the awesome bb to have Mac. I've never tried their hot cakes, ever. Yess, I know. Okay, I think maybe I did once when I was like five. But that doesn't count; I hated pancakes then. Which is freakin ridiculous! How could anyone hate pancakes? *points accusatory finger at five year-old self* Also, all the formal presentations are finally over! Yay. Now I just have to get the shitty final project and exams over with, and we'll be off to Sentosaaa. Fab way to get my mind off my largely sucky life, even if just for several hours.

Polyvoring is fun.

I'm back! Altho this post isn't gonna be in kuching, hahaha. I know I promised, but after a while I just kind of grow bored at the thought of having to split one helluva supermassively awesome trip into single blog entries. Off to the hawker centre for dinner with the fam soon!

Anyhow, the title clearly has some reference to this post. See:

Breakf at trattoria!

Mine:

the omelette was yummy enough, but the danish pastries at the side.. meh.Seriously, I got a shock when I bit into the baby *french accent!!* croissant. If you've ever read books or watched a show like Adamms Family(what's it called again? Addams Family? Lolzzz lazy to google it) where there are creepy kids who love weird stuff, you'll find them eating this.
 Honestly, it was the grossest thing ever. Kind of like rubber-infused play doh-esque pastry. Except edible. If you ever head to Trattoria at Somerset 313 for breakf, do not. Try. This. I'm doing you a favour telling you early! heheh

Last pic! Kelly:

<3

I haven't blogged about her of late, but I have my reasons. She can no longer walk cos of arthritis, and all she does is lie in the same spot the entire day until I carry her up and make her walk. It's awful seeing the progression of arthritis, and I would kill to have her recover. Also, the vet wasn't much of a help either boooo. She just sort of poked and prodded at Kelly's legs, tsk-ed a little and washed her wounds with saline.Helpful much.

Okay this is depressing. I'll be back soon and hopefully in better spirits! 

xoxo

P.S* Back on Tumblr! Follow, stat. :)

Made scones this morning!Lazy to do up a proper post so pics:







I was attempting to take some artsy looking pics but FAIL ):





Finally done something I'm proud of ahhaha






No they're not for you!Lols


The End. XOXO