Knowing how sensitive I am to caffeine, perhaps it wasn't the wisest thing to have my "kumquat lemon tea with aloe with 30% sugar and 80% less ice" at 10pm. Even if Chatime's just opened in my part of the world and even if I'm leaving for a town where there will be hardly any Asian food, except what I can prepare myself.
It's 4am now and I'm feeling rather proud of myself for spending my time so efficiently. So far I've tidied my room and packed (not done yet though) and I've prepared the batter for apam balik, this crispy pancake with peanut filling. I was whisking away at 3am in the bathroom, hoping that I won't wake any of my family members up. And thanks to my ninja whisking skills, I didn't :P bahahaha.
Now, it's 4am and I've finally decided to try and sleep.. and my thoughts are wandering. I move this Sunday. Although I feel like I've found a really great flat with really nice flatmates, I'm not allowed to bring my dog. Parents and sister can't take care of him anymore for complicated reasons.
It's a long story, but this means we have to send him back to my hometown and have my aunty take care of him - by sending him "home" I mean putting him on a 12-hour plane ride, and he is never coming back to my part of the world. At the end of the day, he is my parent's dog and they get to call the shots on where he ends up. I just feel really really sad. I just taught him how to dance recently where he'll stand on his hind legs and do a twirl. Still needs perfecting, but he's getting there. I haven't been able to bring him for a walk the past 3 weeks because I just didn't want to think about how much I would miss walking him. Sigh. Just the thought of it rips my heart apart - that's how it feels like now anyway. It's strange how God allows us to form such deep bonds of affection with these fluffy four-legged creatures, and how they (especially dogs imo :P) show us affection in return.
Sending him back to my hometown, however, would mean he is likely to be a lot happier because he'll have someone to keep him company most of the day. This will be contingent on Tintin's vet giving him medical clearance declaring that he is fit to fly. And shouldn't we want the best for those we love? It's selfish of me to want to keep him near especially when I can't give him the love and care he needs. I will just pray and cast these cares and sorrows unto my Papa in heaven who loves me and gave His son to die for me.
I will bring Tintin for a walk tomorrow. :)
It's 4am now and I'm feeling rather proud of myself for spending my time so efficiently. So far I've tidied my room and packed (not done yet though) and I've prepared the batter for apam balik, this crispy pancake with peanut filling. I was whisking away at 3am in the bathroom, hoping that I won't wake any of my family members up. And thanks to my ninja whisking skills, I didn't :P bahahaha.
Now, it's 4am and I've finally decided to try and sleep.. and my thoughts are wandering. I move this Sunday. Although I feel like I've found a really great flat with really nice flatmates, I'm not allowed to bring my dog. Parents and sister can't take care of him anymore for complicated reasons.
It's a long story, but this means we have to send him back to my hometown and have my aunty take care of him - by sending him "home" I mean putting him on a 12-hour plane ride, and he is never coming back to my part of the world. At the end of the day, he is my parent's dog and they get to call the shots on where he ends up. I just feel really really sad. I just taught him how to dance recently where he'll stand on his hind legs and do a twirl. Still needs perfecting, but he's getting there. I haven't been able to bring him for a walk the past 3 weeks because I just didn't want to think about how much I would miss walking him. Sigh. Just the thought of it rips my heart apart - that's how it feels like now anyway. It's strange how God allows us to form such deep bonds of affection with these fluffy four-legged creatures, and how they (especially dogs imo :P) show us affection in return.
Sending him back to my hometown, however, would mean he is likely to be a lot happier because he'll have someone to keep him company most of the day. This will be contingent on Tintin's vet giving him medical clearance declaring that he is fit to fly. And shouldn't we want the best for those we love? It's selfish of me to want to keep him near especially when I can't give him the love and care he needs. I will just pray and cast these cares and sorrows unto my Papa in heaven who loves me and gave His son to die for me.
I will bring Tintin for a walk tomorrow. :)
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