Fats, Vitamins and Minerals

We made it to my mom’s house, finally, to pick up some mail and other stuff. It’s not easy when your working hours are 3PM-3AM! Alwin was really excited to see us, jumping up and down, scaring poor old Fortun who was trying to get some sleep on the condiments table. I guess the folks at home don’t mind Fortun staying there anymore.

Fortun has really grown bigger. I didn’t see George today, though, ad last I saw him some 2 weeks ago he looked quite thin and scruffy. Then I learned that Machang died - so Alwin told me, and Trevor and I were so shocked. Poor old Machang! My mom said that it was parvo. I suddenly thought that maybe George had that too - I hope he isn’t hiding away somewhere sick. Our cats usually do that when they are sick, they hide somewhere, and if they are going to make it, they come back into the house still sick, and spend the next several days trying to get well.

I thought Fortun has a better immune system than George because when they were younger, Fortun always played with dirt and stole food bits from the garbage whereas George just stayed home always clean.

Well, George is much older than Machang and maybe a year or two older than Fortun. It’s quite sad that Machang’s gone. Well they say that pets get sick and die so their owners won’t.

Anyway, Alwin showed me his new pets that my brother gave him. They were in this plastic bowl with some wood shavings and a dry carrot. They were worms and Alwin said that later they will turn into cocoons and then turn into bugs!

Hmmm… I didn’t know these worms ate carrots.

At least this summer, Alwin has new things to play with. He has prepared some ten small plastic containers to put the cocoons in when the time comes …

On the way home at the mall, we finally saw our K9 handler and his German shepherd again. I was so surprised that I yelped so loudly and embarrassed Trevor. And before I could calm down from my surprise, a short distance behind K9 was an old fellow with dark glasses, his hair well-pomaded with side-burns, wearing an all black with silver and chains ensemble. A cross between Elvis and FPJ! So shockingly funny, the little old fellow had both thumbs in his side pockets and was walking as if he was ready to shoot someone. Hmmm … strange world outside it is, especially in the daytime!

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