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The story goes that once, there was a very cute little poodle, whose name was Pinky (because she loved everything pink). Pinky the Poodle lived in the spanking clean and hygienic, run on state-of-the-art vet technology Pets ‘R Us, a huge home for cute cute and nice nice little home animals, you know, like dalmations (those huge lovely dogs with spots), golden retrievers (I love these creatures, so loyal and friendly), amazing rag doll kittens (lovely lovely), and cute chubby little hamsters that spend the whole day munching on vacuum-packed sunflower seed mix.
Oh they were ALL VERY VERY CUTE, but the truth is, none could beat Pinky the Poodle, ‘cos she was always trimmed and groomed, and her long silky fur was always tied up in a cute little baby pink ribbon and the way she woofed and turned over on her back was just OH-SO-ADORABLE! She was the darling of Pets ‘R Us, and oh everyone, yes everyone, even the people from outside just couldn’t help but pour their love on to her.
So one findfine day, Pinky the popular Poodle, decided that she would have a holiday, a break from the orderly, orderly life that she led at Pets ‘R Us.
Pinky decided, and so Pinky made a loud announcement, ‘You know! I am going to Taman Negara! They say there are lots of things to see over there, and different species of animals never been seen before. I shall go. And I shall conquer. And I shall return to tell my tale.’
So she went.
Well see, she didnÂ’t go alone of course, she went with her best friend the little chihuahua, Hua Hua, and a few other friendsÂ… but because the star of my story is Pinky, we will keep them in the shadows, ok?
SO Pinky the Poodle arrived at the entrance to the great Taman Negara, and she said to her best friend the cute cute Hua Hua, ‘Oooo we are at Taman Negara! So many things to see!’
And they squealed and all of them who came from Pets ‘R Us strutted into the big big place called Taman Negara… ready, to face, anything.
Or so they thought.
***
The first animal they met along the way was a cute little mousedeer who went by the name of Sang Kancil. Now as we all know, Sang Kancil is a very very smart animal, probably the smartest animal in the whole of Taman Negara. He was also multilingual, and could speak a rojak blend of dialects and languages apart from Jungle Talk at the same time.
Sang Kancil, was astounded to see Pinky the Poodle all wrapped up in pink, and so he asked, ‘Wahai si anjing yang beriben merah muda, where do you come from my dear? Ke mana you nak pigi?’
‘Wa,’ said Pinky in her cute little arfy voice. ‘Wa come from Pets R’ Us. Wa come for holiday.’
Koyak. Like chicken talk to duck. One talk BM campur English, one talk English campur Hokkien. How to match I ask you?
Sang Kancil tried again, ‘Huh? Boleh repeat ke?’
Pinky said, ‘Wa said. Wa ai go holiday. Wa hungry. Wa dunno where to go.’
Sang Kancil said, ‘Huh? Tak faham lah.’
Pinky was exasperated. But instead of using the universal language called ‘English’, Pinky decided to act clever, and go back to her Pets ‘R Us language. ‘Arf arf arf arf!’
That was a wrong move yeah…. cos Sang Kancil, having been in huge wild Taman Negara for the entire part of his life, had never heard the structured syllables that came out from the orderly lifestyle of Pets ‘R Us. He shook his head at at this ‘betina gila’ and walked away.
Pinky and her friends felt SO ANGRY, and the first thing that Pinky thought was, ‘KNNCB! If there were a huge huge pig right here now I will throw at that silly little creature and it will flatten him.’
And lo-and-behold, just as that thought crossed her mind, a huge ass wild boar just so happened to walk near them.
‘Newbies?’ he asked, suave in a way that only wild boars can be suave.
‘Urm yeah!’ Pinky blinked at his English. ‘We’re tourists. We come from Pets ‘R Us.’
‘Oh. That clean clean place in the city ah? I heard they feed you guys healthy food and you guys get to play with a lot of nice things.’
‘Yes yes yes! Pets ‘R Us is nice and clean, The Place For All Animals is our motto… but you are a bit big and fat to fit inside…’
‘Taman Negara is famous for our scenery and the big outdoors. This place is big, so you need people to take you around.’
‘We’re hungry and we want to go somewhere where we can take things home.’
Big fat Wild Boar thought for a while, and then he said, ‘You should go to the TN Falls.’
‘Huh?’
‘The Taman Negara Falls.’
‘Oh is it a nice place?’
‘It’s where there’s great drinks, and wonderful fruit to buy. Things you cannot get at Pets ‘R Us.
‘Oh!’ At the sound of ‘things you cannot get at Pets ‘R Us, Pinky and friends squealed in joy. ‘Can you take us there?’
‘Can no problem.’
And he did, took them they, and they eagerly followed the Big Fat Wild Boar.
***
OK bla bla bla… the trip was tedious, uncomfortable, but they reached there soon enough. TN Falls was a sight to behold, it was something completely alien to the folks from Pets ‘R Us—it was chaotic. There was birds of all colours flying everywhere, monkeys with red asses swinging from tree to tree, behind a pictureresque scene of wonderful splashing water rushing down a very big hill.
