*this is how we are* April 30, 2009
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On the kitchen table,
a bowl laid, in it a swirl of Baskins Robbins.
Nearby a dog named Billy (psst… it’s me lah) with a different swirl
but oblivious she is
reading books by Mother Teresa
wearing a jacket (in this weather?) courtesy from National Geographic.
Later, she sits and gazes at the magazine,
inspecting the bends and the folded lines,
her lips tainted with a spot of ‘Kai Chai Peng’ crumb,
a tongue appears
and the crumb disappears.
Billy gets up from where he lays the swirl
and approaches the lady with the jacket,
and licks her hand that is rubbed with Hypnose.
Then she gets up and walks into her kitchen
reminiscent of Secret Recipe
and rewards charming Billy.
*when are you coming back, pawing?*
*when will i see you again* April 30, 2009
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Pawing...
Pawing,
When will I see you again?
When will we share precious moments?
Will I have to wait forever?
Or will I have to suffer and cry the whole night through?
*woof woof*
Billy
*somewhere out there* April 29, 2009
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Hi! Pawing has been gone for less than a day. I wonder how she is. I’ll leave you with this video clip from ‘An American Tail’.
*forlorn* April 29, 2009
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I'll miss ya, Pawing.
Dear Diary,
Today is the day. Pawing will be going away for a couple of days at least. I don’t want her to go. But she has to. Pawing, I want to tell you this… you can mess up my hair all you want, okay? And Pawing, I’ll try my very the best not to use the after very, okay? Just come back soon. I love ya…
*woof woof*
Billy
*if looks could kill* April 28, 2009
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Don't mess with me.
Dear Diary,
Once I gave Pawing a cold hard stare. Well, she deserved it! Who asked her to mess up my hair?
*woof woof*
Billy
*so very the unkempt… arghh* April 28, 2009
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Messy, isn't it?
Hi! I have something to tell you about Pawing. Hmm… nothing bad. Really. I want to forever remain in her good book lah. You see, she sometimes has this particular urge to mess up my hair. How I detest dislike it. Sorry, Pawing, I’m being very the honest here.
*helppp* April 27, 2009
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Let me out of here.
Hi! As you can see from the picture, I tried to make an escape. Upon knowing where we were heading to, that is. But to no avail. Simple pleasure, my paw! Simple pleasure it was not! It was pure torture! I was taken to the vet! For my jabs!
*when i say nothing at all* April 27, 2009
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I say it best when I say nothing at all.
Dear Diary,
I enjoy going for car rides. The simple pleasure of sitting in something that moves without my having to spend an ounce of my own energy is simpy indescribable. Hence, when Pawing’s sis said we were going for a car ride, I was thrilled beyond words. I should have guessed where we would end up in, but I was mighty thrilled that all else seemed unimportant. The radiant smile on my face says it all.
*woof woof*
Billy
*right here waiting* April 26, 2009
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Wherever you go, whatever you do, I'll be right here waiting for you.
Dear Diary,
Pawing’s sis has been out of town since Friday. How I miss her so! Pawing’s bro, too. There are now fewer (or is it less?) people to pat me on the head, stroke me, play with me… ad nauseam.
*woof woof*
Billy
*oops* April 26, 2009
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Hi! Pawing has spoken! And she didn’t sound very the pleased, did she? Hmm… I’d better think of some ways to make amends, or every privilege accorded to me thus far will be withheld. Then, I’ll be very the sad.
One of the privileges
But then, Pawing is never displeased with me for long. That’s what I love about her. *woof woof woof*
