Adventures of Patchy The Dog

This dog here gave me the workout of my life. what a bitch! (pun intended hee!) if you want cheap cardio and toning exercise, i suggest you get yourself a dog... a big one.

as it happens i was reversing my car from the porch, kinda in a hurry to get to Bangsar. usually patchy would have a quick jog around our street, and run back into the house again when i called for her. however this time, she ran all the way to the next street without a warning. eeek!! immediately i locked my car and chased after her, in 2-inch heels and everything.

the more i called out to her, the further she ran away. she thinks its a game or something because i swear there's a smirk on her furry face. finally at 3 blocks from home, i grabbed her and attempted to carry her home. all i can say is patchy's no chihuahua. i mean after all the bacon and cheese sticks that i fed her, my arms were shaking when we made it past 2 blocks of houses. so i put her down for a second to give my arms a break, and off she ran again.

DAMMIT PATCHIEEEE!!!

a few passerby seemed amused by this slightly demented woman with her (newly-dyed) hair in disarray and white fur all over her top swearing by the road side.

i marched back home and told my sister to take care of the Big Bad Dog because i sure can't walk anymore. she obligingly went out with a leash and returned with patchy less than a minute later. gee, that seems kinda too easy.

but still, no more bacon and cheese sticks for patchy! hmmphf!