Yesterday (or should I say the day before?), I found a dog. Ummm. Close to midnight at the void deck near the carpark on the 6th? My first lost dog! Haha. Okay I sound retarded. Anyway, although I've never picked up a lost dog before, I know friends who have had. I know the usual procedures for a found dog, but at that time of the night? It just had to wait.
Thierry was angry, but he didn't run away when the doggy approached him. Snowball was very curious, kept following the doggy around (I think she couldn't recognize a dog under that fluff). Muffin was terrified and refused to leave the scratching post, preferring to watch from high ground.
In the morning....... I woke up to people talking in my room. Mum and a couple in my room. =.= Hahaha. She heard the lady calling "Ah Mui Ah Mui" at the stairs and went to ask her about it. Turns out, they're the owners! And they live above us, not at the next block! And they've just moved in! Turns out, MuiMui the Shih Tzu sneaked out between the grilles of the gate which were a little too wide and went out for a walk. I have no idea how she managed so many flight of stairs. Haha Amazing.
And I had good news today! Haha. Is that good karma from yesterday? =D