I have adopted a puppy since 13 years ago, while I was Form 4 in 1994. I named her “Doggie”. She is a super glue and the all time bodyguard to my mom. No stranger is allowed to come near my house or my mom.
There was one afternoon in March 2007, while I was surfing in the living room, a gas lorry came. Mom asked me to quickly bring doggie upstairs, for the gas boy to replace the new gas tank. We never expect she could came down from the staircase by herself anymore because she is weak and seriously lake of calcium at the joints just like my dad. But during that day, she tumbling down from the staircase after barking for a while, just the sack to protect mom and chased the gas boy away.
Mom was very touched by doggie’s courages to protect herself, and to learn how important she is to her youngest daughter.
