10-Day Blog Challenge: Day 9

I just realized that I’m delayed by 2 days. Why? Because my laptop’s clock is set to Pacific Time. My shift truly confuses me at times.

Day NINE!!!! Two smileys that describe your life right now.

My life right now is FULL OF LICKS. And I’m not even kidding. We are currently pug-sitting Kelly. She’s a fawn pug.

She follows me everywhere and licks me non stop. If I hide under the sheets, she will force her way. Even while I’m working, I’m getting licks on my leg.

It’s actually pretty sweet (and sticky). Seems like she lacks affection and my family and I are here to give her just that.

Aside from humans, she now has four-legged playmates to keep her company 24/7. Don’t include the cat yet. He’s still unsure about Kelly.

Here’s a picture of Kelly doing what she does best–licking me and being pretty. Please excuse my leg and the camera flash.

Must. Lick. Human.
I’m a happy baby!








Yup. Because I am hungry–every single time. slurp!


My Dearest Kitkat

I miss you. It has nearly been 5 years since you went to the rainbow bridge but I still miss you a lot. I miss you everyday. There’s a hole in my heart that will never heal until we’re together again. I am so sorry that I wasn’t with you during your final days. I don’t regret much in my life, but not being with you during your final days is a regret that I live with every day.

You gave me 9 years of happiness. I wish it was more. Would it be too selfish to ask God that He give dogs a longer life span? But you know, even if it were 15 years, I’d miss you just the same… The pain of losing you is something that I can’t really explain. You were with me through my ups and downs. You ate a gallon of ice cream with me and we both ended up with coughs.

Bela still remembers you… Though you died when she was still 1 year old, she remembers you till now. We got a black pug and we named her Soy Sauce. Though pugs look the same, she doesn’t look like you… She’s not your replacement in any way. No other dog can replace you.

My dearest Kitkat… You snored a lot and sometimes, I’d wake up because of your snores. I wouldn’t mind waking up to your snores again. My dearest Kitkat… Why is it so hard not to cry when I think of you?

I wish I could just snuggle with you one last time… I wish I could just hold you in my arms while you sleep (and wake up with your butt on my face)…

I miss you. I love you. I will continue missing you until I see you again…