Happy CNY!

Greetings from our first-born.


mel's little pixie...




Happy Chinese New Year to everyone out there!

Some updates on the boy

He likes wearing a wig sometimes...


and he's somewhat related to the Flash...



as well as the roasted chicken...


He can be a model...


and he wears nice (albeit gayish) clothes.

Sophie at the RustiRun 2010!

Sophie and I at East Coast Park!

Tired family after the run...

Sophie and her grandpa...

i just thought this picture was nice. =p

Us scrutinizing the booths. There were quite a number there..

... and finally! a photo of us racing towards the finishing line! =)

We finished 8th and 9th place respectively (clement 8th, mel 9th) for the 1km category. (i know, i know, it's only 1km right). But we're still proud. =) Sophie proved to be a real runner! and a cooperative one at that.

Actor-cat

"Yessir! If you are looking for the best actor-cat, you have come to the right person... cat!"



"I believe I can fly."



"I can star in vampire shows."



"I can sing too. '月亮代表我的心。'"



"Hmm... what's that smell?"

the last days of 2009

Studding!

We are looking for a pretty female cat to bear kittens for our beloved boy, Edward. Interested parties please send in your resume (photos and breed, and age) to us.

We also need parties to adopt any extra kittens that the litter might have. We want just one male kitten from the litter. Interested please leave your contact as well.

At 5 months old

Some say I'm too pretty to be a boy. Like I really care. The word is "handsome". These people just never seen a handsome cat before, that's why.


Look at me. I look good even while sleeping.


Let me assert my manhood!

True to cats' nature, I always sleep in the day. At night, I take to hiding under Clement's bed, and jumping out at him when he tries to find me. He gives such a satisfactory reaction each and every time! Unfortunately it is quite impossible to take either photos or videos of me scaring Clement since its at night, and Clement has such lousy cameras. No one to bear witness to my success. Hmmm... Wonder who I got my scaring-genes from...?