But I would be lying if I said that Zubby did not take my mind off him.
He does. Although I find myself making comparisons. I don't know if it was because they were such varying individuals but Chubby is definitely MUCH smarter than Zu. Maybe it had something to do with their breeds. Or maybe, as Mum says, it could just be that Chubby was an old dog.
I hate using past tense when I mention about Chubby.
When I was 13 and came down with Dengue Fever, Chubby stayed by my bedside and never left.
When I wake up in the mornings, he would laze around with me until whatever time I chose to wake up.
Now Zu and I.. are greatly lacking in this area of camaraderie.
I leave my alarm clock on during the weekends, so that when it sounds, I will just turn it off and continue sleeping (the way Zu always continued sleeping when I woke up and had to prepare to leave for work during the weekdays).
Now sometimes Zu would not be able to continue sleeping after it rang. He would irritate the hell out of me by doing things like pulling the blanket away, or even worse, trying to rip my smelly pillow into shreds and I would have to snatch it from him.
Remember how I told everyone how early I woke up during the weekends to play L4D2? No prizes in guessing who played a great hand in ensuring I woke up early ...
... But over time, the more lazy weekend mornings we spent together, the more he learnt that there were days I didn't have to drag my lazy arse out of the bed and get to work.
He gradually got lazy as well and is slowly tuning into the weekend mode of how he SHOULD still continue sleeping after the alarm goes off at 6+ in the morning.
But I however, adjusted to my early wake-up timings. So there I was, watching a video of how he was so adorably retrieving his Stitch soft toy when I asked him "Where's Stitch, Zu, where's Stitch?"
Basically it was this video:
So there I was on a lazy Sunday morning, watching watching the video while still lying in bed with my head facing the ceiling and the phone upside-down in mid-air.
I was very rudely shocked when apparently, Zu, who heard my recorded voice in the video asking "where's Stitch?", decided to plop the softoy on my face to make me 'shut up'.
