Tuesday 24 January 2012

I fall in love (and there were fireworks)

I know what I said. DON'T REMIND ME.

BECAUSE.

If you were invited, as was I, to that lovely apartment where you could meet those dainty paws and delicate legs and beguiling face and expressive eyes and know that adorable and happy disposition, you would fall in love too.


I want a tiny toy fox terrier and I want to live with her forever.

I can only leave the last words to Squirrel. This is humiliating. Get up off the floor. And stop kissing that dog.


PS. There was a view and fireworks over Victoria Harbour, Hong Kong. It is Chinese New Year or something.

2 comments:

Irene said...

That's how dilly I get with my dog so you're not alone. I think it has to do with middle age and hormones, so tell your daughter that.

Irene said...

Silly!