Babe is now looking at me with those eyes and I feel so guilty to leave him for the whole time while I'm in Singapore. You know I never knew having a dog could be so... unbearable. I mean in the sense that I love babe so much I can't imagine not spending time with him. Sometimes it's like I catch his gaze across the room and we look at each other and I smile, and babe, he comes over wagging his tail and plops himself by my feet and uses it as his pillow. Or starts to lick it.

And sometimes, he can actually jump and bring his front paws onto the top of his crate because I accidentally left his treats there.

He refuses to 'sit' unless I treat him.

The past weekend we all drove four hours out of town to a mountain where we rented a two-storey. My cousins bought rabbits on the way and one night the rabbits escaped from their box and hopped out of the kitchen. I was the only one awake since I was waiting for babe to poo and I dashed to the dining where they were and he followed me. When he saw the rabbits he lunged for one of them and realised ohnotheyarentdogs and he ran away until I got the rabbits back into their boxes.

Also there I brought him jogging one morning and he found a patch of grass, lay down, started chewing grass and refused to budge. A car drove by and I walked over to him and the lady wound down her window and shoved a shih tzu at her window and babe, he carried his butt to the door of the car. The lady and I talked awhile and he just sat there looking at Roxie. He is three months. What happens when he is three?

I gave babe three towels since he loves them so much he can stay with them for three hours and not move and I handwash them everyday.

I feel guilty when I leave him alone.

My babe eats like a pig.

I have separation anxiety!

I love my babe as much as I love anything else.

In fact my brother is more troublesome than he is. 

I have to stop! Guilt is overwhelming me!