I am still ranting...yeah! I suffer from a syndrome. In the last weeks I have written a lot, sadly none of it was for the blog. Blah. I have always wanted a pet. Dog or cat anything will do. Every dinner conversation finally gets to where we plan to have a dog!
I even add, cat will do too! But ma as usual is adamant and dad is skeptical. I don't blame them. My sister and me live like nmads at home. Our room is a mess [no more details here!] and we eat and sleep whenever we want! And from the time I have been working from home, which I am enjoying I must say, it has been worse. So who will look after the dog? Me! I say! I always put this in! I will do everything and they won't have to spend a penny!
But my promises are not taken seriously. My sister needs to add a more flesh to herself and has been rying for a while. So my dad promised her that you put on weight and we get a dog! Golden Opportunity! I could see stars...unlike tweety though...! I already dreamt of how the dog would be and what we would name him [yeah, no puppy business!]. I even convinced my bf.
One day dad called and spoke to Manu, the sister. "You have two options. There is a black lab and a beige lab. Both are 90 days old. Boy and girl. Which one do you want?"
Manu on the other hand, pretends to think and says, "Let it be papa! Who will take care of it?"
Papa: "Are you sure?"
Manu: "Yes Papa!"
Blah and dad never called me! So no dogs. That was the closest we came to having one. I am very heartbroken and kept pleading but nobody listens to me! Boo hoo hoo! I have threatened them though...I'll get a stray pup off the street. I just want a pet! Is that too much to ask for?
P:S: have gotten my bf to agree that we will keep a dog! :)