I Wished I Had (1)
The landlady dropped by this early evening to collect her post as well as to pass me a spare set of keys.
Our lil mascot Yumi happily greeted her at the door. Dear landlady then revealed that she's a dog lover herself with two Shih-Tzus and a golden retriever. As all who came to know Yumi, her bloodline puzzles them. A rottie lookalike who has the build of a .... toy breed? Yes she ultimately asked the questions that I've answered too many times, she's a mutt. And I'm proud to say that she is a mutt. With people who purchases dogs to "show off", mutt is a forbidden word. Her expression changed and the swiftly so did the topic.
I wished I had gone into the subject of people being superficial using everything they have to show off their wealth, including the breed of dogs they have. But trying to keep a good relationship with the landlady is a priority since this is just the beginning of our stay, I swallowed my words.
I Wished I had (2)
Yumi sat by the gate, indicating her need to do her business. Fine, grabbed my keys, her leash and a poopie bag and off we went. She's glad to have a breather while I on the other hand taking time off the chores.
Seeing that there's kids at the playground, I dragged her away from that area.
At this point her lil friend Bryan/ Brandon appeared, along side with some familiar faces, all so excited to see pickle. With their pleas of her making a guest appearance at the playground, and she's on leash anyway, just swing by to say hello to the rest of the kids.
As her lil friends eagerly played with her, a white car stopped next to the area (I'm Venus, therefore most cars to me would be classified according to colours). A lady popped her head out and commented that I should know better that dogs are not allowed in the playground area, and apparently that that's a sign that said so. To be fair, she sounds pretty friendly and did end that sentence with a smile.
I wished I had told her that her so called sign is written for locals,.... don't expect a foreigner to understand. If you want all to do so, please kindly write in English as well. But then I thought, with the ministry of education here debating whether they should remove English as a teaching media, and even with that in use at the moment, majority of their English is still weak, the extra signs would only be for minorities.
And plus if I'd to keep my mouth shut, most would think that I'm a local anyway.
I wished I had gone into theories with her, but figured its just a waste of my time, and she isn't exactly hostile. I smiled, apologized and walked off.
The landlady dropped by this early evening to collect her post as well as to pass me a spare set of keys.
Our lil mascot Yumi happily greeted her at the door. Dear landlady then revealed that she's a dog lover herself with two Shih-Tzus and a golden retriever. As all who came to know Yumi, her bloodline puzzles them. A rottie lookalike who has the build of a .... toy breed? Yes she ultimately asked the questions that I've answered too many times, she's a mutt. And I'm proud to say that she is a mutt. With people who purchases dogs to "show off", mutt is a forbidden word. Her expression changed and the swiftly so did the topic.
I wished I had gone into the subject of people being superficial using everything they have to show off their wealth, including the breed of dogs they have. But trying to keep a good relationship with the landlady is a priority since this is just the beginning of our stay, I swallowed my words.
I Wished I had (2)
Yumi sat by the gate, indicating her need to do her business. Fine, grabbed my keys, her leash and a poopie bag and off we went. She's glad to have a breather while I on the other hand taking time off the chores.
Seeing that there's kids at the playground, I dragged her away from that area.
At this point her lil friend Bryan/ Brandon appeared, along side with some familiar faces, all so excited to see pickle. With their pleas of her making a guest appearance at the playground, and she's on leash anyway, just swing by to say hello to the rest of the kids.
As her lil friends eagerly played with her, a white car stopped next to the area (I'm Venus, therefore most cars to me would be classified according to colours). A lady popped her head out and commented that I should know better that dogs are not allowed in the playground area, and apparently that that's a sign that said so. To be fair, she sounds pretty friendly and did end that sentence with a smile.
I wished I had told her that her so called sign is written for locals,.... don't expect a foreigner to understand. If you want all to do so, please kindly write in English as well. But then I thought, with the ministry of education here debating whether they should remove English as a teaching media, and even with that in use at the moment, majority of their English is still weak, the extra signs would only be for minorities.
And plus if I'd to keep my mouth shut, most would think that I'm a local anyway.
I wished I had gone into theories with her, but figured its just a waste of my time, and she isn't exactly hostile. I smiled, apologized and walked off.
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