I could remember vividly...5 December 2000...
the phone rang...rang...dad called up from the carpark. He told me to look out from the window...guess what i had seen...a yellow dog...cute dog, from my kitchen window, i saw him and thought he was small and told dad to bring him up home so that i can have a good look at him.
It took some time for him to be brought to our house because he walked the stairs with dad as he did not dare to take any lift. When i opened the dog, he just wagged his tail with sparkling eyes. I liked his face alot and welcomed him.
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