Day by day, box after boxes, suddenly the memories of staying in this house for 21years come flooding back. Memories which were once a blur are now crystal clear.
I still remember those days when I used to play around the big red carpet which once lined the living hall floor. The carpet was my island and my adventures were a mix of being "on the island" and "off the island" in the "ocean" (the cold marble floor)
I still remember when my dad & mom would go out for their formal functions, leaving me home alone but never without entertainment. Dad would always buy me my favorite cartoons on videotape(no such thing as VCDs or DVDs back then) and I'd be content just sitting on the couch watching away. Bless you Dad, Rest in Peace. I will always love you.
Then there were the times we would play badminton every evening. Using the gate as a makeshift net. More often than not I'd hit the shuttlecock a little too hard and too high, and it would land on the roof. Dad would then grab the ladder, climb up & retrieve the shuttle. Haha.
I've had a total of 3 dogs and 2 cats as pets here. My 1st dog, Ramzie. My 2nd dog, Jasmine, both of which died of old age & my 3rd dog, Bow..which we had to give away because it was just way too hyperactive.
My 2 cats were Leslie & Pepsi (haha don't ask me why we named it after a soft drink giant). Leslie was bit by a snake and Pepsi was the "replacement". My parents even got me the exact same breed & color. Pepsi eventually ran away like most cats do. Though I suspect that his offspring and his offspring's offsprings are still around 'til this day.
It's hard to imagine that very soon, I would have to remember a new address. The unfamiliarity of things scares me. To come home to a completely foreign place, the smell of a foreign place, and yet still call that place HOME. It's going to be tough. VERY tough.
My December..
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