
Now, meet my dog, Lucky. He’s a tamed dog; that’s what I thought.
Anyway, since I’m going back to Perlis after these two months of holiday. I guess it’s good for me to at least bid farewell to everyone in my family, including Lucky of course.
So I bid farewell to each of my family member and last but not least my dog: “Hey boy, guess you won’t see me around for quite a long time”; as if he understand me. As I was going to hug him for the last time before I’m off to Perlis…
AUUM!!!
Geez Lucky! Thank you for your surprise farewell present; a sudden bite on my right hand. You really sink your teeth so deep that I actually scream like a girl. Thank you.
Frankly speaking, even though I get bitten by my dog, but I still love him; that's what I thought.
“Anyone want a hotdog? I’m cooking my dog later.”
2 comments:
my dog died already on 3 year before....dont want write about dog la..(sad)
oh..sorry
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