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Tuesday, April 14, 2009 x 3:04 PM
behold almond:
ratna's mum was extremely kind and gave me milk, baby food for him, old cloths and even a big green basket.
but....... to my absolute horror...... i found..... TICKS. loads and loads of them. tiny specks and black dots of them. and also some bigger ones with their shameless visible legs sticking themselves to my poor baby.
i bathed her (horrible experience) and saw EVEN MORE of those nasty fugly alive beings. there was even this absolutely humongous one. another one dared to crawl across his face right in front of my very own eyes. me!!!! that bloody tick!!! it was asking for death!!!!!!!!!!! so death i gave it. HAHA.
fuck those home remedies. I WANT A FLEA SPRAY!!! FLEA DIP!!! FLEA POWDER!!!!!!!! you know that flea comb i bought? behhh!!! hardly worked. i thought it's supposed to pick out flea eggs or something. it couldn't even pick up that very visible black tick. just passed by it. so next time you guys wanna buy a flea comb, get the one with the least space between the.... the.... the....... long thin combing thingies.
well well keeping a dog is lots of hard work. since this guy's still extremely young, i'm keeping him by my side everytime unless my brother's watching over him or i've got him locked up in the toilet.
almond has the perfect personality. quite hyper, but when you hold him, he becomes quiet, or even sleeps. he sleeps like a whole damn lot lah. i took him out to play on the grass. and lo and behold, he slept.
my god isn't his fur just WONDERFUL
i didn't have the heart to wake him up, so i went in first. 'cuz there were all sorts of flying, crawling, hopping bugs biting me. ugh.
i found a basket in my little brother's room (a much smaller one than the one ratna's mum gave and it's perfect for his size). my mum handed me my dad's old, holey and yellowing clothes (the ones she hid so my dad won't wear them anymore), cut up. and poof a bed. so glad i didn't buy a dog bed.
oh. and guess what he's doing now?
yep. sleeping in it.
now go click that pale coral red (or whatever colour it is) post-it sticker on your right and babble squabble on how cute and adorable he is. don't worry, i fully agree with you.
my god isn't his fur just WONDERFUL
