What Is Permanent?

A lot of things can cross the mind at this hour of the night ^.^ I probably should be in bed now.. but since its a Saturday already, i guess i should just leave my thoughts here. And i just had a big cuppa coffee at the market for dinner :)

Dommy's a snooooooooooozing away beside me. He's such a peaceful sight. I love taking pics of him a snoozing away. I can take pictures of the same subject over and over again but its always gives a different feel.

Why do some of us love our dogs so much? We probably love them more than our family or friends. It just happens i guess. Quite unexplainable.

Some people were commenting about this girl from their office. They say that she's obsessed with her dog. She's sad when her dog is sick. She can't eat or sleep well when her dog was hospitalised. She spent most of her time with her dog when she's not working. She can rush home during lunchtime just to feed her dog when there's no one at home.

But i don't consider that an obsession. She's just taking care of the friend that loves her most. She always felt alone i guess. Somehow her dog made her felt accepted. She is loved very much by her dog. She tails her everywhere like a shadow.

Over here in my country... people rear dogs mostly to guard their homes. Dogs are sometimes tied up their whole lives at the porch. They become the furry alarms. The dogs bark at whatever they sense that are suspicious outside the gate. In another country, it would probably be dog abuse. They don't love their dogs. They just want them to send out a big BOO! to the suspicious characters.

But mindsets are changing. People are being educated about dogcare and humane actions. You can't change the whole world overnight. But a little goes a long way.

A few weeks back, one of my colleague's nephew took his own life. He was just 17. He probably felt alone. Maybe he couldn't cope with his studies. But no one noticed that he was alone. No one saw that he was sad. No one knew he was going to end his life. Its always just a split second decision.

Everyone wants to feel accepted in a way. Most people just want to be loved.

It got me thinking about a lot of things. I stopped blogging too. I felt sad inside. At 17, he is still very much a child. This is the worst thing that could happen to any parent. You just wonder where you went wrong.

It did freaked me out a lot. I have a 17 year old here with me. Sometimes i don't know what goes on in his head. I try to spend more time talking to him. I just tell him.. be happy. That's what life is all about. Just be happy.

You may have the fanciest car or the most expensive bag in the whole world, its not permanent. You may acquire a lot of things in your life, but that's not permanent too. Love is however... constant.

Well... this curly below me sure knows how to be happy. He can sit by me the whole day... and when i give him a glance, he'll jump up in glee. How not to love him more.

Have a great weekend folks. Goodnight to all of you. The caffeine is finally weaning off me -.-