Sunday, April 10, 2005
Random thots on pets...
I just heard this croaking sound and jumped up immediately, thinking that a toad is on the loose in the house again. Since no one knows, I must tell u that I am deathly frightened of frogs and toads. And recently I had at times tried to into the kitchen at late hours or open the door in the mornings to find a toad in the kitchen!!! Of course I screamed, causing the ugly thing to hop in fear. Once, one practically made its home in our cupboard where we put our plates and bowls. That is, until I screamed for my maid to help and she swept it outside and killed it by a few blows of the broom. My brother described the ordeal to me later and I felt sad for the toad, but it was too late. But back to the croaking sound. It came from the wall, I found out and it was actually a stick insect thank God! I never knew those things make sounds.
A few weeks ago, a cricket came by to my study desk and I actually christened it Jiminy Cricket, after the cricket character in Dysney's Pinocchio, hoping that it would become my "pet" like what Charmaine does for the bluebottle fly in her room. But after a while, Jiminy flew out into the wind and that was the last I ever saw of him. I had hoped that he would sing for me, but he kept silent. Sigh... think dogs r nicer pets after all.
I want to dedicate a section to my late dog, Benji. I said "late" not becos he is dead, or rather, not that I know what happened to him anyway. He had simply disappeared when I returned to Indonesia from Singapore at the end of Pri 6. My father suspected foul play, but we had no proof. It is not good to have a fierce dog in a Muslim populated country. It caused me sadness even till today, as I am writing this.
Benji was not my only dog, but we were the fondest of him. His IQ is very high for a dog. He could open up the sliding sort of lock whenever we tried to lock him up! And he did great service by catching rats that roamed free in the house prior to his arrival. I saw him in action once, playing catch with one rat until it died and we only had to clear the carcass. I am sure if he is still with me and if he is here in S'pore, he would not hesitate to chase off the frogs and toads for me. Oh I was his absolute favorite. My mom always told me that he would stay behind confused beside the car after they sent me back to S'pore and sniffed at the car. Then after some time, he would went back to our dining room where he stayed and looked sad for some time. Think he changed my mom's view towards dogs to a positive one. She told me that he showed her that dogs have human-like feelings of attachment. But he is gone... Bye Ben! I hope u r happy wherever u r. I wonder if u will still recognize and love me as much as u used to if we ever meet again?
A few weeks ago, a cricket came by to my study desk and I actually christened it Jiminy Cricket, after the cricket character in Dysney's Pinocchio, hoping that it would become my "pet" like what Charmaine does for the bluebottle fly in her room. But after a while, Jiminy flew out into the wind and that was the last I ever saw of him. I had hoped that he would sing for me, but he kept silent. Sigh... think dogs r nicer pets after all.
I want to dedicate a section to my late dog, Benji. I said "late" not becos he is dead, or rather, not that I know what happened to him anyway. He had simply disappeared when I returned to Indonesia from Singapore at the end of Pri 6. My father suspected foul play, but we had no proof. It is not good to have a fierce dog in a Muslim populated country. It caused me sadness even till today, as I am writing this.
Benji was not my only dog, but we were the fondest of him. His IQ is very high for a dog. He could open up the sliding sort of lock whenever we tried to lock him up! And he did great service by catching rats that roamed free in the house prior to his arrival. I saw him in action once, playing catch with one rat until it died and we only had to clear the carcass. I am sure if he is still with me and if he is here in S'pore, he would not hesitate to chase off the frogs and toads for me. Oh I was his absolute favorite. My mom always told me that he would stay behind confused beside the car after they sent me back to S'pore and sniffed at the car. Then after some time, he would went back to our dining room where he stayed and looked sad for some time. Think he changed my mom's view towards dogs to a positive one. She told me that he showed her that dogs have human-like feelings of attachment. But he is gone... Bye Ben! I hope u r happy wherever u r. I wonder if u will still recognize and love me as much as u used to if we ever meet again?
// posted by Jenn @ 2:55 PM 
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