No, I am not getting a koala bear as a pet.
It is actually a name Belle gave to her baby brother, whenever we asked what to name him. My sister-in-law gave birth to a healthy baby boy this evening. He has a very special date/time of birth – May 21st 2012 @ 5:21PM.
Coincidentally I am on leave. Together with Mom and Belle, we went to the hospital. We headed to the room number that Gor gave us but could not find it. So, we decided to wait at Starbucks while having a cuppa. I tried to call his mobile several times but he is not answering and then he finally sent me a short message, “He is here!” We quickly finish our drinks and couldn’t wait to see him but unfortunately the kid doctor was not there yet to check him. At the end, we decided to go back home first.
We went back to the hospital again at night, with Dad. The nurse was bathing him and told us to wait for a short while… Almost an hour passed, close to 10PM but not a single sign of him. A quick check with the nurse, they were keeping him in a box to get him warmer and asked us to wait for another while. As we had not have our dinner yet, we decided to come back the next day.
His birthday was on Friday, 4th November and we decided to treat him dinner. Surprisingly, he wanted western food. Dad doesn’t really fancy western food because he doesn’t dine on beef and choices are limited for him. We brought him to Tony Roma’s at eCurve.
Maybe it was due to his rare visits to diners like these, he was kind of anxious. Mom read him the menu, he observed the surrounding, awed at mat salleh who finished the entire course of dinner — appetizer + starter + main course + desserts. But he was not losing to them too… by helping to clear our plates! 😛
The whole dining experience was great but it did not have a good start. I called earlier for reservation, soon after we parked our car. The fella on the line did not let me finish my sentence and missed “… and a child” and gave us a side table. He promised to move us to a bigger round table as soon as it’s available. We patiently waited but turned out to be a disappointment because the manager forgot his promise and gave the table to someone else. We had to wait for another table, which was about 15 minutes later.
My last visit to Tony Roma’s at Sunway Pyramid was way better than here. The staffs, maybe.
Forget about the unhappy details. Wishing Dad a happy birthday and may all his wishes all come true but most important of all, a pink bill of health!
Our beloved pet dog passed away “not so peacefully” this morning. He must be too saddened that Steve Jobs is leaving on his own and decided to accompanied him to a better place.
Every single days will not be the same again without you wagging your tails, greeting us ‘good morning‘ or ‘welcome home‘. Although my sandals and slippers will no longer be part of your diet but you will forever be missed.
For few months, he had not been feeling well. He didn’t bark at visitors or passerby, weighed down, loss of appetite and more. Before he passed away, he had been skipping his meals for two days straight. On Saturday morning, he vomited and couldn’t move at all. We could hear his heavy breathing even from inside of our house.
Gor drove around the area looking for vet that is willing to put him to sleep as we could not bear seeing him in this state. Unfortunately, none of them are willing to. He turned to his friends and they told him to let the dog be. Another friend even suggested to play Buddhist chants so that he will pass sooner. Since we couldn’t get a vet, that was the only option. Gor slept in the living room the entire night.
Until this morning… his breathing worsen. Gor went to nearby vet and drove him to our house to put him to sleep… and waited until he breathed his last. We buried him in our workshop, along with the Buddhist chant player, still playing.
At night, Belle kept asking “Where is Doggy?”