Home is a few months away...

Some things never change. Was chatting with my sister on MSN:

masquerade . paper faces on parade said:
lady is such a greedy dog
. masquerade . paper faces on parade said:
like if u have food in your hand
. masquerade . paper faces on parade said:
and if u run around the house
. masquerade . paper faces on parade said:
no matter what
. masquerade . paper faces on parade said:
she will chase after u
. masquerade . paper faces on parade said:
just for the food
. masquerade . paper faces on parade said:
lol

Grace, my house-mate, and I often rue over the fact that we can't keep pets in the apartment. Grace actually had a cat, named Tiger, but Tiger was discovered by the apartment manager in the first month we moved in, so she had to go (after two warnings!). Tiger's in the care of one of Grace's friends now.

Seeing the cute and well-trained dogs on the streets of Melbourne makes you really want to have a pet dog. I mean, they're so well-trained that most of the dogs don't even need to be on leashes! They just follow their owners obediently, and I've seen cyclists with their dogs running behind, never too far off.

I miss my dog. =(