Tattoos and Memory

Most of my tattoos were done when I was studying in Melbourne. The tattoo parlor that I went was near Victoria Market.

I still remember the first time I went to get my tattoo done, I was soooo afraid of the pain that I almost chicken out. My housemate was with me and the poor girl had to walk around Vic Market with me for an hour before I sum up my courage to go for my tattoo. Oooh... and of course I remember the tattoo artist. He was cute!!!

So my first tattoo is a tribal butterfly. Yes...corny as it sounds. Butterfly to me it symbolizes freedom. When I was young, my mom controls my every movement. The only time I really feel free was when I was in Melbourne. I can do whatever I want without answering to anyone. You must be thinking why butterfly and not birds right? Well that's because I like butterflies. I find it amazing that from a caterpillar it can morph into a beautiful butterfly and finally free to fly wherever it wants. That's how I came about with my first tattoo.

The 2nd piece is another tribal design. This has no meaning actually. I was just addicted to the pain. I know I sound like a mad woman who is into pain.

My 3rd piece is a rose piercing through the heart. This has 2 meaning, one is because I had to leave Melbourne for good. Second is I have to leave this friend of mine which I was having a crush on. :(

Yesterday was the day where I got myself inked for the 4th time.This is in memory of my cat who passed away when she was only 6 months old. Her name is Tiger. Although she is gone to a better place but she will not be forgotten.

Alvin the tattoo artist did a very good job in this piece. I am so glad that I did it with him. LOVE IT!!! It took 4 hours to do this piece and it is the most painful tattoo that I have done. But its worth the price and pain. Here are some of the pics that I took.

Stencil on

Tattoo begins

Work in progress

Work in progress 2 - Almost there

Shading time

And finally done!

The picture and tattoo

My furry children

So after Tiger left us. We went to adopt another cat. No...it is not to replace Tiger. No cats can replace her. Tiger is one of a kind.

We wanted Bat to have a friend. Bat was sad that Tiger left and he felt lonely. We can see it because we printed out Tiger's picture and framed it up. Bat always look at it and meow. Plus we noticed that he always try to find ways to go out. So me and my hubby went to SPCA to adopt another friend for Bat.

Her name is Goldie. She is very manja. When we were in SPCA, we were looking around and when we reached the cage where she was in. She immediately jumped and ran towards us. Every time we walk away and walk back to the cage, she will come to us. So adorable we couldnt say no. She blended well with Bat.

I think adopting cats is like an addiction. After adopting Goldie, we went to Paws and adopted another cat, Angel. At the same time, I fell in love with this Maine Coon mixed Persian cat which is on sale in the pet store that we always go to. We eventually bought the Maine Coon mixed and name him, Simba.

Let me introduce you to my furry children.

Bat the original

Goldie

Angel (daddy's girl)

Simba

So here are my cute little furry ones. I can honestly say that I don't regret getting them. They are so adorable in their own way. Every morning I will have four cats sitting in front of my door room to greet me. Its such a joy to see.

Of course I will not forget Tiger. Once in a while I will look at her pictures. It makes me miss her so much. So I have decided to get a tattoo of her on me. Tomorrow she will be with me for the rest of my life. Will upload pics once its done.

In Memory of Tiger...You will always be remembered and loved

When I saw my last post, I almost wanted to cry. Princess Tiger....she has left us for a better and more peaceful place. She was hit by a deadly virus known as Feline Immunodeficiency Virus (FIV). Her stomach was bloated. Initially we thought she was pregnant. But after awhile, I felt something is wrong. She was not as active as before, her stomach is getting bigger and she is loosing weight. I mean when you are pregnant you should be eating a lot but she doesn't.

One day I woke up and found her very weak. She could hardly walk and was shivering. My hubby brought her to the vet and we found out that she was hit by the deadly virus. her stomach was bloated with some liquid. The liquid covered her stomach and kidney. Her internal organs were not functioning well. Even if we pump all the liquid out it wont help because she will not be eating.

It is sad. I mean why of all cats must she get it. The vet told us that there is no cure for it and there is no other choice.

We have to let her go.

Tiger, you will always be remembered. The cute, feisty and manja princess which we will love forever. Mommy luv you forever.

In memory of Tiger, I will be doing a piece of her picture on me. Will upload it once it is done.