Friday, February 12, 2016

My little sweet escape...Violet the most adorable pupp!!

Dear Diary,

Here I am again. You see, this might be the thousand times I’ve tried to write something but literally, I have no idea at all of what to write.

I mean…I’m staring at this blank page with my heart pounding to write something but the mind goes…nothing!

This is very frustrating. My heart is speaking like crazy but my mind couldn’t find a way to translate it into real words.

What’s going on, really?

So, I must write something today, doesn’t matter if it sounds like I lost my mind (which I might if I end up writing nothing again).

Okay. Searching… Loading…

(Ten minutes later…)

Okay, let’s talk about one of my puppies.

This is Violet. I know she’s fat, overloaded with my love. J


12 October 2015, we first met and poor little thing, she was very scared when the previous owner pass her to me.

I adopt her from the Zero Society, Miri.

She’s very girly and shy. I remember chasing her under the table or hiding in some corner in the house, but she’s a good girl.

She always behave especially when we have guest coming over and understand every little thing we told her.

As you can see, her hobby is obviously “eat”. I’m a crazy eater, trust me, she’s worst.

Favorite food is cat food or fish. Can related?

Every time I give her the dog food, she goes “naah” or looking at me like “you’re joking, right?”

Oh boy. She’s a cat dog.

Once she’s done eating, her bowl no need to be clean anymore. It’s a “new bowl”. Lol.

Every day I come back from work, even before I open the gate, she’ll lie down…

“Come on. Fast. Rub my tummy.”

That fat tummy need at least a minute rubbing session.

She's one of my sweet escape from this dramatic life ("_). 

Begging for hugssss every time I got back from work! <3

Rub my belly...now!

When I'm about to left to work....she's  "Please dont go..." (-_-)

She's closer to my husband..even thought he always bully her.

Like I say....


Favorite place to sleep..but now the basket has been long gone. Where? Ask her...





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