New-born Sumatran Tiger Babies!

This news is both a happy and sad one. 
Happy that the Sumatran tiger cubs and mama are all healthy, safe and roaring loud! Sad that here in their very own country, Sumatran tigers are not yet having the attention and conservation they deserve. If you want to support the cause, let me know.
I did. With faith that my grand-kids will never have to learn about Sumatran tigers in the 'extinct' section of an animal's encyclopedia. I, one Sumatran lady will make sure of that. I hope you are in!
You can read the full story of Mama Tiger, Damai (means 'Peace' in Bahasa) and her cubs here.

ps: Help making sure our future children will still get to see them :)

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Just what I need to hear. Again.

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That darn extra five kilos seems to have no slight interest to go away from my body. But what can I say,  instead of seriously asking them to leave, I have been making them even more comfortable to nestle.

I am lucky to have a good metabolism tho'... I am not skinny but others might consider me lucky for 'only' having chubby cheeks and a bit of a curve as a result of continuously eating like a man.

Or, like a real woman.

ps: I have to jog this afternoon. Wish me all the determination to not bail. Haha.

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Life as Mahony knows it

I need to protect my humans. For they have saved me from living alone on the street.
Not every people are nice.
I say that again... Not every people are nice.
Sleeping early is not an option, I have to stay up late, or at least until I am rest-assured that my humans are all safe and sound in their bed.
You know... because not every people are nice.

I love mornings. I love doggy dancing with Mama and I love our weekends because that means my friends and I are going to devour a bowl of fresh milk...and my humans are home much much longer. Oh, and a day without a nap is miserable.

I can understand why humans can be worry, or sad or tired. They have work, they have bigger responsibilities and chores and they see many other humans and they are not always nice, you know... So, that's why.
By the way, my silly best friend Marilyn would bark to differ. She thinks everyone is nice. Blah!

Being a dog is fascinating. But we do have our worries and anxiety, take example the newbie in the house, Axl. I have told him many times that our humans are the best but I think he still worries that he's going to be sent to another home. As much as I like having Mama's attention all to myself, I know Axl is also crazily loved. I just know. I trust my humans.
Us dogs somehow find it difficult to hold on to anger and grudge and revenge. Once your kindness is sniffed, we just like you. Am good at  this. Sniffing kindness and sniffing a wacko at the same time. That's why I have to make sure only good people are hanging out with my humans.

Everyday is a responsibility. To guard, to watch over and making sure everything is on its place, and nothing gets dirty. Especially my paws. I love watching Marilyn and Axl making a fool out of themselves chasing tennis ball. I'd sit still next to Mama.

My humans soft voice and their belly rubs are daily treats. And I know how hard it can be out there for my other friends who are living on the street....
I think of them sometime. I hope they will find a home too. For them to guard. And mama and papa, for them lo love. And ask for a doggy dance and fresh milk and love.
Not many people can give that.... Because, you know, not all people are nice.
But I hope you will find them.

Semoga bukan hanya di 17 Agustus ini

Semoga bukan hanya di 17 Agustus ini,
Matamu bekaca-kaca saat memandang dwi warna dan kamu mendoakan yang terbaik bagi Ibu Pertiwi
seraya berhenti berserapah atas ketidaklayakkannya

Semoga bukan hanya di 17 Agustus ini
Kamu mengaku "Indonesia Raya" selalu mendebarkan hati saat ia berkumandang
Atau menyadari Pancasila ternyata punya makna dalam setiap lantunan katanya

Semoga bukan hanya di 17 Agustus ini
Kamu berkata bangga, sekalipun sebuah bangsa tak selalu tanpa cela
Kamu memilih berharap pada pemimpinnya dan merasa lebih baik menjalani kewajiban seorang bernegara, dibanding mengutuki para pelaku cela tadi

Semoga bukan hanya di 17 Agustus ini
Kamu menyendengkan telinga pada kakek-kakek pejuang, yang mungkin sudah bercerita padamu berulang-ulang
tentang seorang sahabat yang meregang nyawa dalam pelukannya

Semoga bukan hanya di 17 Agustus ini
Kamu berproklamasi kamu cinta, pada bangsa ini
bukan hanya pada sejarahnya, tetapi juga pada perbedaannya.
Pada masa depannya yang bisa berbeda, tergantung benar tidaknya apa yang kau katakan tadi

Yang semoga bukan hanya di 17 Agustus ini

Dirgahayu, Indonesia Raya!

ps: Sang Merah Putih yang berkibar di halaman depan rumah, dan lagu yang membawa saya menjadi salah satu vokalis di gereja dimasa kecil dulu; Indonesia Pusaka, ciptaan Ismail Marzuki.

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What I See in Friendship

As time goes by... do you realize how trials and tribulations' absolute power somehow perfectly function as a filter to show you who your true friends are? 

What I see in friendship is its endearing ability, to hang in there, to survive waves of troubles and changes. To reach out deeper, allowing each other to grow and be even more real every single day.

