Dear Coco.
Thank you for making my morning so meaningful. I imagine myself to still carry with me the sleepy eyes if it wasn’t because of you. You woke me up in such a great way. I love you.
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Our new adopted pup, Coco, is, well, let’s just say that she probably wasn’t a dog. There is for sure one new, creative thing from her every morning. Sometimes you’ll find your plants all bald. Not dead, but bald. Other times you probably find some poop at the back – only that 90% of the poop is made up of small stones. Yeah she eat stones and let them travel through her and come out again. Not only that. Once we found the plastic drain hole cover was gone and she had part of it too. And when she poop, you can even see the plastic. How fun!
This morning was a good one. I woke up feeling lazy and dizzy and when I saw her, there were white spots on her ears. Before I could realise what was that (I actually thought a bird poop on her…), I saw this.
(Note: This was taken after I slightly cleaned the place.)
Yeah. Paint. She somehow climbed up the cabinets keeping the paints and woo-hoo!
And she was still happy as ever, jumping up and down like nothing happened.
(Yes human! What’s that thing in your hand?)
(What? Don’t look at me. I didn’t ask her to do that.)
Sigh. Why can’t I just have a normal dog?!
