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Today I ran away from home once the gate was opened at 4sth pm.
Brotha & his gf, my beloved Gal, found me but I only wagged my short tail at them and then I ran the opposite direction. Twice. Thrice. Sista didn’t have such luck in finding me.
I was so tired walking, running with other stray dogs, digging garbage for food.
By 9sth pm, Sista had tried to find me 3 times already. When Brotha, GF & Sista combined brain and brawn power, they managed to find me again.
Finally, Sista came to me slowly, casually and she walked from my back to my front.
I got confused. Maybe I was just too tired.
She came over to pet me and I just stopped. She held onto my collar and ran with me towards the car.
Sista, Brotha, Gf & even Matha were very happy they found me home again.
This morning I was woken up by grandmother shrieking, “Dog!!! DOG!!”
I woke up to see that she was standing still at the gate but her mouth was still shouting. Ugh. No use shouting so much if it doesn’t work, ok?
Doggie had runaway to the other side of the block.
I grabbed my spec and tore a small piece of bread as lure.
I found her sniffing the ground. When she saw me, she came over wagging her tail. I let her smell the bread and she came closer then suddenly dashed off to chase 2 dogs in the neighbourhood. 1 of the dogs were in pure white – those wolf dog which was quite obedient following its master. Of course, it was lead by a chain. Still. My dog strain on the leash when I take her for a walk. I’m not fierce enuf. *growl* >_<
The other dog must be the puppy which had grown bigger. It had skin disease all over its body. When it was a puppy 2 weeks ago, or maybe not, its butt was in gray colour. Maybe I had mistaken the identity…
Those dogs must be males. 1 of them – that dog with skin disease eagerly came over to my dog. I shouted and stomped my foot, swiping my hand widely to prevent that dog from coming over.
@ night, Don’t take my picture hmph!
The dogs left and my dog followed after them leisurely, sniffing lamp post, rubbish bins, road..
The bread didn’t work.
I shouted to mom, “Get me the leash!”
“Faster!”
Once I got the leash, I walked over to her and command her to sit but she didn’t listen though she did run back towards our house. At the junction, she turn to the other side further away from home.
Mom got out holding the cane. Oh hoh.
Oooo.. give me love
She hit the cane on her butt lightly several times, “GO IN!!”
As doggie walked in, mom still shouted and hit her.
I told mom, “Enough!”
“I hit lightly only la.”
I felt bad mom hit her so I commanded her to come and when she did, she sat quietly. I tore the piece of bread to half and gave her 1.
Sometimes she can be an angel, sometimes the devil.