i guess sometimes thing takes some getting-used-to in order for “familiarization” to settle in. 22 days passed. no, i din purposely count d date. i am js a “date” person. unluckily.

22 days & u’d stil sit up strait wen u hear barking, only to remind urself – “no, its not her.”

22 days & u’d still browse at her pixes, wishing so so so damn much u cud grab tat two lil front legs n make her stand on the other two, and then wile she’s lazily staring, u just blow air to her face to annoy her. making her sneeze, sometimes. haha.

22 days & u’d stil wonder to urself at times – she’s 8 & a half mer? not 7 yrs old mer? lol.

22 days & u’d still get tis weird feeling evy nite wen ur reaching home to see d gate wide open. coz wen she’s arnd, the gate is always closed so tat she wont run out n “harm” other dogs / people. hahaha. she is one fierce lil creature, i tell u.

22 days & u wud still hav the urge to push out d dining chair for her to jump up, wenever ur having meals at home – coz tats wad she owes did – wana makan wadever we’re makan-ing. even kolo mee. haha. tats wen u conveniently forget tat she’s no longer here.

22 days & u’d still wish tat u cud hav more time with her.

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