Few steps away from the apartment I am staying, I found myself caressing four lovely puppies that my landlady owned. It was very UNME. I don’t play with puppies. ( I mean puppies that my family owns.) It’s because I am a bit apprehensive of rabies. I guess my colleague, Nomar, has put much influence on me. He lives few doors away from me. Every time he comes home, he would take time to say hello and play with those puppies. Maybe they recognize me as Nomar’s friend so they would also wiggle their tails upon seeing me approach the apartment. So nice of them! This afternoon, one puppy ran to meet me. He was so happy to see me. With my violin and bag on both my arms, I bent and played with him. I touched him. I played with him. I guess he liked everything I did. Then two more puppies came upon hearing my “cho-cho”. I had a great time with them.
Anyways, what is washing hands after cuddling them? Right?
Posted on April 30th, 2008