It's all about Balance.

J and i have discussed it through and have decided we want babies. No, not the 2-legged kind - well not yet anyway but the 4-legged ones.

The animal shelter insists new cat owners adopt two cats - for the sake of the felines' sanity as well as the owners'. Which makes sense since we all know what can happen when a cat gets bored and goes a bit Satanic on their owner.

So we went to the animal shelter two weekends ago and saw one potential domestic 6-month old male kitten. There were dozens of kittens and cats there, so trying to narrow it down was hard. We then wanted to match him with a female one - not for breeding purposes but because we thought they might get along better.

The woman at the animal shelter said there was one female kitten that is being cared for by a foster family and perhaps we would like to see it the following week [last Friday] and so we did. But the kitty ended up being too shy and refused to even be in the same room as us, so that didn't really work for us.

But my story doesn't end there.

We then found out the foster family was also taking care of three 9-week old kittens from the same litter. Two boys and one girl. And when we went to their home we fell in love...

Top left: Max
Top Right: Moritz
Bottom: Rosa

I couldn't keep my eyes off Moritz. I think he's absolutely stunning and perfect. There definitely was a connection and his purrs kept getting louder each time i petted him. And that's when i knew, i had to have him.


J fell in love with the little girl kitten. She's so small she fits in the palms of both my hands! All black except for a small white dot just on her throat. She is slightly smaller than her two brothers because she was the last to be born and is much quieter than the others. She prefers to sit on your lap and craves warmth. She is an absolute darling and has the quietest little meow i've ever heard.

But when she's not sleeping, i think she's a bit of a daredevil. We heard her cries in the kitchen as we found her stranded on the top of the back support of a wooden chair. She had managed to climb up to the top not realising how high the chair was and later couldn't come down.


Max and Moritz are forever tumbling around and play fighting. I am sure that Max is the little trouble maker out of the two and we've even noticed that he bullies his little sister. But when one is awake, the other is soon to follow. And when it comes to sleep, they all seem to huddle together to keep warm. It is such a picture perfect moment.

But their names aren't fixed and neither one of us are too happy with "Moritz" and "Rosa", so we've made a short list of names. However, it's not confirmed yet whether we can adopt the brother and sister but we're hoping to find out this week. We may have to wait 2-4 weeks as they are not old enough yet to be given out and they still need to be microchipped and have their shots.

So we'll see, fingers crossed that everything works out.

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Anyway, ever since J and i had that "big talk" two weeks ago and started Qigong, our lives have somewhat changed. Maybe it's a coincidence or maybe it was time for us to get off our lazy arses and do something with ourselves and with each other rather than hibernate and get on each others' nerves.

And as you know i've also taken on a new design project. It is to re-design an existing logo and create a comprehensive Corporate Identity manual. It ain't gonna be easy but at the end of the day it's work and we definitely need the money. I've already sent out my quote and i'm waiting for its' approval.

In the mean time i've been kept busy with learning German and going to class every day. It's starting to get more complex and trying to make sense of it all without doing my own head in has been tricky. Last week was so stressful, i could feel my stress building up and my voice rising. Waking up each day was just painful.

Speaking of pain, i am able to walk around pain-free! I can even lie on my side without grunting and i'm sure if i wanted to i could lie on my stomach without much trouble too. It's amazing to finally be able to do the simple movements that i once took for granted.

Of course the incisions they made have left their scars but i try not to look at them.

Mentally, i'm doing much better. I've stopped crying and i found it therapeutic to share my story with a few friends and my sister. Two people i know even shared with me their stories of miscarriage and abortion and although it's not quite the same, it's strangely soothing to know someone else has felt that kind of loss.

But to be honest, i haven't really had much time to think about anything now since my head is flooded with Deutsch.

Most of the time i'm switching my brain from absorbing German vocabulary and verbs to attempting to project some kind of creativity into my work. Definitely a case of Multi-tasking. I'm almost thankful the German course ends in February, so that gives me a few months to work in peace or shall i say with slightly less stress.

After which, i'm not sure what i plan to do but i trust that when it gets closer to that time i'll have something figured out by then. So for now, i'm looking forward to the day my Quotation gets approved and when the woman at the animal shelter says we can finally bring home our two kitties.