She was about 2months old... A cute cuddly and pretty dog she was. Would have grown up looking really dashing as a mongrel. Like her mother.
I miss her...
I miss the way she would scurry to me when i brought her some tit-bits ie: tiger biscuits and goodlife milk...
I miss the way she sniffled my toes and rounded my feet aimlessly when i stood still.
and I miss the way she *cabut* when i tried to scare her...
I miss those moments when I came down and hang around her and her siblings after long hours of head racking studying hours.
Now, only the memories of her and her siblings are left.
She was knocked down by a car... Still a baby, an innocent one. She wasn't aware of the danger of moving vehicle. *cries...* It must have been really an agony.
Peanut, a brown one which looks like the mother and Donut, a darker male were both kidnapped few days before the appalling incident happened...
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