With regard to the admittedly quite-emotional letter I sent to SPCA, a lady gave me a call this evening. She was in the 'bloody' area and sat there for a few hours observing the people in that area, anticipating another animal slaughtering. Unfortunately, there was none so she proceeded to the people around for interviews. She called me up to inquire whether I can recognize the man whom I saw killed the poor cat, possibly a picture of him perhaps, and where he lives. Haiyark. He was holding a big knife where got time to ask him pose for a portrait wan. What more to follow him up into the shophouses just so I could see his house number.
Nonetheless it's a relief to know that anyone who performs such violent act can be arrested. SPCA is just a call away.
Aaanyway, here are a few pics of my elder brother's wedding.