All Good Things…

My trip has come to an end and tomorrow I go back to the same old routine. No more lazing about in bed watching TV and playing with snowy. Wont be troubling dad or mom or go screaming from one room to the other. Lol. Ya I know its sounds crazy, but when you have a dog at home that chases you all around? Its fun! *Sigh*…

I really don’t want to go back. Wish I could stay at home forever but like dad says, I will probably start snapping everyone’s head off after a while! So back to my second home, filled with laughter, problems, mischief, complaints and tears. That’s hostel life for you.

In the hostel there is a rule we all follow- anyone who gets to go home has to come back with goodies!
My bag is filled with more food than clothes. I always pack light, that way I don’t have to carry an extra bag for all the food. I just hate overloading when I am traveling rather have one bag and be done with it.

Have you ever realized that we kinda accumulate all kind of junk while we are living somewhere else? My room is filled with it. I would probably have to leave half of it behind at my aunt’s place when I leave the hostel. Kinda sad actually, leaving the hostel I mean.

God! I sound horrible! Eeeeeeeeeeee!!

Ok bring in the good mood no sad thoughts no no no!
I am still looking around for the good mood to strike me. I see snowy sleeping, his paws are moving; probably some doggie dream where he is chasing cats all over the place. Could be crows, other dogs or the newspaper guy. Hmmm…
Lucky guy, gets to run around come back all dirty and has the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. With eyes like those you really cant be strict with him. Yes, I have spoilt him rotten. The whole family did.

That reminds me, a friend of mine actually “barked” a greeting to my dog today. *Wicked grin*
I just forgot to tell her that she was on the speakerphone. ROTFL! * (Mom was quite amused, don’t worry she thought it was cute)*