2008年10月20日月曜日

Favorite Place

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My girls' favorite place is our sofa. Even though my husband and I scold them every time they're on it and they know that they shouldn't be there, they fall an easy prey to the temptation and never stop enjoying the comfort.
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It's very funny that there's the obvious difference between Daisy and Dahlia's reaction.

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They both sometimes sleep on the sofa stealthily while my husband I are sleeping at night. When I wake up for a toilet at midnight and open the door of my bedroom, I see Dahlia running in the dark. She's trying to go back to her cushion. Hey, I see you running, Dahlia! Too late! But good try. :D

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On the other hand, Daisy doesn't move. I mean, she can't be quick in her movements and she just shows her face and wags her tail saying, "Sorry..."
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If they were my human daughters, Dahlia is a type of a girl who eats just some pieces of cookies from the cookie jar secretly and put it back on the shelf where it exactly was.
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BUT Daisy must be a girl eating cookies as much as she likes and leave the cookie jar with lid opened on the floor and her face with lots of cookie crumbs clearly shows the evidence.
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I love the way they both are. When I see the difference of their characters, I realize that they have their own lives.
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I love you, Daisy and Dahlia.
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rica

2008年10月5日日曜日

Happy Moment

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One of the happiest moments of the two girls is when my husband comes back home. (Most happiest one is definitely meal time though.)
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Usually Dahlia knows his presence earlier than Daisy does - maybe because of her standing ears.

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Super cute.



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I love seeing this.

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I wanna be taken some photos of me just like these too. (I don't think my husband does it though.)



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I still remember the moment I again realized that Daisy was the most loving girl in my life. That day she was all alone in my room. When I got back home and stepped into my room, I felt warm only a small part of the floor by the door. When I saw Daisy wagging her tail at my feet, I knew that she warmed that spot. She had been sitting and waiting for me by the door. How long was she there and waiting for me? I gave her big hugs and kisses. She warmed not only the floor but also my heart and taught me how great thing it is to have someone waiting for me.
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But now.., she keeps sleeping when I get home.
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She doesn't come to me even though I call her.



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I finally come to her.



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She just lifts up her eyes and wags her tail several times but never stands up.
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Well... I still love you unconditionally, Daisy...
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rica