
I remember when Mom first learnt about my break up with Ben, she starts to loosen abit about the rules to allow Mickey into my bedroom. I remember I felt less sad that night, when she was in the room. Looking at her sleeping soundly into abyss, was such a calming scene. 29 days down the road, now she’s almost a resident to my house.
Well, I guess it is true, when people say when you loose something, you gain another.
To encourage her good behavior, every morning, I will potty train her in the garden. We make sure she poo poo only in the sandy and not thr grassy or garage area. To our surprise, Ghalit, the other dog also followed Mickey good behavior. It is a good sign.
Besides, the fact that I sometimes have to wake up earlier to bring her to poo, I have to wake up extra earlier too. I start to understand her little behavior such ad when it is “I am bored, so I come to disturb you”, “I need to pee” and “I fucking need to pee!!”




