Sunday, August 23, 2009

In the Bad Dream...

I received a call from a number which I had designated as an emergency number for Ricky. It was from my brother who told me that I needed to rush to the vet as something had happened to Ricky. He couldn't be there as he was flying off for a biz trip to Indon and asked if my colleague was going to send me there. I looked frantically at the said colleague, hung up, and ran over to him, pleading for him to go to the vet with me. He agreed immediately but I couldn't remember the address or location or driving instructions to our vet. And because my colleague is bad with roads, I remember googling for the address with shaky hands and a thumping heart, worrying that I was going to be too late... I cried because I had left house that morning without sayanging him... and then I was awoken by a sms. Thank God....

It was such a bad dream...

I lay awake a long time after and thought:

1) i have very long, detailed dreams
2) my dreams capture my worries so accurate
3) i need to hv james tan's address at the tip of my finger
4) i need to leave house each day with ricky knowing that i sayang him
5) i trust my colleague enough to turn to him for help and comfort

2:13am. I need to sleep. But the dream is still fresh in my mind....

:(

Saturday, August 22, 2009

There Are Some Nights....

when the household is asleep and I'm the only one still up and working (happens a lot these days). Ricky would walk into my room, hang around my study desk and start whining softly. I would hold sit on the floor, hug him and he would lean his entire weight on me. The whining would stop and there would be a moment of peace. And love. And tenderness. Then I would go for a drink in the kitchen and Ricky would follow, staring intently at the fridge. And then I figured out why he was whining - he had woken up too late and missed his nightly snack of apples provided by my mum. Once fed, he would immediately go back to sleep.

So much for thinking he wanted my hugs.

Haha.

Sunday, August 16, 2009

It Was a Good Dream

Sound asleep, Ricky distinctly wagged his tail three times.

He was probably dreaming about the land of apples or chicken.

:)