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Ripe for plucking

December 14th 2006 9:11 am
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Today we went to the clinic for ear washing by robert. EWBR wasn't nice. I was muzzled and he cleaned my ears and we even had to pay for it. I was shakin'. There it was, on the bill, it said EWBR, $10.50.

Then it rained and I wasn't happy with that. I was just tellin' cha that there's nothing certain in life except for death and taxes and rain. Do you know that the mortality rate for man is 100% so far? It is not an inspiring statistic at all. I don't know about that for dogs, but it can't be worse. Ah gong was talking about living to 150 years old at dinnertime. Fomfomfom was sniggering and she whispered to me she's going to congratulate ah gong and put him into the zoo when he reaches 150. I nodded vigorously and showed her my bottom set of teeth.

In ah ma's room, I was so good that I sat on the floor and waited for ah ma to pat the sofa seat before jumping up. Then ah gong came in and patted me and I rested my head on ah ma's thigh. Ah ma was so pleased I could only see her teeth and not her eyes.

At night my water bowl was empty. Fomfomfom was so apologetic she promised to be my slave for life.


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