While walking Rusty this morning, a kind elderly gentleman stopped his bicycle as we were crossing the narrow path above the big canal so that Rusty and I could walk safely. He smiled and said in Mandarin, "You dog's very good looking. So adorable too."
I grinned and said "Thank you!" I must agree Rusty's a nice looking dog, thanks to a good diet of natural food, plenty of fresh air, exercise and beauty sleep, as well as tender loving care from his owners and friends.
As we continued walking along the pavement, a cyclist snuck up on us without any warning, shocking me as he zipped past and almost grazed my shoulders. I let out a little gasp only to find him glaring at me with angry eyes. We were on a pavement for goodness sakes, he had no right to be mad at us!
Naturally, my happy mood was ruined for a moment. My heart was beating wildly from the close shave while he just carried on cycling without a care in the world. How annoying!
It was a hot morning. Rusty went straight for his water bowl when we got home while I headed to the bathroom. What began as a shower ended up as a bathroom scrubbing session.
I remember while growing up, I used to be seized with a sudden impluse to redecorate the living room or dive into some house improvement projects on my own. My brothers didn't seem to have any moments like this, only me.
I wonder if it's a girl thing because I don't see any thing like this happening now at home. The kids are hopeless when it comes to home improvement projects or household chores. Why can't they be as motivated? Perhaps we had less distractions and more time on our hands back then.
Sunday flies by really quickly when you're doing mundane stuff. It's almost 4pm and the day has been rather uneventful. The good news is, we're going back to my parent's place for dinner. That means, no more cooking and cleaning for the rest of the day.