Watching these Animal Cop/Heroes/Rescue or whatever shows just makes me even more eager to hurry and go adopt a dog. Probably just watching these poor animals in these horrid conditions is really affecting me, also this old pug that’s almost entirely deaf and blind that they rescued that’s so cute because he looks like an old man with a beard…and also cause I guess I’m just annoyed about having been sitting on the futon for a whole day watching TV! I’m boreeeed. I should really be studying for finals, but I just want to play with dogs right now. Haha. Or at least not feel like I’m here all ALONE. No, I’m not lonely. Haha, I wonder why it’s become somewhat of a bad thing to admit that you’re lonely. Well, guess what? I’m LONELY. I’m LONESOME. I want SOMEONE TO COME HERE AND PAY ATTENTION TO ME. Like a dog! Haha. Okok, back to….watching TV?
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This 43things.com is a really interesting website. I like the idea of it. I found it while randomly surfing online, probably from trying to figure out how to stop procrastinating and/or organize my very disorganized life (I guess those goals are ones I’ll probably never be able to stop working on, huh?). But then I read about it again in my Glamour issue, and thought that I’d go and actually sign up here. Cause I know I need some inspiration. Lately I’ve been leaning towards learning how to draw, or paint, and I’ve been trying to look at books in bookstores or search online for tips, but obviously I haven’t gotten very far in actually trying to do some hardcore drawing and things. Goodness, I guess that’ll have to be another entry too, huh?
Anyway, this one occurred to me only a few weeks ago. I’ve always liked dogs for sure, one of those people who beg their parents for a dog and promise that they’ll walk it, feed it, bathe it, etc. And finally, after years of whining and crying, my mom let us keep our cousin’s dog Icmal. Oh, Icmal, notorious for escaping our back yard, hating to be hugged, and being a loner in dog parks. She’s such a cutie. She’ll always be the really pretty husky, the…well, husky husky, the dog who scares people and knocks them over when she’s too excited.
I love her, but I know that sometime in my lifetime, I would like to adopt a dog from the Humane Society. I guess it never really occurred to me to do this, since I’ve always been the one with quixotic thoughts such as opening a present on Christmas day and have an adorable puppy pop out of it! Unfortunately, I don’t think Asian people do that kind of stuff. Or I hoped that we would go look at dogs/puppies and I could choose the cutest one, the friendliest one, you know. Start from the beginning. But sweet Icmal was my cousin’s first, and she only came to our house when she was already 6 months old and nearly full grown. I guess I wish I could have that experience of growing up with a dog from when the dog is a baby to when the dog is old and gray but still there for you. Although I know what kind of pain that could cause, with a lot of people I know having to deal with their dogs having to be put euthanized or whatever, since they’ve reached their final days in doggie years. So sad.
So that will of course always remain in my mind as part of my alternate life, the one that I felt I thought I would live but never did, the one that I’m still shocked has somehow eluded me. I dunno, it’s weird. But after watching this one episode of Animal Cops on Animal Planet (or something), I guess it really hit me that there are tons and tons of dogs out there that need homes. People ideally want to get a pet in the same way that I described: hand-picked not long after birth, which is why puppies are always more easily adopted at animal shelters than older dogs. Or so that’s what I think. Anyway, I guess one of my lifetime goals will be to go and adopt some dog at the shelter, not necessarily a puppy, but one that really needs some place to live, and someone to live with.
Don’t get me wrong, again, I love my dog. There are so many idiosyncracies about her that makes her so much fun, and she really is a pretty dog. But she’s more of my mom’s dog now, since we never spend time with her anymore, and I think Icmal has gotten attached. When she occasionally spends the night in the house, she always prefers to sleep right outside of my parents’ room’s door, I guess to be as close to my mom as possible. I always try to get her to sleep on my bed with me, or even just in my room, but she always ends up getting antsy and wants to leave the room. And man! What’s the fun of having a big dog when you can’t hug it all the time? Icmal deals, but that’s one of her pet peeves. Well you know what, Icmal? You hating to be hugged is one of MY pet peeves! SO THERE, you Pet Peeve! Haha, get it? Hah-hah.
I guess she never needed me (or possibly anyone) as much as I needed someone else, and I’m hoping that there’s some doggie out there that needs someone too.
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