The Tale of A Dog Who Hates the Rain

Warning： Ｔｈｅ　ｆｏｌｌｏｗｉｎｇ　ｓｔｏｒｙ　ｉｓ　７３．２９％　ａｄａｐｔｅｄ　ｆｒｏｍ　ａ　ｒｅａｌ　ｌｉｆｅ　ｓｔｏｒｙ　ｏｆ　ａ　ｄｏｇ．　 Ｎａｍｅｓ　ｈａｖｅ　ｂｅｅｎ　ｃｈａｎｇｅｄ　ｔｏ　ｐｒｏｔｅｃｔ　ｔｈｅ　ｉｄｅｎｔｉｔｙ　ｏｆ　ｔｈｅ　ｉｎｄｉｖｉｄｕａｌｓ　 ｉｎｖｏｌｖｅｄ．　Ｔｈｅ　ｓｔｏｒｙ　ｉｓ　ｐｕｒｅｌｙ　ｆｏｒ　ｅｎｔｅｒｔａｉｎｍｅｎｔ　ａｎｄ　ｕｎｉｎｔｅｎｄｅｄ　ｔｏ　ｈｕｒｔ，　 ｍａｌｉｇｎ　ｏｒ　ｒｉｄｉｃｕｌｅ　ａｎｙｏｎｅ，ｏｒ　ａｎｙ　ｄｏｇｓ．　


Ｏｎｃｅ 　ｕｐｏｎ　ａ　ｔｉｍｅ，　ａ　ｂｅａｕｔｉｆｕｌ　ｆｅｍａｌｅ　ｍａｌｔｅｓｅ　ｇａｖｅ　ｂｉｒｔｈ　ｔｏ　２　ｃｈｕｂｂｙ　ｍａｌｅ　 ｐｕｐｓ．　Ｔｈｅ　３　ｏｆ　ｔｈｅｍ　ｌｉｖｅｄ　ｔｏｇｅｔｈｅｒ　ｈａｐｐｉｌｙ，　ｓｐｅｎｄｉｎｇ　ｔｈｅｉｒ　ｔｉｍｅ　ｓｔａｒｉｎｇ　 ａｔ　ｅａｃｈ　ｏｔｈｅｒ，　ａｎｄ　ｍａｋｉｎｇ　　ｆｕｎｎｙ　ｆａｃｅｓ．　Ｔｈｅ　ｍｏｔｈｅｒ　ｗｉｌｌ　ｌｏｖｉｎｇｌｙ　 ｄｅｄｉｃａｔｅ　ｈｏｕｒｓ　ｅｖｅｒｙ　ｄａｙ　ｊｕｓｔ　ｔｏ　ｆｅｅｄ　ｍｉｌｋ　ｔｏ　ｔｈｅ　ｔｗｏ　ｏｆ　ｔｈｅｍ．

Ｇｒａｄｕａｌｌｙ， 　ｔｈｅ　２　ｐｕｐｓ　ｇｒｅｗ　ｕｐ　ｓｔｒｏｎｇ　ａｎｄ　ｈａｐｐｙ，　ｌｅａｒｎｉｎｇ　ｔｏ　ｌｏｏｋ　ｓｗｅｅｔ　ａｎｄ　 ｉｎｎｏｃｅｎｔ　ｗｈｉｌｅ　ｐｅｅｉｎｇ　ｄｉｓｃｒｅｔｅｌｙ．　Ｏｎｅ　ｏｆ　ｔｈｅ　ｐｕｐｓ，　ｗｈｏｓｅ　ｎａｍｅ　ｗａｓ　Ｂｕｎ，　 ｌｏｖｅｄ　ｔｏ　ｐｌａｙ　ｃａｔｃｈｉｎｇ　ｗｉｔｈ　ｔｈｅ　ｍｏｔｈｅｒ．　Ｈｅ　ｗａｓ　ａ　ｃａｒｅｆｒｅｅ，　ｈａｐｐｙ，　 ｃｕｒｉｏｕｓ　ｌｉｔｔｌｅ　ｔｈｉｎｇ　ｅｍｂｏｄｉｅｄ　ｉｎ　ａ　ｒｏｕｎｄ，　ｆａｔ，　ｈｕｇｅ　ｂａｌｌ　ｏｆ　ｗｈｉｔｅ　ｆｕｒ．

