part 1: scruppy

little scruppy the puppy will be returning home to his rightful owners tomorrow. he belongs to my cousin who went on a holiday with his family. little scruppy, what can i say? never has reno felt further and closer all at the same time as i bend down to ruffle his fur, pour water into his bowl, take him for walks.

and once again, i'm reminded of the beautiful warm feeling of returning home to a dog. the unconditional love! every time scruppy sees me, he welcomes me and goes totally wild like it's the first time every time! he jumps up, balancing on his two hind feet (which makes him look like a little toddler learning to walk) as his two front paws struggle to hold on to me, after which he goes into a licking frenzy. when i walk away, he lets out a torrent of high-pitched puppy yelps and attempts to bulldoze his way through the fence. every. single. time.

having scruppy stay with us these few days has brought back some colour into my life (he's really a wacko and immensely entertaining and eventually, highly lovable), given me one more lovely reason to wake up in the morning and come home in the evening, and taught me about accepting new events and people and things in my life. that nothing can ever replace what is gone (like my wonderful reno), but that everything and everyone is in fact unique and yet all one at the same time. none is better than the other. beauty lies in the perfection of all things, all perfect in itself and the whole.

part 2: from the second i hit the "publish post" button for this post...

from the second i hit the "publish post" button for this post, i will no longer go on facebook or msn for a week, maybe more. you can still contact me by email and sms though. and i will still blog here if i feel like it.

from the second i hit the "publish post" button for this post, i will withdraw into my cave for a week, maybe more. not forever, just for a while. while driving home in the rain just now, clarity washed over me. i need to be silent for a while. and for that, i will avoid being in positions where i so easily react. i know i said something like this a few posts ago, but well, it didn't really happen. i always give in at the last second. well, i'm going to try again. and succeed.

from the second i hit the "publish post" button for this post, i will clear up the junk yard that is my room and restore it to its initial glory, exuberating warmth and purple and me.

from the second i hit the "publish post" button for this post, i will put my mind to better use, such as studying for my exams next week, instead of picking at the scabs of my wounds.

alright, am i missing anything? well, if i am, i'll just add it to the chalkboard on my wall.

ok, lets go!