I Need an Invention, Intention, to stop Temptation to Scream...: Kittty alert!!!

Here I am, once again, blogging on an off day. Hahaha. Why can't I have more of such days to do more leisurely activities like this? Oh right, because I am still slaving for my nation. Never mind, 234 more days and I'll be a free man.

Anyway, it was a pretty short weekend for me as I only managed to book out yesterday morning. If not for the off I would not have had a weekend at all. How my Saturday got burnt? Long story which I would not attempt to write in detail for fear of the usage of extreme profanities, explicit accusations, and unsavoury language in the context. Whatever it is, it happens that the whole MOHAWK permstaff, all specialists and even 6 platoon sergeants were called upon to perform the sacred task of defending Tekong for 24 hours on a sunny Saturday. Whee.

Ok. I booked out feeling dog-tired and drained. Indeed permstaff in Tekong can go crazy if they do not book out regularly. I have colleagues who lives in the west but will still make an effort to vook out daily. 2.5 friggin hours to work, 2.5 friggin hours back? I asked him is it worth it? His reply, "To smell the fresh air of mainland daily, absolutely". And I can't help but agree with him. There's something strange about Tekong. Although BMTC seems like a resort for the instructors, there's something different there. No doubt we have probably the newest SAF camp, grand facilities, superb mess for commanders, delicious canteed food, the list just goes on, it just does not feel right.

Maybe its the fact that you gotta take a ferry out to obscure Changi, before catching a bus to the nearest heartland, Pasir Ris. That would take you 40mins on a good day. Therefore, how fast you get home from camp depends on the speed you cover the distance from Pasir Ris to your home, plus 40 mins. Imagine staying at Admiralty??? Gosh. Tekong feels like Alcatraz to me. There's a God-forsaken and inimical feel there that could not be explained, but is clearly felt by recruits and instructors alike. And having spent ALL my army life in Tekong so far, it always leaves me wondering whenever I see Changi Airport Control Tower across the sea from my bunk, IS THE GRASS REALLY GREENER ON THE OTHER SIDE?

I have heard of people enjoying life in the units on mainland. I have also heard horror stories of people who totally loathe it. Guess I can only find out about the life out there when I enter reservist. Till them my life, body, soul, and spirit remains bonded to unemotional lifeless island. But my heart is always at 109 Lengkong Tiga. Ok. Enough crapping.

My weekend, though relatively short, was exciting as... I led a new cat to my block downstairs!!! With the help of the princess of course. It is just a tiny kitten. White but has a few patches of black on it. We found it mewing pitifully outside Kembangan mrt. We decided to bring it to the void decks of my house, which is slowly turning into a safe house for the felines in Kembangan. Hahaha. Here, there's a kind aunty who would feed the cats daily and provide water for them. Passerbys have also been known to shower them with cat bites.

It was no mean feat. Those who know where I live would know that I stay quite a distance from the mrt. Therefore, to get a kitten to follow us all the way back is tough. But it somehow followed us all the way after coaxing it relentlessly. I also had to carry it a few times over "difficult terrains". It's afraid to let me carry him over a long distance. And it would scratch and bite me. Fortunately, it's just a kitten, therefore it's bites and scratches were very harmless. The kitten is full of energy. It would climb up trees along the way as it tails us home. Totally cute! Seems like it would be really bored if it was not given the chance to roll around grass, climb up trees, run into shrubs and crawl under drains.

Finally after an hour, many "cat calls", a few hand carries of the kitten and a handful of eaten catfood later, we managed to bring it to it's new home. Over here, there are at least 10 other cats for the kitten to socialise with. Deifinitely better than the cold pavements of the mrt. The other cats started bullying the new kitten immediately. By staring at it, following it, and even hissing at it. So cute! I'm sure the kitten will stand up for itself one day.

Anyway here are some pictures from the night kitty campaign yesterday.

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The princess was sitting innocently on the bench when a cat just jumped up on her lap and rested there! Cute!