Ｂｕｔ　ｔｈｅ　ｈａｐｐｙ　ｔｉｍｅｓ　ｗｅｒｅ　ｎｏｔ　ｔｏ　ｌａｓｔ．

Ｏｎｅ　 ｎｉｇｈｔ，　ｉｔ　ｂｅｇａｎ　ｔｏ　ｒａｉｎ　ｈｅａｖｉｌｙ．　Ｔｈｅｒｅ　ｗａｓ　ａ　ｒａｇｉｎｇ　ｔｈｕｎｄｅｒｓｔｏｒｍ　 ｏｕｔｓｉｄｅ．　Ｂｕｔ　ｈａｐｐｙ　Ｂｕｎ　ｗａｓ　ｎｏｔ　ａｆｒａｉｄ　ｗｉｔｈ　ｈｉｓ　ｍｏｔｈｅｒ　ａｎｄ　ｂｒｏｔｈｅｒ　 ｓｌｅｅｐｉｎｇ　ｐｅａｃｅｆｕｌｌｙ　ｂｅｓｉｄｅ　ｈｉｍ　ｉｎ　ｔｈｅ　ｌａｒｇｅ　ｃｏｓｙ　ｂａｒｎ．Ｓｕｄｄｅｎｌｙ，　ｔｈｅ　ｂａｒｎ 　ｄｏｏｒｓ　ｗｅｒｅ　ｆｏｒｃｅｆｕｌｌｙ　ｔｈｒｏｗｎ　ｏｐｅｎ，　ａｎｄ　ａ　ｍａｎ　Ｂｕｎ　ｈａｄ　ｏｎｌｙ　ｓｅｅｎ　ａ　ｆｅｗ　 ｔｉｍｅｓ　ｓｔｅｐｐｅｄ　ｉｎ　ｆｒｏｍ　ｔｈｅ　ｒａｉｎ．　

Ｓｗｉｆｔｌｙ， 　ｈｅ　ｈｅａｄｅｄ　ｔｏｗａｒｄｓ　ｔｈｅ　ｔｈｒｅｅ　ｏｆ　ｔｈｅｍ　ｈｕｄｄｌｅｄ　ｔｏｇｅｔｈｅｒ．　Ｂｕｎ　ｌｏｏｋｅｄ　ａｔ　ｈｉｓ 　ｍｏｔｈｅｒ，　ｐｕｚｚｌｅｄ．　Ｙｅｔ，　ｈｅ　ｓａｗ　ｏｎ　ｈｉｓ　ｍｏｔｈｅｒ＇ｓ　ｆａｃｅ　ｗａｓ　ａ　ｌｏｏｋ　ｏｆ　ｐａｉｎｆｕｌ 　ｒｅａｌｉｓａｔｉｏｎ，　ｏｒ　ａ　ｆａｍｉｌｉａｒ　ｒｏｕｔｉｎｅ　ｆｅａｒ．Ｗｈａｔ　ｗａｓ　ｇｏｉｎｇ　ｏｎ？

With powerful hands，the ｍａｎ　ｓｃｏｏｐｅｄ　ｕｐ　Ｂｕｎ　ａｎｄ　ｈｉｓ　ｂｒｏｔｈｅｒ．　Ｔｈｅｉｒ　ｍｏｔｈｅｒ　ｇａｖｅ　ａ　ｓｈｒｉｌｌ　ｙｅｌｐ，ａｎｄ　 ｔｒｉｅｄ　ｔｏ　ｆｏｌｌｏｗ　ｔｈｅ　ｍａｎ　ｂｕｔ　ｔｈｅ　ｍａｎ　ｈａｄ　ｑｕｉｃｋｌｙ　ｇｏｎｅ　ｔｈｒｏｕｇｈ　ｔｈｅ　ｄｏｏｒ，　 ａｎｄ　ｃｌｏｓｅｄ　ｉｔ，　ｓｅｐａｒａｔｉｎｇ　ｔｈｅｍ　ｆｒｏｍ　ｔｈｅｉｒ　ｍｏｔｈｅｒ．　Ｔｈａｔ　ｗａｓ　ｔｏ　ｂｅ　ｔｈｅ　 ｌａｓｔ　ｌｉｔｔｌｅ　Ｂｕｎ　ａｎｄ　ｈｉｓ　ｂｒｏｔｈｅｒ　ｗｏｕｌｄ　ｓｅｅ　ｔｈｅｉｒ　ｍｏｔｈｅｒ．

