I'm still planning to get my own place here though. I have been more actively looking for a house for the past week. The reason may be a bit silly, but as those of you who actually read my blog (for God knows what reason) would know, there's this dog outside my office that I've gotten really attached to. Initially, I was hoping to get someone to adopt him, which is why I posted this little video on Youtube in June.
Then I started feeding him, along with my boss, who is an animal lover who puts me to shame (he is vegetarian just because he doesn't want animals to get killed for his food). My boss also named him Lucky, which is a name I don't like coz' it sounds like the type of name a Chinaman with very poor English would name his dog (and each time would call him as "Ah LAK-KY-aaaah!"). So I call the dog by a different name, Friendster. And I think he's gotten pretty attached to me too. This dog is really quiet. I had NEVER heard him bark, until after I got back from a week long trip to Cambodia. The first time I saw him after that, he came bounding towards me and was yelping with joy at seeing me, and tried to climb all over me like he usually does, except with more excitement than usual. My heart was totally stolen from that point on, I think.
The second time that showed he had gotten attached to me was when two dogs around the area came near my office while I was feeding him. These dogs were not as friendly as him, and even seemed a little aggressive. So while I like dogs, I didn't want to feed them as this would encourage them to hang out next time for food. And I'm sure my Muslim colleagues would not appreciate having so many dogs hanging around outside our office. So I tried to shoo them away. Before I did that, Friendster was hesitant of what to do with these other dogs, and I thought he was too friendly to try and take them on. I was quite surprised after I tried to shoo them away, he took that as a cue to go after them, and he was just chasing and barking after them. One of him, against two of them! And those guys were baring their teeth like they weren't going to go away without a fight, so I was a bit worried for my doggy friend. Luckily they were more afraid of me than him, so I managed to shoo them away... while Friendster helped along and probably thought he was doing a fine job of getting rid of those other ragamuffin mutts. That episode showed that he was trying to protect me, and that means he consider me as his 'top dog'. And I was impressed... the quiet friendly fellow had some guts in him after all!
I didn't realize just how attached I'd gotten to him until sometime last week, when another colleague came up to me and said that the boss was looking for someone to adopt the dog, and promoting him through the German embassy (German boss, for your info). And at that moment, I thought I was almost going to have a nervous breakdown at the thought of not being able to see and play with him anymore. I immediately told that colleague and my boss to stop trying to find someone else coz' I wanted him and I was trying to look for a suitable place. My boss was quite happy to hear it, since he would then be able to visit him anytime.
So coz' of that I'm really making the effort to find a place now. And I'm more likely going to buy then rent, coz' I wanna have control over my house to do whatever I like. Which means I can own a dog without any annoying landlord bothering me about it. It may sound like a pretty dumb reason to look for a place (of course, there are other reasons, like I just don't want to stay with my parents forever for the sake of my sanity), but you know how some people consider their pets like their kids. Well, this dog is like a kid to me. I wasn't quite sure how I would manage taking care of a dog by myself, especially when I have to travel. But I do have some ideas, like I know a church uncle who does a daily maid cleaning business, and I might be able to get him to come by when I'm traveling so one of his maids can feed my dogs and clean the poop. Or I could get a trustworthy neighbor to do it. Or the best idea is to rent out of the rooms of my house to a person who doesn't mind helping to take care of my dog while I'm away. Easier said than done? I hope not!
Initially I thought a condo or apartment with a big area might be ok for one medium sized dog. But not I think I will definitely get a landed place. Coz' I've also pretty much decided that I need another dog to keep Friendster company when I'm out. And I think I found that perfect companion in the form of ANOTHER stray near my office, who looks like this (try to ignore the freaky green eyes due to reflection of my camera flash. I assure you, the dog is not an alien).
It was funny at first coz' the black dog was trying so hard to get close to me and be friendly, but Friendster got into his protective mood again and tried to chase him away (in a non-aggressive manner, but more as though he was warning the other dog not to touch me). It was only after I told him no, and held him back, then he figured I'm ok with this dog, and so they started playing with each other instead. I fed them both, which made them really happy. Had a little homemade tug-a-toy which I used to play with both of them (imagine one dog grabbing each end and trying to yank it from each other. Super funny!).
In the end, when I wanted to go home and I was sitting in the my car with the door open, the black dog came and jumped up, putting his paws on my lap. And Friendster, not wanting to be left out, did the same thing. So I had two dogs with their paws on my lap, demanding attention and probably trying to get me to stay and play some more. Heart melted again.
So yes, when I get my own place, these two boys are going to be MINE. >:)
♥ BFFs forever! ♥
1 comment:
they look much friendlier than sassy!
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