It was after work, and i was on my way home from the mrt station. From a distance, I noticed the golden retriever and its owner. The sun was almost down, and the evening breeze gently caressed my skin. It was almost a perfect night.
As I approached the duo, I gave the lady a little smile and I looked down to the golden. It was propped on its hind legs, butt barely touching the ground, going round in circles. It was in the middle of finding the perfect spot.
The evening rays and light from the street lamps threw the ground into pockets of light and shadow. And then the golden did the most amusing thing. Still hunched on its hind legs, the golden started inching its way, away from the light into the shadow. There, it found its perfect spot, away from the prying eyes. I tried so hard to stifle my chuckle of amusement.
Smart creatures aren't they!
Bobby, our golden, has his own favourite spots for his private business too. It used to be behind the christmas tree in my garden, where the long branches could hide him away from the public. That was until it got unceremoniously chopped off. With that gone, Bobby now does his business all over the shop. Naughty Bobby!
Bobby
1 comment:
Don't be misled by Bobby's innocent look. He's a pain in the neck. Peeing all over the place. so ill-disciplined!
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