I told you a while ago that you were me, because you are my wife inshaAllah. So people look upon you as an extension of me. But I'm not there with you to distract them when they talk to you, so you will have to talk for us. I don't expect you to protect me, I am more concerned with protecting you. I am difficult to talk to. I have a psychic wall made of steel, and I take pleasure in yanking out souls by the scruff of the neck and shaking it about for the world to see. But you are easy to approach, because you are kind and sweet. This puts you above me in this matter. But that also means that people prefer to pick on you instead of me. That's why I have been urging you to express yourself more, and practice practice practice. I'm sorry I'm not with you to take the shots as I should be. It's time for you to become a strong talker. The only advice I can give you is that in an argument, seek emotional weaknesses not intellectual weaknesses.
You Natty, are too kind. Too generous beyond your means. You need to make your fortune first, before you give things away. Yeah I know I have no money but I give things away too, but you don't copy me. I want you to be safe and pampered. I want you to be treated like a princess. Please remember to eat only what you feel like eating. Don't eat something just to be polite. And drink lots of water.
Pina, are you hungry? Today for lunch, I made spaghetti with eggplant sauce. It was great, but it would have been perfect if I had added sliced steak or chicken breast.
Chee Cheah is so terrified of the Cat Bully, that she didn't eat for 3 days. Here's a snapshot of her finally getting some food, along with my other outdoor cats Emma and Bat Cat.
