Day 2 B: The Boyfriend Recombobulation
Day 2 C: The Comparacion Effect
You know you had an awesome childhood when you’re woken by your pet dog’s saliva laden licks while your sister pulls of the blanket and runs away. To sleep till 7 am on a Sunday morning was like a luxury, that my errant siblings and mischievous pet never let me cherish. If not by my dog or sister, I would be woken up by my brother playing Limp bizkit at a decibel enough to deafen the nearest galaxy.
Image – Google
While growing up , we always had a dog around us. My first dog Jimmi was found near a railway line and was brought home by mum. Jimmi was just a couple of months old then. Over the years, either my Dad or Mum would adopt abandoned pups. Later on, this trend was followed by my brother who brought in rescued dogs from his veterinary college.
That’s Lucy
At home, my parents now have an adorable black Labrador named Nikki.
Thats my adorable Nikki
I am so glad that my sister didn’t bring in any pets. Her spider collection still gives me jitters. Not to mention the slimy snails and moths that she was so obsessed about.
Don’t Forget to hop on to Poetry Wagon
and Delhi to Darling Harbour
A sweet memory post, this is, Raj 🙂
thank you so much Sreeja 😀
Planning a pet soon 😀
PhenoMenon
http://throodalookingglass.com/2014/04/deer-o-dear/
can't wait to hear your tales 😀
Lovely line on wink there. Spiders… OMG… I have fishes at home.
thank you so much 🙂