So On Tuesday I found a kitten. This is the TINIEST kitten I have ever seen. I don’t like cats (except a special dubaiandi cat), I am rather allergic to them and never ever wanted a cat BUT KITTENS! Kittens are different. I love kittens so when I saw this little guy there was so much squealing and love. Then he looked at me. His left eye was almost completely swollen shut and his other eye wasn’t far off. He looked so sad. I had to run away or the tears would never stop.
Wednesday morning came and I looked for him but no sign. I thought (rather foolishly) *YES! Mom totally did Not abandon her little baby and he is currently in the loving arms of a mommy* WRONG!!! Totally abandoned and when I went out in the afternoon there he was. This TINY TINY TINY little thing poking it’s tiny head through the gate. Heart b r o k e n.
Wednesday evening comes and I am leaving work when I pass his area to three of the loudest meows came running after me. I don’t speak kitten but I’m pretty sure he was saying “only evil walks away” “help me” “I am going to die if you go home”.
SO, I sat in my car and began to cry. I HAVE TO HELP! It took me about 20 minutes of coaxing this little guy out far enough for me to gentle grab him and get him into my car. “TO THE VETS!!!” I loudly proclaimed to the little guy. We got there, and I extremely dramatically declared HELP OR HE IS GOING TO DIE!!! To the receptionist who looked at me with one of those “oh god not this” eye rolls. She was actually very lovely and we amply named the kitten “Kitten One” for Vet’s sake.
All the things that could be severely wrong, are severely wrong with this kitty; severe viral eye infection, severely dehydrated, severe diarrhoea and all the lack of eating affiliated problems. The Vet (A South African, that’s not important I just wanted to tell you) was brilliant. She did all of his shots for free, gave me medication for him for free and only charged me consultation and food. Vets in this country have a habit of being assholes with things like this otherwise they would be inundated with strays and bleeding hearts so I was SUPER happy.
So I cant take this TINY kitten home, my dog would eat him, my dad would drown him, I don’t have anywhere to put him except back at work where I can proceed to give him all of his medication. BUT THEN!!!
My co-worker/ buddy/ brother says he cant take it anymore, he understand the implications of his decision and says to me “Tomorrow, I am taking him home. He will be mine, he will be fine and he will be Buckle” He is now tucked up in an appartment safe, getting cleaned, and I am going back to the vet after work to buy my little man his very first collar.
And that’s the story of how I became an Aunt and Shane became My Hero!
This has to be the strangest idea. I mean, why would anyone want to LISTEN to a movie? Unless you are visually impaired but then you still don’t need a website for this! Listen to a movie has a massive database filled with movies and tv shows and radio stations… that you can listen to… on the internet. What I have listened to today:
1. The first episode of The Animaniacs
2. The first episode of the sixth season of The Simpsons
3. Accross the Universe. I figure, if you are going to LISTEN to a movie, it best be a musical, right?
Wrong. This is the worst idea for a website. Now, I’m going to listen to Airplane because I am the only one in this country who does not have this public holiday off and I am the only one who feels bad for me.
I know I don’t come here very often any more but I had to share this, another gulf news special! The title of the article is “Pakistan barber’s eyes pulled out for alleged affair” a rather horrific thought indeed! So I read it.
The article starts off:
The eyes of a barber were pulled out in a horrific incident in the Punjab province. The culprits also cut off the man’s tongue and lips for allegedly having an affair with a girl.
A tailor was also tortured on Tuesday in yet another incident when the accused shaved half of his head, eyebrows and moustache over a delay in sewing their clothes on the eve of Eid.
Where the hell did the tailor story come from? I suppose it all comes from the theme of ‘torture’ a VERY strong word in my book, not at all affiliated with the removal of hair, unless waxed…
So turns out barber was bumping nasties with some old guys daughter, known as girl and so was summoned to girls father’s house and tortured. They don’t give details on her age so I would assume she is of age, an exaggerated reaction maybe? Yes? These people put all fathers, everywhere to shame! Anyway… no one can argue against torture being the right word for this. But the Tailor?
Tailors story goes like this: An ordinary man by his peers standards, a hard working man, possibly even honest. Eid would be a very busy time of the year letting out waist bands for the fat and ugly to fill their guts to the brim with goat and rice. Tailor man was late in delivering some clothes and summoned to his clients house: “Khan [Client], along with five accomplices, attacked him and later shaved off half his head, eyebrows and moustache.”
Nothing says Eid Mubarak quite like a good beating amirite? Sure, it’s sad that poor Tailor was beaten and then shaved… but to couple the incidents together? Is that not a little similar to this made-up-right-now story that I just made up right now?
“4 year old beaten and raped in his own bed by intruder (ha ha) while 3 year old gets lolli pop taken by stranger on street”
But what gets me more about this article, is that they lead with the shaving, not the beating. Yes I am aware that the Pakistan man is unnaturally attached to the mustache but common sense in a news paper has to prevail! Do they honestly think people will take a second glance over headline such as:
“Pakistan man loses mustache in savage shaving attack” or “Pakistan man contemplates suicide after losing mustache in traffic accident, his family were also killed.” Over “Pakistan man loses face in savage beating” will people really walk past face beating but shed a tear for the mustache?
The icing on the cake? How, I know you are wondering, did poor Tailor man get home? Well, because these savage torturing beasts are so good at torture, they made him ride a donkey home: the tailor, was forced to ride a donkey after his face was blackened, a sign of disgrace in this region, by Mohammad Khan, a local influential man.
I guess what you can take away from this, never go to someone’s house when summoned.
“The selection of a Republican candidate for the presidency of this globalized and expansive empire is — and I mean this seriously — the greatest competition of idiocy and ignorance that has ever been,”