Fund Raising Campaign For Stray Cats

Campaign to raise funds for cats care center. Please give a helping hand.

This is a donation drive; to raise funds for caring for about 70 cats. I am running out of money. My life saving which I have been relying on for more than a decade to run this center, to help ensure these stray cats have at least one meal per day and their medical needs attended to, is almost gone.

Welfare Home For Seventy Cats

Yes, you heard me. I am the owner and operator of the above Welfare Home For Cats.

Circumstances forced me to end up with the cats (and there were 11 dogs too).

The house was not even a properly built house when I came to own it; it's a shed of some iron frame structure covered with tarpauline roof. The reason I came to own it was because when the Lum Wah Ee hispital building was under construction, the owner was asked to vacate the shed and he tried to sell the iron frame structure and the tarpualine sheet to the highest buyer. I was one of the bidders besides Indian scrap dealers.

There were cats every where, all over the place.

Six gems

Family wants dogs put down

Patricia Sullivan-Vaucher, sister of Maurice Sullivan, the Irish tourist who was mauled to death at a Penang farm in January, wrote in an open letter that the family wants a closure to this sad event, and it should start with the death of the guilty dogs.

Who am I (actually)?

Well, actually I have written a few articles about who I am and how I came to be the way I am. But I just want to add that my day starts and ends with cats, everyday -- rain or shine.

Jenny and Kitty's story (How a Persian Cat changed a woman)

Hillside, Tanjong Bungah Year 2000

When I moved to my new house at Jalan Sungai Kelian which I had just bought after toiling for years to make it happen, I was aesthetic.

How a puppy made a difference in my life

In my younger days I repaired refrigerators and air conditioners as a way to earn a living. As I was doing well I became visible as a well-to-do man. Although I was proud of my achievement, I became the targets of charity seekers, who would descend on my shop with their motorbikes' fuel tank covers open, expecting me to do the needful (give them money to fill up). I never failed to oblige, though. Back then, unlike now, I could afford to be a bit generous.

About who is behind Dogs & Cats website

A little about me.
In a nutshell, I am an animal lover like no other.
I love all animals -- be they dogs, cats, or birds; any animal that moves.
I am concerned for their welfare; and will do anything to protect them, help them.
In those days when my work (fixing refrigerators)took me to people's houses, I usually ended up in their kitchens.
And while working on the fridges I was never too busy to mind other people's business. I glanced around to check on the owners' vices. Discreetly of course. If he or she showed tendency to be cruel to animals, I was not afraid to voice my views and tried my best to convert him or her.
For example, one day I went to the house of a former manager of Malayan Banking's Weld Quay branch.
As soon as I entered the house, I heard something which might be perhaps sweet music to Mr. Lim's ears, but to mine they were distressing noise -- of a bird sentenced to die in a cage.
While fixing his refrigerator, I called Mr. Lim into his kitchen to discuss our old time dealings when he was the manger of the branch I used. Then I launched my attack!
I started by asking whether he has ever gone to prison. He said no, and I believed him.
Next, I asked him if he knew how hard is life in prison, he said he could imagine. I believed him. Then, I pounced on him and accused of being a callous person whose heart was made of stone. Although he knew prison life was a torture, yet he could still subject his bird to such a horrible condition.
I asked if he knew his bird suffered more than human prisoners? This time he turned silent; he couldn't answer. I told him to answer me how long he sentenced his poor pet to stay in the cage; one year, five, 20 years? Whether he ever thought of releasing the bird by himself. What crime did the bird commit? I told him for humans, if the judges hammer down 5 years that's all they have serve. But alas, for the birds they languish in their cages (prisons) until they die.
While in his prison his bird missed the life of being a bird: he could not fly; he could find the best worms; he could not mate and have the thrill of having chicks to foray for foods for; he could not bathe in a stream and frolic to its heart's content; he or she could not find their favorite cherries in the forests -- in short he or she was just a plaything for the man who keeps up with the Joneses.
My mission at Mr. Lim's house that day was a success. I managed to fix his fridge and was paid; he also promised to think and ponder over my sermon.
Mr. Lim decided to follow my advice and release the bird into a nearby jungle!