From:  shan lung <shanlung9@y...>
Date:  Fri Sep 24, 2004  1:11 pm
Subject:  Tinkerbell - Tsaoling and 2 bottles of Drambuie

Hi folks,

You recalled in my Tsaoling revisited
that I was wined and dined by my true birdwhisperer
friend there for my puny gift of a clicker. I told
myself there and then I need to get back with a bottle
of Drambuie.

Then I thought how could I open a bottle meant for him
to drink with him? That will be rather mean of me. So
I thought I should bring him two bottles, one for him
and the other we drink.

So it was on July 24 that we went there again. I
reassured my wife and swore an oath that never again
will I try to take short-cuts. With that promise, we
went on our bike with Tinkerbell. I was also curious
to see how the damage was like after that incredible
wild deluge of 7-2 when 2700mm of rain fell.

I also knew of petrol station that I had to backtrack
a few km to enroute to top up my bike to lessen
paranoia of empty gas tank.

We got there much quicker this time. Took some photos
of the town in better light this time. Checking in to
the hotel, I gave him a call to meet him later in the
evening. Then we decided to ride to that plain below.

You recall the road that lead to the track to the hut?
The road existence ended beyond a certain point. That
track and hut existed only in memories now.

Did a bit of recall to give Tink some exercise.

Then in the evening, we were back at Mr Lin's house to
meet them and his son this time. I was surprised to
see he had two scimitar babbler this time flying
about. He told me about 3 months ago, he had another
two rescue and there were three until one fell to a
neighbourhood cat. I stopped being flabbergasted any
more. I know I was good with creatures bright and
beautiful, but against Lin, my good just wasnt good
enough. You folks may be awed by my taking Tinkerbell
about with me and letting her fly about. But I need
the harness to feel secure enough. Lin, my
birdwhisperer friend, can get wild birds eating from
his hands, doing their poop outside before flying back
in to play with him and of level way way above me.

I dare not take of clicker training or any other
training with him to save further embarrasement on my
part. We focused our attention on a bottle of
Drambuie and left them very late and regretful the
hours passed so fast.

There was this massive earthquake a few years ago
which brought down side of a mountain in Tsaoling
forming a lake. That became a tourist spot.

The next morning we rode there to find the lake
disappeared. That massive deluge cut a channel
through that earlier landslide, like pulling the plug
in a bathtub.

With warmest regards

Shanlung - lackey to all below
Joy - wife, Tinkerbell - CAG & surrogate daughter

Halftail the Bimbo - beautiful sweet silly cat
Zorro - ferret which loves parrot pellets
Bim and Zor are with other loving families now
I will remember them for the happy times they gave me

earlier emails and photo links on Tink -
(erratically and sporadically updated)