As you know, Floofy can't eat the dried cat food pellets. That cat food blocks her system, gives her severe constipation, and almost killed her. So I've been cooking up food especially for her, with a high water content to combat the constipation. Recently I made a sort of fish smoothie, made out of half a kilo of bigeye (bigeye has small guts and besides, it was cheap that day), a cup of rice and lots of water. I removed the guts then threw everything into a pot and cooked it until everything was soft. Then I blended the lot, bones and all, into a smoothie. Hey, it looks like a strawberry shake! Floofy loves the stuff and as a bonus, after being frozen and defrosted the stuff turns into a cake. Weird. Anyway, I was washing the tupperware in which I kept the stuff while Doutzen was at my feet, being her usual noisy self. Then she sprayed me (she had never done that before) on my sarong, and reached up and stuck a claw in my knee. Ow! I didn't do anything to deserve that! I was holding the tupperware lid at the time, so I smacked her with it. I supposed she wanted a taste of her mother's food, but I don't let her mother eat her food! Isn't that fair? I guess next time I'll let her lick the container, but the rest of the stuff has turned into cake, so that would be pointless for now.
Pina, I don't have wealth enough to be married right now. When I do get the money inshaAllah, I will marry Erin first, Natty second, and you last. InshaAllah. I will build a house for each of you, before I marry you. If this is too slow for you, then I have no right to hold you back from getting something else that's faster. All I ask is that you wait and keep your chastity. Please know that I cannot be married to a non-Muslim, so I ask that all of you prepare yourselves emotionally and mentally for that. If you think Pina that you are a servant, then know that I am a servant: a servant of God, so my wife is a servant of God as well. It doesn't mean that we won't be wealthy and respected, it means that we will carry the rank of servants.
