But anyway, the story was Woody (the dog, a Miniature Snaucher) used to stay in Hong Kong, according to kawan saya, so they really don't get much space to move around. When we picked him up from the Animal Reception Center and as the lady let him out of his cage, he jumped like crazy, all excited and sniffing everything in sight. And when we brought him out, he went completely amok, needing us all our energy to pull him back from getting runned over by cars.
Today left house at 1200, walked to train station, walk back from train station (forgot take wallet *facepalm*), walk to train station again, take tube, meet friend, take tube to airport, meet receptionist, take bus, meet dog, carry cage, take bus back, take tube, take train, change train, take train, walk dog, walk dog, walk dog, talk to dog, take train, change train, take train, change tube, walk home and reached at 2000.
TIRED LIKE SHIT LA!
But worth it, know new friend today! (kyaaa! \ q o∀o p /)
On another note, my landlord sold the kittens away last week, as the cost of maintaining them had been quite unaffordable. Mimi, their mum, has been looking for them for a couple of days now, peeking underneath the sofa at times and searching underneath the shelves that they used to hide in. At times, she would "meow" for them, but the only reply she'd get is total silence.
Sometimes, she would just sit there, meowing in low, sad tone.
I guess humans and animals aren't that different after all.
