a doggie tale

My nephew has 2 puppies--zaza & toto. Zaza, a naughty girl and the queen of the house, is an American Shepherd. The first day we met, Zaza jumped high on me and acted like we knew each other for a decade. She might sense doggie smell (with US$) on my skin (haha). Zaza is only 6 months old but her size is huge already. This puppy reminds me of Sammi, Colleen’s prince and McGragor, my soccor play mate in this picture.

I'm not sure what kind of dog Toto is. The first time I saw him I just felt like, 'oh. Boy, you look so sad'. His face, his eyes said everything. He's a kidney problem. My nephew looked after him the best he could. He spent (for those who hate dog, they might say Toto sucked money) lots of money to save his puppy. Toto loved eating mango and sleeping under my mom’s bed (the coolest spot in the house). Doggie is smart.

Toto just died 2 weeks ago. He broke many people's hearts—his owners, his Vet (according to my nephew, Toto's doctor is cute. Another inspiration for my nephew to tour her office, I guess).

The house was empty without Toto. Zaza became a new puppie, walking and sniffing everything around the house to search for her long gone buddy. For a week she didn’t touch her food; her eyes were sad; her tail was sadder.

At night, the puppy now sleeps in my nephew’s bedroom. Kids come to play with her, curing her lonliness. She has become the queen of the village.


Two days ago I could see a smile in her eyes. The tail started to wiggle again. who know, in her heart, she might not feel the same.