Friday, July 31, 2009

I Wish My Dog Can Talk

   This is just a crazy example of my  random thoughts. I'm in bed writing another post and beside me is my one year old toy poodle named Chino. He is sleeping like a baby. And like any proud parent, i feel so happy that amongst the millions of poodles in the world Chino is the one that ended in my lap. He is so spoiled that most of the time he forgets he is a dog.

To cite why:

1. When you say no to him he tries to answer back with doggy mumble.
2.He is already barking at the door calling us everytime we tell him he is going out with us.
3.He sleeps on his back, snores and sometimes whimpers in his dreams.
4.He knows how to remove socks straight from the feet.
5.He always likes to be carried like a baby in one's shoulder.
6.He knows how to play hide and seek and when he is under the blankie, he doesn't move when
you call out his name and then acts crazy when discovered.
7.He loves watching tv.
8.He likes wearing his doggy clothes.
9.He is so sweet he sometimes acts like a cat rubbing his body all over.
10.He understands a lot of words.
11.He acts like a baby and when reprimanded does his trademark pussycat look a la shrek.

   But the most amazing thing is: he knows how to ride the elevator! He did it twice already and one time i was looking for him and he was still inside. I wonder if he waited for other people to open the lift and he went along.

   Haha! our dog is crazy! i am looking at him now and he is lost in doggy dreamland perhaps dreaming about bones and chickens. Sometimes i wish he would learn how to talk and that would be insanely amusing! imagine the first talking dog in the world. CNN, BBS and reporters from all over the world would flock at my doorstep going gaga of this doggie-phenomenon. And Chino will be the richest dog and with that we will donate to pound societies and charities. He will be the global ambassador of petdom. And I am the proud owner!

   Then tycoons like Bill Gates or Warren Buffett would wanna buy him. Or scientists will want to purchase him for experiments. And i will be tempted by the offers but my good side will prevail and i would totally say no to all the prospective buyers no matter how ludicrously huge the offer is. After all, he is the only talking-dog... my dog.

   Back to earth to me, i'm kinda getting too carried away with all these out of this world delusions and fantasies. But once in awhile its really fun to beat boredom and blues with random thoughts about funny scenarios. It's an amusing habit to combat stress and will make you smile visualizing those things. Try it when you have nothing better to do. Imagine your cat dancing like a ballerina or your pet bulldog as a newscaster, your pug singing operatic like Pavarotti or pigs dancing to Michael Jackson's "Thriller". Oh well that's enough loony for now.

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   I've always been fascinated reading other people's blog that for the longest time i've wondered how it feels like to write one. After years of procrastinating i've finally decided to try it and thus im now a certified virgin blogger with my first post. Like any first timers, i dont really know yet what exactly do i want to do or convey. A million of ideas and thingamajigs are brimming in my skull right now. All those thoughts that have been pent up for like a gazillion years are screaming to be released out.

   I remember when i was younger, i used to write in my personal diary. I am especially fond with the ones that has a mini-lock so that i can be lost in my own world writing all my fears, dreams and thoughts without anyone ever intruding that private sanctuary. But to my dismay, my snoopy mom broke the locks and read all the most private and intimate things i wrote only for myself. All my excuses and lies were exposed! I was embarrassed and MORTIFIED beyond belief. She started to berate me with being a rebel of a daughter. Of doing things against her will and yada-yada-yada-yakkity-yak of seemingly endless sermons. 

   I was fuming mad because she invaded my privacy. I wouldn't even dare touch or read her diary even if she had one! Not because i already know that the contents are gonna be boring, but mainly because i respect other people's personal opinion. Our trust with each other kinda' diminished. So the next best thing i did was to buy a palm pilot and use that as my diary instead. It was a perfect idea that time. Especially with the code you have to input before you can open it means you are really safe guarded. 

   Although i was happy i kinda missed writing freehand and adding doodles and drawings which i cannot do with palm. But the worst thing happened when my palm broke down, so all of my ideas, thoughts and experiences went to waste as well! Sigh! Because of that i totally stopped writing diaries and i miss doing so. Blogging seems like another perfect vehicle to continue what i had previously started and to let the creative juices flow.

   So this is my first blog, and I'm so excited! I'll treat this as my semi-diary. It's definitely an uplifting and great avenue to express and release to the world the many sides of me. I'll definitely keep the ball rolling in the next few posts. Thats all for now. Tata!