Ｂｕｎ　 ｂａｒｋｅｄ　ｆｕｒｉｏｕｓｌｙ，　ｔｒｙｉｎｇ　ｔｏ　ｇｅｔ　ｔｈｅ　ｍａｎ　ｔｏ　ｂｒｉｎｇ　ｔｈｅｍ　ｂａｃｋ　ｔｏ　ｔｈｅｉｒ　 ｍｏｔｈｅｒ．　Ｂｕｔ　ｔｈｅ　ｍａｎ　ｄｉｄ　ｎｏｔ　ｃａｒｅ．　Ｉｔ　ｍｕｓｔ　ｂｅ　ｔｈａｔ　ａｗｆｕｌ　ｌｏｕｄ　ｔｈｕｎｄｅｒ　ａｎｄ 　ｈｅ　ｃａｎ＇ｔ　ｈｅａｒ　ｍｅ，　ｔｈｏｕｇｈｔ　ｐｏｏｒ　Ｂｕｎ．Ｔｈｅ　ｒａｉｎ　ｗａｓ　ｄｒｉｐｐｉｎｇ　ａｌｌ　ｏｖｅｒ　Ｂｕｎ　 ａｎｄ　ｈｉｓ　ｂｒｏｔｈｅｒ，　ａｎｄ　ｉｔ　ｂｅｃａｍｅ　ｉｎｃｒｅａｓｉｎｇｌｙ　ｃｏｌｄｅｒ．Ｂｙ　ｎｏｗ，　Ｂｕｎ　ｗａｓ　ｖｅｒｙ　 ａｆｒａｉｄ．　Ｗｈｙ　ｄｉｄ　ｔｈｅ　ｔｈｕｎｄｅｒｓｔｏｒｍ　ｈａｖｅ　ｔｏ　ｓｅｎｄ　ｔｈｅ　ｍａｎ　ｈｅｒｅ　ｔｏ　ｔａｋｅ　ａｗａｙ　 ｔｈｅm away from their mother？

Ｔｈｅ　 ｂａｒｎ　ｑｕｉｃｋｌｙ　ｂｅｃａｍｅ　ａ　ｄｉｓｔａｎｔ　ｓｉｇｈｔ，　ａｎｄ　Ｂｕｎ　ｌｏｏｋｅｄ　ａｒｏｕｎｄ　ｆｒａｎｔｉｃａｌｌｙ　 ｆｏｒ　ｈｅｌｐ．Ｔｈｅ　ｍａｎ　ｈａｄ　ｃａｒｒｉｅｄ　ｔｈｅｍ　ｔｈｒｏｕｇｈ　ｔｈｅ　ｄｏｏｒ　ｏｆ　ａ　ｈｏｕｓｅ　ｗｈｅｒｅ　ｉｔ　 ｗａｓ　ｗａｒｍ　ａｎｄ　ｑｕｉｅｔ．Ｂｕｎ　ｌｏｏｋｅｄ　ａｒｏｕｎｄ　ａｇａｉｎ．Ｗｈａｔ　ｗａｓ　ｔｈａｔ　ｈｅ　ｓａｗ？　Ｎｏ，　Ｂｕｎ 　ｔｏｌｄ　ｈｉｍｓｅｌｆ，　ｉｔ　ｗａｓ　ｎｏｔ　ｔｉｍｅ　ｔｏ　ｔｈｉｎｋ　ａｂｏｕｔ　ｈａｖｉｎｇ　ａｂｉｔ　ｏｆ　ｃｈｅｅｓｅ　ｈｅ　 ｓａｗ　ｏｎ　ｔｈｅ　ｔａｂｌｅ．　Ｌｏｏｋｉｎｇ　ｏｕｔ　ｔｈｅ　ｗｉｎｄｏｗ，　ｈｅ　ｓａｗ　ｓｏｍｅ　ｍｙｎａｈｓ　ｐｅｒｃｈｅｄ　 ｔｈｅｒｅ．　Ｗｉｔｈ　ｔｈｅｉｒ　ｕｇｌｙ　ｓｃｒｅｅｃｈｉｎｇ，　ｔｈｅｙ　ｗｅｒｅ　ｃｒｕｅｌ　ａｎｄ　ｕｎｗｉｌｌｉｎｇ　ｔｏ　ｈｅｌｐ 　Ｂｕｎ．　Ｂａｄ　ｍｙｎａｈｓ！