Pinky and friends were so excited, they wanted to run to the waters immediately! They forgot to say something though, and Wild Boar wasn’t about to let them go so easily, ‘Oey!’
Pinky turned back, and her friends went to see the new place.
‘Yes?’
‘You forgot something?’
Pinky was silly. She decided to say this, ‘Urm. What?’
‘Shouldn’t you give me something?’
‘Like?’
‘I don’t know. Show your appreciation?’
‘How?’
‘TIU! Your mother never teach you manners ah?’
‘Urm. At Pets ‘R Us, we can do anything we want.’
‘OKAY… well here is not Pets ‘R Us, you must say thank you and give me a kiss.’
Wild Boar said that because he was angry, but you know what? I donÂ’t think he expected Pinky to squench her cute little nose and give him a peck on his ugly face. Happily he strutted away, pleased that his usually failing bullying tricks worked.
OK now where were we. Oh yeah. TN Falls.
***
Now Pinky and friends had travelled very far, and they were very tired, so all they wanted was a slurp to drink. They strutted to the clean lovely stream, and wear about to poke their nuzzles into the water, when suddenly, a huge animal growled.
‘Grrrr… what you doing?’
Oh it was Sang Serigala yang sangat licik, the guy who maintained the cleanliness of the stream (everywhere else it was dirty you see, but the stream that provided the drinking water for the living things in Taman Negara must be kept clean, so that was his job).
‘We want to drink some water,’ said Pinky.
‘You’re tourists.’
‘Yes we are.’
‘Tourists must pay.’
‘KNNCB? What for?’
‘To help us maintain the filters.’
Well that was not true, the waters were naturally clean, but Sang Serigalas memang licik like that one lah… so anyway, Pinky asked again, ‘Like this ah? How much?’
‘All the ribbons on your two fore feet!’
‘Huh? So expensive?’
‘Well, they’re your only possessions that are worthy. I’m not asking for the ones on your two back feet.’
‘In Pets ‘R Us, water is provided FREE OF CHARGE!’
‘This is not Pets ‘R Us, girl, this is Taman Negara. When in Taman Negara, you do as the Taman Negara-ians do.’
She had no choice but to pay for their slurp of water.
It was the dreamiest water they had ever drank of. Of course lah, completely fresh, pure fall from the sky water, very clean only Taman Negara got one… not the recycled type they get at Pets ‘R Us.
Pinky and friends drink drink drink drink so much, until, CB, have to go toilet.
***
Now potty business, was a difficult business in Taman Negara. ItÂ’s the big outdoors, and basically, because of the intense level of diversity in Taman Negara-ians, they do whatever they want at a nice big patch known as the lalang field, where lots of patches were available for animals in Taman Negara to do their big and small businesses.
A small and tight little clearing led the way from the TN Falls area to the lalang field area, and after getting their directions from some passing monkeys, Pinky and friends made their way to do their potty business.
There was a very very long queue of animals lining up in the little laneÂ… and poor Pinky and friends just had to wait. They waited and waited, and everyone found their own patchesÂ… well, Pinky was nice enough to let her friends go first mahÂ…
So she was eager to go but she had to wait, and she was patient, even though the wild smell of poo amidst lalang prickled her sensitive nostrils, she waited.
It was almost her turn.
She waited, and she waited.
Then finally, it was her turn! Yay! Yay!... Pinky was just about to put forth her next foot to her very own dirty patch, when suddenly, a HUGE FAT ELEPHANT appeared before her very eyes, and took over the patch!
Oh dear, oh dear.
Poor little PinkyÂ… she was so shocked, so bullied, so shocked, that sheÂ… sheÂ… sheÂ…
...she peed there and then. On the spot. In front of everybody.
Oh dear, oh dear.
The rest of the trip was quite a disaster, because Pinky couldnÂ’t stop the taunts of the animals that kept ringing in her ears, and well, we canÂ’t quite fault her, right? The poor poor thing.
***
You know, I was about to say ‘The end’, but I’d like to tell you some facts about Pets ‘R Us and Taman Negara.
One is small, one is big.
One is systematic, one is wild.
One is clean, one is so big, itÂ’s clean here and there, dirty here and there.
One is quite predictable, one is so diverse you never know what will turn up next.
One is safer because itÂ’s enclosed and tighter, one is huge and scary at times.
One has citizens, one has MORE citizens.
One is small, one is big.
And both are wonderful wonderful places to live inÂ… really.
Except, really, we all know this already, thereÂ’s no place sweeter than home. Tourists love their homes more than the place they go visit, and nothing beats the warm cushiony comfort of home. NOTHING. Otherwise youÂ’d pack up and go live elsewhere already, like Andy who went to live with his mother because he considered that home.
But oh well, Pinky had to go the extra mile, because well, sheÂ’s Pinky, and everyone is supposed to love Pinky, so Pinky must say something. Anything also can.
So she just decided to say ‘Arf arf arf!’
-This may be long, but try to guess who is the poodle.
Refer to the KL trip entry,
http://www.xiaxue.blogspot.com/
indeed... i've never thought of it that way.... 
