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I'm a self-absorbed Bengali-Torontonian; Fish comes to me raw, wrappend in seaweed, not cooked in curry; I love watching thunderstorms and rain; Sad endings make more sense to me than happy ones; I hate empty walls.
In the News
Craving of the week- Dark Chocolate
Reading List- Midnight's Children
Movie review(out of 5)- 127 hours- *****
Buried- ****
That Girl in Yellow Boots- **
Love of the week- Seeing James Franco
Aim for the weekend- Watch 'Going Postal' The Movie
I'm dogsitting for someone for the next few days while they are away at their son's wedding. As their car pulls away this morning, Stanley- the high spirited one, paws away at the door and whines and cries. I try to distract him with a squeaky hedgehog (their wet smelly ball), only his half brother, Willis is persuaded. It takes me two hours, a few treats and a lot of talking (I don't want to know what the neighbours thought of my baby talks out on the patio) to get them to forget their misery and accept me as the surrogate mother for the next two days. There were real tears in Stanley's eyes.
PS: Am I in charge of watering their forest? (hope not, I have a black thumb)
1 Comments:
They have a forest?
Poor dogs! I can't believe you're dog sitting :) Well gimme your phone number if you get bored, yeah?
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