Ｔｈａｔ 　ｎｉｇｈｔ，　Ｂｕｎ　ｆｅｌｌ　ａｓｌｅｅｐ　ｑｕｉｃｋｌｙ　ｉｎ　ａ　ｃｏｒｎｅｒ　ｏｆ　ｔｈｅ　ｈｏｕｓｅ．　Ａｆｔｅｒ　ｔｈａｔ，　 ｏｎｅ　ａｆｔｅｒｎｏｏｎ，　ａ　ｆａｍｉｌｙ　ｏｆ　ｈｕｍａｎｓ，　ｗｉｔｈ　ａ　ｐａｒｔｉｃｕｌａｒｌｙ　ｂｅａｕｔｉｆｕｌ　ａｎｄ　 ｃａｒｉｎｇ　ｇｉｒｌ，　ｃａｍｅ　ｔｏ　ｓｅｅ　Ｂｕｎ．　Ｔｈｅｙ　ｔｏｏｋ　ｈｉｍ　ｈｏｍｅ　ｗｉｔｈ　ｔｈｅｍ．　Ｆｉｎａｌｌｙ，　Ｂｕｎ 　ｆｅｌｔ　ｍｏｒｅ　ａｔ　ｐｅａｃｅ　ｗｉｔｈ　ｈｉｍｓｅｌｆ　ａｓ　ｈｅ　ｓｅｔｔｌｅｄ　ｃｏｍｆｏｒｔａｂｌｙ　ｉｎ　ｔｈａｔ　 ｌｏｖｉｎｇ　ｈｏｕｓｅｈｏｌｄ，ｋｅｅｐｉｎｇ　ａｎｔｓ　ａｓ　ｈｉｓ　ｐｅｔｓ　ａｎｄ　ｏｃｃａｓｉｏｎａｌｌｙ　ｔｒｙ　ｔｏ　ｓｅｅｋ　 ｒｅｖｅｎｇｅ　ｕｐｏｎ　ｔｈｅ　ｂａｄ　ｍｙｎａｈｓ．　Ｂｕｔ　ｈｅ　ｎｅｖｅｒ　ｆｏｒｇｏｔ　ｈｉｓ　ｍｏｔｈｅｒ＇ｓ　ｔｅａｃｈｉｎｇ　 ｏｎ　ｔｈｅ　ｐｒｏｐｅｒ　ｗａｙ　ｔｏ　ｐｅｅ　ａｎｄ　ｔｈｅ　ａｐｐｒｏｐｒｉａｔｅ　ｍａｎｎｅｒｉｓｍｓ　ｏｆ　ａｎｙ　ｄｏｇ　ｗｉｔｈ　 ａ　ｄｅｃｅｎｔ　ｕｐｂｒｉｎｇｉｎｇ　ｏｎ　ｈｏｗ　ｔｏ　ｅａｒｎ　ｐａｔ　ｐｏｉｎｔｓ．　Ｈｅ　ｒｅｍｅｍｂｅｒｅｄ　ａｌｓｏ　ｈｏｗ　 ｅｖｉｌ　ｔｈｅ　ｔｈｕｎｄｅｒｓｔｏｒｍ　ｃａｎ　ｂｅ　ａｎｄ　ｗｈｅｎｅｖｅｒ　ｔｈｅｒｅ　ｗａｓ　ｏｎｅ，　ｗｉｔｈ　ｈｉｓ　 ｃｏｍｐａｃｔ　ｙｅｔ　ｌｏｕｄ　ｌｕｎｇｓ，　ｈｅ　ｗｏｕｌｄ　ｂｒａｖｅｌｙ　ｔｒｙ　ｔｏ　ｓｃａｒｅ　ｔｈｅ　ｎａｓｔｙ　 ｔｈｕｎｄｅｒｓｔｏｒｍ　ａｗａｙ，ｓｏ　ｔｈａｔ　ｈｅ　ｃｏｕｌｄ　ｐｒｏｔｅｃｔ　ｔｈｉｓ　ｈｏｕｓｅｈｏｌｄ　ｈｅ　ｈａｓ　ｃｏｍｅ　ｔｏ 　ｃａｌｌ　ｈｏｍｅ．

Ｔｈｅ　Ｅｎｄ．

Shakespeare, I Will

You! You who gave me a hard time in JC1 with "As You Like It"... No, I did not quite like it... it was horrible.. and difficult...

now, a new twist of events... I read about you in bed, I read about you on the train, I read about you whenever I'm free... all to conjure a simple teaching game about and on you...

Will... I need an inspiration...

Unfazed by Mere Haze

... right.... I noticed it's been a bloody long while since I last posted anything. Had been pretty busy hehehe~~~ Hope you enjoyed the birthday and anniversary arrangements! I had alot of fun making the video too~~~ =)

The haze ah the haze.... it's been lingering over Singapore for a very long time now, come to think of it... Damn it man, can't anybody do something about it? Aren't the health of citizens important? Bloody inconsiderate neighbours. Can somebody buy the rain-making thing I read China using a while back? It contains some kinda sliver dunno what chemical that induces clouds to rain. That would be nice for our skies right now. People are sniffling, coughing, dizzy and choking... Man, everyone feels so oppressed, tired and unwell...

Thankfully, as of this morning, the haze has cleared up tremendously. Over a night! It's pretty unbelieveable... Just last night, before I went to sleep, my flat, my room everything seems to be enveloped in smoke... Then this morning, the smell, the particles are all largely gone! Cool~~ and it didn't even rain!

I hope we all recover speedily from the haze daze, and be merry and break out into songs and dances~~~~ Laa laa laa~~~ See you soon! Happy Flips~~~~