I’ve started watching this show called Bionic Vet on BBC Lifestyle. The show is mind-blowing!!! It features the amazing work of vet Noel Fitzpatrick.
Actually, calling Noel Fitzpatrick a vet is somewhat an understatement. While the average vet would recommend putting pets to sleep for seemingly difficult but curable ailments, Fitzpatrick never goes down that road. He’s a real life HERO!
(Fan girl alert :P)
I wish there were expertise as high level as his in Malaysia or even somewhere nearer like Singapore. I envy pet owners who live nearby to his practice, which is located in Surrey, England. Must be comforting to know that there’s someone so dedicated and brilliant and passionate around to turn to IF your beloved pet should encounter any issue.
The BF said it might not be a very good show for me to watch though, because when I do, I bawl like crazy. Dogs are so amazing, they can be in excruciating pain (which is so hard to watch) but their face light up (hello, waterworks) the instance their owners call out their names :(
Alright sorry, I know I’m so channeling dog lady right now. Can’t help myself. Speaking of dogs, I attended the prize-giving ceremony for Purina ONE Picture of Health about 2 weeks ago.
Bad news, I didn’t win. Good news, there were so many ADORABLE DOGS!
# – This labrador was super duper well-behaved.
# – Me and camera-shy Charlie. So effing hard to take a picture of him still T_T
Congratulations to the winners! We need more contests for dog owners hehehe.
On another note, this morning I appeared on NTV7 The Breakfast Show with Pete and Fixaa, founders of Reach Out. I was there to talk about my experience distributing food to the homeless.
I was glad to share, though I was freaking out inside (stage fright). Naz and Aishah Sinclair, the hosts were very nice, which helped in alleviating my nerves.
By the way, the in-house stylist gave me newscaster hair. I loved it!
# – Volume, baby.
After that, I called my mom (who proudly announced on her Facebook profile that she’s watched me on the tele) to ask her how I did on national television. She’s like, “Hmmm, your top made you looked a bit big la”.
I know right? T_T
But all is forgiven, cause she and Dad dropped by my house just now bearing a large container of braised pork <3
Before I end this post, here's a picture of Charlie's head on my crotch.
Caption it?
P/S: Psyching myself to blog about food soon. If it helps, you can check out my previous recipes ALL HERE! Sorry for the intermittence :(