missing baby bro

Casper had been staying with me here in my apartment for several months now. That’s one of the reasons why I like living in this place—because Casper can stay here with me. All the other places I lived in here in Manila ban dogs in the units. Hmp. This time, I thought, I’d spend time with him and stroke his furs on his tummy as often as I can (he loves that!).

This week though, I am alone in the apartment. Casper stayed in the province. I don’t think buses would allow him to board. And I don’t want to leave him alone in the house for long hours when I’m in school. I just want to stay I miss him.

I miss the fact that everytime I come home, Casper always welcomes me back. He wags his tail in excitement, even if I was gone for just an hour. He looks funny when he runs around the house, especially now that he’s getting fatter (vets say he needs a diet–safe diet pills perhaps?). I miss it when he always sat or lie near me. If i am to look for him, I just have to look on my right or left. He’s always so close. I miss it whenever I am about to go to sleep, he would jump in the bed and lay beside me, rubbing his furs with my skin. Then after a few minutes, he’d go down and he’ll sleep just fingers away from my bed.

I miss everything about him, all his peculiar characteristics and his attachment to me. Well, we love each other awfully lot (see Casper & Me—yeah, inspired by the movie). And the house is awfully silent without him.