Thursday, October 23, 2008

The Taming of a Shrew

The blind dude Cpt Jack Sparrowl Left , The Owl from Outerspace, our first ever sighting.

This is the exact same look Anton gives me everytime i screw up.

Jees he cant get any cuter than this.

Ah Lian - A female Chinese gangster,known to stare people down & start vicious cat fights.they are your wikipedia to dialect profanity.

For some reason the news of Cheftan have spread so far & wide , Everyone seems to think we are in a hurry for another owl..The villages who have help build our retreat kept saying hey don't worry boss, I get 1 for you, I get 1 for you..!!..and true enough without us really wanting 1 that badly Jun,the guy who carved our sign board caught a black 1 for us... this 1 is a little smaller same breed as Cheftan but we suspect this is prolly a female - ( Anton's logic, Male birds always looks better than the female ala Peacock/Cockerel ) but she was a feisty 1..and she was a cross between McDonald's Hamburglar and a local "AH LIAN" with that " WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT?!" shrew face.

Anyhow we had it for less than a week,before i can name her she'd bit her way to freedom. Which inspired us to write this posting of all the owls that have come and gone by the retreat.
Owls - such beautiful and intriguing creatures.

Sunday, October 5, 2008

In Heart wrenched love(ing) Memory of Cheftan

Just two weeks back I was procrastinating about telling every1 the truth about Chieftain,.the origins and how we were obligated to keep him ...
We wanted to buy Capt. Jack Sparrowl thinking we should save the blind guy from absolute psycho kids in the village,deal didn't come through followed by a whole lot of misunderstanding. Uncle Jalil got us an baby owl thinking we really wanted a pet owl - we had to keep it on a leash for awhile since we cant lose the gift .I know - Asians never say no,we patronise and let the sense of obligation & discomfort slowly trickle away.Some days we even give ourselves fantastic excuses to rob the poor bird of its freedom."

Just last week,Blinded by our selfish needs for sacrilege amusement, We joked about how we would get a pretty good cut selling tix. Salamander (Giant lizard thing) V.S Owl! The lizard was prowling every night under the pavilion...before sneaking up on him,after a few failed attempts, The lizard made desperate attempts during the day as well..and our poor chieftain was so blind during the day he came to a few close call before finally perching itself on a much higher ground,Refuse to even come down for dinner.

Today Early morning , when both of us were still lazing under the soft sheets.Anton got a text msg from Roses. - saying the bird was gone. The really annoying part was how Anton delivered it to me when he got to the crime scene.His txt msg :"Hymm there's blood".Absolutely Indifferent! Where as I had burst into a stream of manic imagination.Instantly in 3D visuals ala CSI ,the murderous scene slowly played out in my head. The leash had gave way so its either 1) Salamander came,Snapped real hard and tug chieftain off the rope like how they would feed chickens to crocodiles. or 2) Chieftain in his desperate attempt while peeing in his pants (furry ass) bit himself loose. either way its bad and im sad. Chieftain was an ice breaker - total strangers would identify each other as blood bros over a short conversation about him.He would "crooo~" in a strange horny delight when we pet stroke his head gentle. He would turn around and stare into your lens shamelessly handsome (prolly cuz he's still trying to make out the fuzzy picture.) He would blink his long lashes and follow your every single movement in deep interest. Last but not least if you walk around him,He would turn his head almost 180 just to see if there's a treat for him. He was to become the face of Paganakandii. Anyhow bottomline is lets hope Jalil doesnt get us another bird.