Dog, hate it like it
The boyfriend’s housemate has been baby-sitting his brother’s dog for the past few days. The RM1200 dog is a handsome one and hyperactive at the other side. Whenever he sees people passing by his cage, he will go *kaing kaing* non-stop in the stand up mode until he sees no one.
He will be letting out from his cage for a few times in a day. Like Digi ad’s song, he will follow you wherever you may go until he sees someone else and follow him because you don’t wanna play with him. Play, that’s all he wants. I think I won’t need any exercise equipment to keep fit if I were to keep play and run with him. But I don’t like it when he stands up there wanting to reach me and lick my leg. The nail seems to be so long. After all, he is a cutie.
But nah, the cutie isn’t cutie anymore because of this. Alright, at least he knows that he has to go bathroom to do ‘business’ (or shit and pee) instead of somewhere else in the house. But the smell is so euuuuuweeeee… I was hoping I had a block nose at that time. The bathroom has an unpleasant smell now, but is better than last night.
Well, cats and dogs are adorable. But I dislike it when it comes to the shit, smell, and the loss fur. As a clean freak, I think I’ll keep on cleaning the house if I have a pet. I’ll go for a soft toy instead of a real pet.
