The Story of Sweety There was once a little dog,
the cutest dog of all,
she was oak brown in colour,
but she looked oh so special,
she had a white tipped tail, like it was dip in paint,
and a natural white collar..
she had four white feet,
like she was wearing socks, looking very sweet

sweety was a mongrel..
but even then, she was a very intelligent one..
she would scurry around the house all day..
and at night, jump into her owner's bed..

i guess she knew who her owner was...
cause it certainly wasn't me...
and somehow in the morning...
on my side of the bed there would be pee...

but she was quick to learn..
of the ways of the house...
soon our respect she earned..
she's so cute...she looked like a mouse (really)...

outside she would play..
in that little lawn at the side of the house..
running, jumping scampering about...
digging rabbit holes and chasing butterflies...
oh yea...she would bury bones too...
and later take them out... (i've never seen any other dog do this)

such a joy to behold...
a true companion to the man..
but little did we know..
her company was soon to end...

you see, the neighbours started whispering..
about the little cute white legs that she had...
they all started saying...
that sweety was bad luck to be had...

the cute white legs it would seem
symbolises the bereaved of the deceased...
in mourning they would be..
deck in white socks as they grieve..

the mistress heard the story and started to fear..
the master was transferred to a department not so near...
the mistress wonder bout the truth in all she heard..
wats worst the young master had a major examination just that year..

and so it was decided...
that sweety was indeed unlucky..
due to chinese superstition, her life was altered..
she was returned, but she wasn't so lucky..

-in memory of Sweety (2001)-

this is a true story....a story that i still remember till this day. I can't believe that lives could be affected just because of stupid superstition....she was the cutest of dogs...i still have her picture in my desktop..maybe one day i will put it up... to equate all the luck or fate that a family goes through to an innocent little animal...such unjustness.

Anyway the irony of it...was that..the master enjoyed his new position though he din't like it at first... and the young master...he did decently for his exams scoring 11a1 and 1b3...it would seem that the dog was a bringer of good luck instead...but due to the myopic viewpoints of humans...well..wat can i say...

i spent a week arguing the case to no avail...only to come home one day and realised she was gone. When i wanted to see her again after my exams....i was told that she passed away barely a week after she was given to a new owner.

Was it neglect by the new owner? or could she have been heartbroken? either way, we are all guilty of our actions....  ¶ 11:25 PM