tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67842416205140404512024-11-01T03:36:20.265-07:00Memeng the catThis is one of our mangrove resident, "Meming" he is a male cat that seldoms catch a rat. He is very attached to us, that whenever we dine, he place himself under the table and keeps on waiting until we are finished eating.chingesicthebloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02543255674746391897noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6784241620514040451.post-12185822009712871142011-01-23T16:05:00.000-08:002011-01-23T16:05:50.076-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyw5sOW5oVIRWkaBGQLNpHsgPNxjkA-Vt1Sgjb7LYrgqe4XZNsU3ZbiqqVP7uBuV8R7UDbHucGwNw0PDhc1gn6KbHD6O7p-lZOGmBtiXvf8KqxVzsVV2QaaQydU_vF8IqLFEoAQ87QsVk/s1600/DSCN1698.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyw5sOW5oVIRWkaBGQLNpHsgPNxjkA-Vt1Sgjb7LYrgqe4XZNsU3ZbiqqVP7uBuV8R7UDbHucGwNw0PDhc1gn6KbHD6O7p-lZOGmBtiXvf8KqxVzsVV2QaaQydU_vF8IqLFEoAQ87QsVk/s320/DSCN1698.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
These are the friends of Memeng, they wake up us in the morning crows.</div>chingesicthebloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02543255674746391897noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6784241620514040451.post-70325591780935652742011-01-23T15:57:00.000-08:002011-01-23T15:57:38.168-08:00This is Yoyo, the night shift guard<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK3YELIaH_9wmylZwYR_77SZWt01cQRUrpMK6zwkGKt0c_ybIj6DYgfT8RKieKGkb817l1QPDWXwGz7U8Q0fCc3ig-Yg8nHQagn2sxRry0hIH69-_S-SBfqVKNR2oASJL3lmWn47C_s04/s1600/DSCN1687.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK3YELIaH_9wmylZwYR_77SZWt01cQRUrpMK6zwkGKt0c_ybIj6DYgfT8RKieKGkb817l1QPDWXwGz7U8Q0fCc3ig-Yg8nHQagn2sxRry0hIH69-_S-SBfqVKNR2oASJL3lmWn47C_s04/s320/DSCN1687.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
Yoyo is the guard of the Mangrove Resident. He is still young but brave and keep on barking to intruders.<br />
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God created Memeng for His purpose. So Memeng has no problem at all. He is very relaxed. His only problem is when night is coming because he will go to my neighborhood to look for his lover.</div>chingesicthebloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02543255674746391897noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6784241620514040451.post-38064984907397136192010-12-02T03:45:00.000-08:002010-12-02T03:45:16.211-08:00A flower in a bottle<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWHIHEJRt1roU8jPoDGo3EEvHU0EZY_xAmF0PPzZWijIbYwTGR20GloXvWQ0jGA59cxf90WLOGEOknU6zbbpWriLF4eNY1hOycY-GkZqXpZw8yc3pDaPVkBagFXxQ6qZ7NVqwytCwbbyk/s1600/Flower+in+a+bottle.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWHIHEJRt1roU8jPoDGo3EEvHU0EZY_xAmF0PPzZWijIbYwTGR20GloXvWQ0jGA59cxf90WLOGEOknU6zbbpWriLF4eNY1hOycY-GkZqXpZw8yc3pDaPVkBagFXxQ6qZ7NVqwytCwbbyk/s320/Flower+in+a+bottle.png" width="298" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial", "sans-serif"; font-size: 20pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">How is life would be if others are out of this world and you are all alone? Can you be like an island in the deepest sea? Would you like to live like a beautiful flower without bees and buterflies? What will happen to us if a situation like this will occur to us?</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><rect id="_x0000_s1027" o:allowincell="f" strokecolor="#002060" strokeweight="2.25pt" style="height: 210pt; left: 0px; margin-left: 402.6pt; margin-top: 29.3pt; position: absolute; text-align: left; width: 136.2pt; z-index: 251659264;" wrapcoords="-103 -67 -103 21600 21703 21600 21703 -67 -103 -67"><imagedata o:title="" src="file:///C:\Users\Ching\AppData\Local\Temp\msohtmlclip1\01\clip_image001.jpg"></imagedata><wrap type="tight"></wrap></rect><rect id="_x0000_s1026" o:allowincell="f" strokecolor="#002060" strokeweight="2.25pt" style="height: 210pt; left: 0px; margin-left: 402.6pt; margin-top: 29.3pt; position: absolute; text-align: left; width: 136.2pt; z-index: 251658240;" wrapcoords="-103 -67 -103 21600 21703 21600 21703 -67 -103 -67"><imagedata o:title="" src="file:///C:\Users\Ching\AppData\Local\Temp\msohtmlclip1\01\clip_image001.jpg"></imagedata><wrap type="tight"></wrap></rect><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial", "sans-serif"; font-size: 20pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">A lonely flower is in a bottle, without leaves and visitors or admirers. For your eyes only. What is beauty if you are all alone? You will be like a ship without a passenger. Standing alone is the hardest thing in life. However, sometimes in our life we tend to stand all alone in times of crises. It is a time that you will realize that man is a very different creature that God has created. He is so complex that at times cannot be understood. When in times of need he is nowhere to find.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><u><span style="color: blue; font-size: 11pt;"><a href="http://chingesictheblogger.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: blue;">http://chingesictheblogger.blogspot.com/</span></a></span></u></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"><br />
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