Junior's gone.
A few days short of Christmas, he was put down. 11 years is a long time. The 1 week he spent over at my house is fabulous. He is so cute, wanting to come into my room in the middle of the night, crying outside my room door. I had to get out of bed to open the door for him. Then he would come in, walk one round, then walk out again. If I close the door, then he will want to come in & start crying. So in the end I just left the door open, let him walk in & out. & let the aircon fly away~~ Cute Junior, walking him was fun too. He never did dare to venture too far away from us.
& now he's gone.
A very plain & simple Christmas, just a little gathering of relatives. It feels weird.
I guess we just have to let go.
NYE day was simple too. The family went over to my Gran's house. Took a cab back home with Paul. Shared a nice kiss at the stroke of midnight. Hehe.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!~