We may have added hundreds of friends along the way... but the true ones somehow... diminishing.  

I am just glad that Adis Nasier here, is one in the latter category.

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At ease

Long weekend is here!

I have set a very detailed plan and that will include: wolfing at least 2 slices of carrot cake, going to the beach with my dogs, sinking my nose to this book and be Quiet:), visiting my bestie Adis for Lebaran.

On a more mellow note, I have been badly missing my sisters and brother, and nephews too. There's never a day go by without us checking in with each-other, but it will be nice if we can be at one place all together anytime soon.

And, as if they are giving me a nod to my 'need to be cured emptiness', look what I just received here this afternoon...

ps: I love you.... 

Above: Isaac, Detrianne and baby Nathanael, Benevolent, Maharani. Below: Brave Joseph and a 'really-really big cat'

Let's Explore Diabetes with Owls

It's been a bookish week and is still going. I am going to sink my nose to another book but this one that I just finished is a must share!  Let's Explore Diabetes with Owls  is a collection of narrative essays by David Sedaris, every page is a charmer with its witty humor and intelligence and is just amusingly educating. At the very last page, I almost feel like I know him very well...

David, you have stolen my heart in a thousand phrases.

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Moonwalking with Einsten

Moonwalking With Einstein is not an easy read for me but I am enjoying it!
Tho' Joshua Foer kinda makes me feel like I am way below his league, I secretly admire him. If you pay attention really closely, this book has a fair share of dry humor  (I like!) despite it being a true science genre!  

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Life as Marilyn Knows It

Everyday is a blessing, and waking up wagging your tail is the only way to greet morning as it breaks. Oh, with a hundreds of kisses on 'my human's' sleepy face too.

A walk on the beach is too hard. I say run. 'My human' sometimes forget to bring our ball but I can always find another one on the beach, laying unattended. I am sure no one would mind. I mean, people are kind and sweet and they have a lot of things to be thankful of so losing a ball on the beach would not bother them.

Thunder storm is unpredictable and can be very scary. But as long as I have a roof on top of my head, I will be alright. Especially if I can still see a glimpse of 'my human's' shadow in another room. I know everything is going to be fine.

Denta stix? Nom...nom...nom

I cannot decide which one I like the best; sunshine or rain? I do not get why mankind can open their blinds to square back how a day is going to be by just looking at the sky. You can soak in the warmth of sunshine... and playing under the rain is just as fun!

Anyone welcome to our house is welcome to my heart. This valids to Axl too, another dog 'my human' brought home a month ago. I like him. Almost as much as I like tennis balls, but not as much as I like denta stix. My friend Mahony has a different idea but that's fine. We are resulting a good dynamic, she and I.

I do not get what can happen in human's life... They can be very angry waking up and going to work, they can cry when it comes to their friends or relatives and even families.
Sometimes, they came home with a sour face and they look very weary. My over the top greeting seems to always work its magic to cheer them up. Once they caress me, I think my happy energy got transferred to them too. But still, I do not understand what can cause their unhappiness. I mean, I know thunder storms can be very scary but humans are bigger than me... So, it cannot be thunderstorms... It must be something else.

Every meal is a bliss. And I will finish them to the very last crumbs. I am thankful for everything that is given to be by 'my human'. 

Whenever 'my human' is away, I just spend time thinking of them and waiting earnestly so see them coming home and end their day with me snuggling in their arms. I would like to let them know that tomorrow is another happy day.

Oh, did I say that Life is a blessing?

One fine day at the beach.

What's your retirement plan?

Did I just ask you that? Sounds too far ahead? 

I would love to lie to myself and say "Ah, that's still ages to come." But you and I both knows, that days, weeks, months and years will fly in a bullet speed. So yes, let's talk about what's your plan when the work force is no longer your first identity.

A few years ago, I may not have had the gut to say what I am about to say... but now I think I am there. Someday, (and judging from my most likely to working 'law of attraction power ' *wink,... I trust that it will happen).

I will leave the industry that I am now in, once and for all and 'slave' myself to fight for animal rights. Though the idea of joining rangers in the wilderness still frightens me, I know I can take part in it at some level. Working at the animal shelter, learn their language and characters, travel to bring out more of a 'humanity bent' of the society, and the world. Ah, no, I am not drafting a beauty pageant contest speech :).
My love for animals has been built since I was a toddler and now, it has gone enormous. Not only for dogs. I was tempted to share you links of recent happenings here in...my very own country. Sumatran tigers and elephants were slaughtered to fulfill mankind's greed and hunger of filthy wealth. But nah... I do not want to cry again :'(.

I cannot do much now, and maybe neither can you, my sweethearts. But if you want to partake in preserving the earth and its beauty, including the animals, you can contribute a sum of donation here: donate for animals rights . I did and am not looking back.

ps: What's this idea below sound? :)

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