Sunday, August 12, 2007
Rascal
At Pussy Thadd's house for tuition. His mum asked excitedly whether I want to rear another dog. A Jack Russell. Wow. Ever since I watched the movie The Mask, I desire to own a Jack Russell from the bottom of my heart. Pussy Thadd's cousin Wailing said that her mum wanted Rascal out of her house by today. Jack Russells are hunters of the wild. A hyperactive lot. She cannot stand its high enthusiasm and activeness. I picked up Rascal at Changi. An adorable little puppy. It hugged my leg and looked at me with its soulful eyes. Love at first sight. Then it bit my leg. Real hard. I realised it has teeth. Sharp teeth. There is another problem. She hopes that I can return Rascal to her after six months once she finds a place to stay. I understand that love is not about ownership. We agreed to give Rascal six months time to adjust to its new home before we decide what to do next. As I drove away from Wailing's house, Rascal kept on looking out of the same car window where its previous owner disappeared. What a faithful dog! By the time we reached home, it seemed to have forgotten about its previous owner. What a forgetful dog!
Posted by Benjamin at 1:13 AM