Cookie Jar
Yesterday was Cookie’s 5th Death Anniversary. I still dream of her regularly. Although I’m slowly coming to terms about losing her, the pain of not having her around still lingers every now and then. Periodically, I think of her and tear, sometimes on the public transport and especially when I see another dog. It’s not that I don’t wanna get another dog, but it has never been “the right time”.
The place we living now do not allow pets, but KL promise me that the moment we get our own place, we’ll get one before we even shop for furniture.
Now Cookie rest in peace in a little porcelain jar in my room in Singapore. Coincidentally, Daddy took it out to show my friends and relatives when they visited him last week. Dad calls it, “Hazy’s Cookie Jar”. *sigh…so corny!