Was doing dinner with BFF at Chinatown earlier this evening, and a lady and her husband asked if the remaining seats of our table were taken. She had a really adorable doggy in hand, but I couldn't figure out its breed. I couldn't help staring (but wasn't being rude, was trying to determine the breed) and I realised it was just one of those few animals I found special. Ever had this feeling?
I read a book before, can't really recall the title at the moment though. Anyway the female lead was trying to get back with her ex-boyfriend and she managed to find out that her ex still had a doggy and he'd walk him at the same park at a particular time every single day. To hook up with him again, she decided to get a doggy. So one fine day she walked into the local pet shop and she found all the pups fluffy and super cute, just that she had too many choices in hand, it was quite hard for her to find a particular favourite immediately.
She asked the owner if those were all he had.
He replied (not quoting from the book obviously, I read it YEARS back) :" Umm that's about it.. But I do have another puppy in the basement. He's actually much older than the rest of the puppies though. People came and commented he was really cute, but just that he wasn't exactly the cutest of the lot, he didn't get chosen to be brought home. So months on, we decided he was too old to be sold so he's living in the basement."
The female lead reacted so strongly upon his reply cuz she felt the same way. How her ex boyfriends always found her pretty but never the prettiest, smart but never did she manage to outshine the rest, and she was always second to something, if not worse. (sometimes I feel the same way too :<)
So it was love at first sight for her cuz she found him special, she got the pup.
So back to whatever I was saying.. that doggy was special, though I'm sure some wouldn't agree he's adorable. I initiated a conversation with the lady owner and she told me how her previous doggy brought her husband and her together.. It's kinda heartwarming. I know exactly how she feels. She actually adopted the doggy that she was holding while talking to me only recently, after her previous doggy died of old age. So I guess she hopes the new doggy will be just as special to her too.. Which I'm sure will be.
There's a rabbit at the pet shop "House of Chinchillas" at Serangoon North where I got Kuro which neck is 90degrees twisted to the right or left I can't remember. The pet shop owner named it "Wai wai" (twisted in Mandarin). She's born with a defect, but smarter than most rabbits. She reacts when her name is called and she's so friendly to all rabbits, she's put in charge of all the baby rabbits! She doesn't bite or fight with any, she'll just mother them and help the baby rabbits clean themselves up by licking them. So sweet ^^ I found her so special, went back to feed her the next day. Can't wait to go back and sayang her again. She's grey, quite an outstanding colour for a rabbit too.
I just realised my entry doesn't exactly have a point to debate about or prove. I'm just rambling about random stuff that occured over the few weeks/days. Whatever. Can't wait for Mootie to come back from Winterland, AGAIN!
P.S: Oh and I forgot to address my title of this entry too haha.
I don't know why recently I've been seeing, hearing, reading a lot about people who wanna portray themselves as fervent Christians/Buddhists/etc so desperately, but fail to illustrate that in their actions. I mean it's fine you decide to let the world know you're a child of God.. then don't ruin that untainted reputation by doing ironic stuff like sleeping around... Okay?
I'm a child of God too, I'm not perfect. I do have outbursts of anger too, but at least I don't indulge in actions laced with malicious intents and I do try to be a better person hee hee.