A cute face is all they see, unsuspecting of the monster that lay hidden within. Confidently they approach, unknowing of their folly. Standing before it, they stoop over and reach out their hand. Tail-wagging, it presses it's cold nose briefly against the warm touch of an outstreched arm. In a flash, she snaps. Their laughter cease immediately, shock and confusion overtakes their excitement and joy.

Ladies and gentlement, i give you, Cookie, My dog.

Haha! Can't seem to comprehend the ideosyncrasies of this silly mutt sometimes. And she keeps trying to mark her territory whenever i bring her downstairs.. sheesh. A gentle yank on her leash would suffice to tell her that's not allowed though. Ahh. But on the whole i still love my dog. I mean, how could you not? Such a penetrating stare from her adorable countenance yearning for affection and attention never fails to obliterate any trace of anger that arose from her growling and snapping just 5min ago.

Oh well. Did i mention she actually gives me the dao face and turns away sometimes when i call? But really, those times i was only calling her name for the sake of it. Staying at home can be boring sometimes. Heh. Yea, poor dog!