My female owner was walking past Hilton Hotel in Brisbane City this evening when she saw a crew of SIA stewards/ stewardesses exiting the hotel, presumably to report to work. She couldn't help but scream in her head "bring me home with you!"
Oh well.. that's our heart's cry too. We have never been separated from her for so long.
Then she went to check out the Treasury Casino in the city and as expected, the security asked for her ID to make sure that she is above 18 years old. The last time someone checked her for her age was 4 years ago, in Melbourne, also when she was trying to enter a casino.
She headed for the live band and couldn't help but reminisce about the good times she had, chilling out with her friends while listening to live music. She realised then, that those times may never come back, especially since her friends are generally at turning points of their lives, where they develop different priorities and goals in life.
Wish I could crawl in bed with my female owner now... and be with her always.
1 comment:
your blog is making me so sad!!
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