it's hot enuf to fry my brains outside & here i am in my room blogging with my air-con on full blast. if she was here, she'd probably be scratching on my bedroom door till i let her in & plop her furry butt beside me & lay her head on my foot while i typed. yes, i am talking about Natasha again.

it's been exactly a year without her. u could say i'm used to her absence, but i still think of her all the tym.

if there is a big guy way up there, i reli wonder what the lesson from all this was. ryt afta i lost her, let's just say i won't be winning any awards for being a steady person. i depended too much on someone that i shoudn't have. yes, he knew how much i needed him as a support & yes, he was there for me initially. but he turned out to be a creep who was just taking advantage of a "damsel in distress".

one, people change no matter who they are. two, grow up & don't be such a gullible & naive lil girl. three, some things were not just meant to be. four, don't waste your time on a loser. lesson learnt. LOL.

as i'm writing this, i realize how insanely emo i'm starting to sound. so in her memory, the least i could do for my beloved Natasha is to reminisce & "immortalize" all the wonderful things about her on my blog.

i know all pet owners swear by the fact that they're OWN pets are the most special lil darlings in the whole entire planet. but MY dog was the most special, awesome-st pooch the world has ever seen, seriously.


i still remember the time she decided to bury my undies in the garden. more specifically, my panties. i'm trying to think from her point of view. she probably decided to try out gardening herself after watching my mum in the garden during the late evenings. so she just grabbed the first thing she saw in the laundry basket which was sadly, my panties. few months later while my mum was digging at the flowerbed, voila! my panties! god knows what color they were before Natasha buried them. it was all soiled & dirty u couldn't reli tell. but we all had a good laugh about it & made sure we kept our underwear out of her lil snout's reach.

well, she didn't alwiz bury underwear. she did it with a various amount of things at very odd places. we once found a dog treat under my brother's pillow on his bed & a small flowerpot under the pile of blanket left on my bed. i guess Natasha had a thing for treasure hunting, or in her case, treasure looting.

she had some issues though. namely jealousy issues. whenever she felt lyk the cat was getting more attention, she'll put on her qutest face complete with puppy dog eyes & stroll towards us with her tail wagging. after having successfully diverting our attention from the cat to her, she'll glance over at the cat with her smug lil face as if to say "what do u think u have that i ain't got?".

Natasha always hated thunderstorms. my cat & dog would cling on to my feet for dear life whenever one occurred as if begging me to make it stop. that look on her qute lil face still makes me smile whenever i think of it. =)


*BEST BUDS*

she's pretty overweight for a dog her size. one time, me & my sis decided that she needed to lose the weight. so, we brought her for a walk. well, in the end i think Natasha brought us for a walk. we ended up carrying her on the journey home. talk about low stamina for a dog. 15 minutes she dah panting & give up by lying down on the road. memorable.

& she was such a darl. we could walk her around the neighbourhood without a leash. she'd just trot along beside us. the lil dummy walked out the house once when the gate was open. nobody realized it. it rained heavily after that. when it finally stopped, my mum glanced out the window & saw a lil brown shaggy thing lying outside the gate. Natasha was exhilarated wen my mum finally let her in. the lil dummy had been waiting outside the gate the whole tym & was soaked. poor baby!

i remember a few years back, Bambi came into our lives for a short while. Bambi was a one yr old Miniature Schnauzer. & she was HYPER besides being my cat's worst nightmare. one time Bambi ran out of the house when the gate was opened & my mum rushed out to catch her. the lil busybody, Natasha, ran along beside my mum as my mum frantically tried to catch up wif Bambi, praying that Bambi wouldn't get hit by a car. in the end my mum was out of breath after running a few blocks. Natasha went after Bambi & brought her back. who needs Lassie when we've got Natasha? =)

of course, what i rmb most abt her is how loving she was. she had so much love to give us. she brought so much joy & laughter into our lives.
*she used to lick my face when i cried. she even licks the cat once in a while depending on her mood.*

i miss having her greet me in the mornings & sending me off to school. i miss watching the brown fur ball leap with joy as though i've been gone for 5years when i've only been gone for 5minutes. i miss her lil snores when she's pigging around the house. i miss her guilty lil face whenever we catch her stealing the cat's food. i miss her lil furry body that cuddles up to us hoping for a belly rub. i miss her lil chubaka teeth. i miss everything about her.

death ends a life, not a relationship.