Standing just opposite each other in the kitchen, Zoey could hear her heart pounding faster and faster. She knew instantly that she had just done the worst possible thing ever to Mother.

The worst possible thing ever to a mother, she knew deep down.

The half-cooked salmon that Mother was preparing before Zoey’s departure, was still sitting on the stove and had already turned cold.

It was at that moment, after Zoey’s words, that Mother’s eyes redden instantly. …

She was on her way to the airport. It had been 10 months since she came home because of the pandemic, which otherwise she would’ve stayed abroad all this time.

Though she didn’t want to leave, it was happy whilst the expanded holiday lasted.

The driver drove past the city for one last time. Through the old streets, the bridges, the local restaurants.

Her mom held her hand tightly, so she smiled back at her to comfort her.

“I’ll come back soon, or you can fly to me when the restrictions are lifted.”

“I know. Maybe dad can come to…

I was in the middle of a reunion with my friends at their place. It was Christmas and my friend made us a big pot of mulled wine.

“Have you guys tried this before? There’s some more in the kitchen if you guys want a refill,” said my friend as she steadily served us the drinks.

“Ah… the classic hot mulled wine for Christmas, how reminiscent.”

“Oh, yea? Reminiscing how?”

And so I recollected.

It had been way too long since I was back home. Even longer since I had left the stressful life behind.

It was winter when this…

2020 is surely a shitshow, yet we’ve all made it to Christmas again.

For those who don’t know me, my dad has been working in China all along. I haven’t been able to see my dad for one whole year. In return, my dad had been stuck alone in China for one whole year.

Sure, I miss my dad a lot. Words can’t even express how desperately I hope for him to be reunited with us; the thought of him spending this holiday alone and counting down new years alone is killing me.

Yet, because of this, I realized the…

It’s the winter season again.

Stepping into December, Mr. Jiggles, a chubby ginger cat, and Meeka, a black tabby cat of the same age, instantly felt the sharp drop in temperature compared to last week.

“It’s getting so cold right now, I wish I’m allowed to sleep in the bedroom. I don’t know how but I swear the humans have the comfiest mattress and fluffiest blankets.” Said Meeka one afternoon.

“Well, we were originally allowed to sleep in the main bedroom remember? We were only kicked out because you broke mom’s laptop last week.” Mr. Jiggles protested.

“Oh is that…

For a long time, I believe that the world is projected in a way that makes people subtly angry.

I was an angry person deeply.

I am an angry person, to be exact. Because, until this day, there are just so many problems that exist in life, yet so little that I can do to make a change.

Nothing seems fine, and I am angry about a wide range of things.

For a long time, I thought that I am the only one who is constantly angry deep inside, that no one else seems to be struggling with the same…

Animal Advocacy

Have you ever walked on a street and saw a Pug walk past wobbly with its cute flat face and go “awwww”?

Despite the cuteness of the faces in these dogs, there’s a much longer story behind it, which unfortunately a lot of consumers aren’t aware of.

What are brachycephalic breeds?

Brachycephaly, according to ACVS, means “short-headed”. Everything with a “flat face”, including the popular Pugs, Bulldogs, Boston Terriers are all considered to be Brachycephalic breeds. The same goes for cats, including the Persian, Himalayan, and Burmese cats.

Although these breeds are gaining popularity dramatically over the recent decade for their loving and unique…

I was bummed by a fact lately. To be exact, it’s more of a realization to me.

On my journey to becoming a Veterinary clinician, I get to familiarize myself with the industry bit by bit. It is no news that there are bright sides and dark sides in every industry, most only known by the people working within that industry.

The vet industry is no different.

Yet, understanding the industry more, I knew I had to tell a story. A story from a vet, more precisely, a soon-to-be vet — My story, from a pre-vet’s perspectives.

I was working…