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A kueh lapis tin and 2 bottles

April 5th 2015 4:17 am
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After Chinese New Year, we found ourselves with a nice kueh lapis tin. They decided maybe I should keep my money in that tin. In case of fire, the tin would probably last longer. As you may know, my money is kept in my shoebox, along with other precious things, like stickers and my old bottle.

So today Ah bee set about moving my money. She opened my shoebox and there it was, my old bottle. I went for it immediately and I kept it with my ball. I haven't had a bottle in weeks; they kept my current bottle after my back problem started coz they didn't want me playing with it. Fomfomfom and Ah bee felt so bad seeing how happy I was with my old bottle they gave me the current one too.

Now I have two and I don't know what to do with them. But 2 bottles is better than none.

Happiness.

 

Seeing things

April 4th 2015 9:24 am
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I was licking my paws just now and ah bee just kept staring at me. After a long time, she declared my paws look just like whole heads of roasted garlic.

I think maybe she was hungry.

 

A dream

April 3rd 2015 7:23 am
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Lately, fomfomfom keeps saying she'll be sharing a dream with me after she bids me goodnight. Ah bee and Cha rush to cover my ears and assure me it'll be ok, none of that nonsense.

Fomfomfom is grosses.

 

Respite

April 2nd 2015 9:02 am
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They decided to expand my confinement area today and I was reunited with my ball and Lexus mat. It has been a long time. I couldnt find my slipper though. I was so happy I went around inspecting and making sure that my things are still there. I was also happy to lie everywhere, changing position ever so often. Then fomfomfom couldn't take my walking anymore and she put the pen back where it had been these few weeks.

It was fun while it lasted.

 

Time to be a shih tzu

April 2nd 2015 8:57 am
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It's April's Fool day. Ok, whatever.

They all say my hair is getting long. And my legs might not be strong enough for me to get a haircut. So they are discussing tying my hair up like a shih tzu when it gets too long. A pink ribbon, they suggested.

Never.

 

Demands

March 31st 2015 9:05 am
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They complained that I've been very demanding lately. I cannot be left alone in the room and would bark until someone comes and keeps me company. Also I'll sit on fomfomfom's papers so she can't read them and will have to give me a belly rub.

You think you can bedrest me without consequences?

 

Cheep cheep

March 30th 2015 6:04 am
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Ah bee thought she has to pay to get plants vs zombies so she only plays it on fomfomfom's phone. Now she realises it's free so she's on it soonest firstly.

Cheapskate.

 

Farewell

March 29th 2015 8:00 am
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Goodbye Mr Lee.

 

Twice

March 28th 2015 7:18 am
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All ah bee and fomfomfom did today was go to the tribute site and then come back and play plant vs zombies. I don't know if that's a cure for grief, but I'm feeling very neglected. Never mind, it's ok. It's a sad and special week.

At least I get to go down twice a day now. They were wondering how it came to be established, but I told them two sparrows make a spring and after they brought me down in the evening twice, it became a rule.

I'm so clever.

 

Can't let go

March 27th 2015 7:35 am
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So it was ah bee's turn to go pay her respects today. Yesterday cha only had to queue for 40 minutes but ah bee was there for nearly 6 hours before she got in today. It's nothing; my mamas would have stood in line for a week if that's what it took.

It's heartbreaking, seeing all the old people who can hardly walk, kneeling and prostrating in front of the coffin. They know what life was like before Mr Lee.

We are so lucky to have had him.

 
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