Pacco's Only-Child Syndrome

Harlow everydoggie and hammie, is me, Shadow boy hijacking Ms Pacco's blog for a moment, just to expressed some of my thoughts. I'm a furry Jack Russell Terrier, aged approximately 2. I don't bark, but whine alot, just like a puppy. I had the tendency to cock my head to aside when people communicate with me regardless whether they are praising or scolding, just to look mere innocent afterall. Who on earth can stand this lovely face of mine?

People said woman equals disaster and their mood change faster than the weather. I never came to believe it until I meet Pacco de Mongrel. She's the mafia and bandit at the training ground, that I knew earlier. But now I wish to reveal 'The Inconvenient Truth' about her. Sorry, this is nothing about Al Gore.

Don't believe a word coming out from the dishonent Pacco. She's a sick dog, suffered from the 'Only-Child Syndrome'. In her dictionary, there's no such thing as 'SHARING'! Everything must be HERS. She possess the 3S quality, selfish, stubborn and stingy.

1st symptom : threatening me to get off my bedding by showing me her devil's fang. Scary.

~ Isn't she looks scary ~

2nd symptom : stucking her big butt onto my small bed. Pray that she got stuck there forever and unable to come off.

3rd symptom : still manage to sleep albeit feeling uncomfortable. She's a Freak.

~ She stinks my bed ~

4th symptom : Fast-eating DUEL! It seems like a battle among the Nazi and Russian during dinner time with all the kibble resemble mines all around the floor. Then I act like minesweeper.

5th symptom: Wrestling session. I suppose to be in Feather-weight category and yet she pawn me like a prawn.

6th symptom : Guarding the laptop to forbid me to blog

Phew! After I went to lodge a complaint to the authority, aka her Ms Owner. She got kick out from the indoor. Haha!! That's something to be celebrate. Bring me the champagne.

I'm planning an ambush. Shhhh...... She's sleeping there and I will make my move to jump down and crash on her. Bye bye Pacco. Say your last word.

~ Pacco : What did you just said about me? ~

~ Shadow : Oh, nothing. I gotta make a move. Excuse me. ~

Seems like my plan for ambush go haywired. Is time for me to head home and plan for my next move. The location will likely be at the training ground. So long for now. Till me meet next time.

P/s: Think twice before getting married. Everyone is not what they seems to be.

Penned by Shadow boy.