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sister's dog died. max. that greedy thing ate itself to death. literally.
this dog was sent to live at her bf's house (sorry... finace) cos they have 3 dogs and my mum didnt want to house so many. so we kept 2 here and sent max over. his parents spoil their animals... give him anything and eveything to eat. and max doesnt seem to know his limits. he steals whatever food he can get his paws on. so, last night, he ate 1kg, seriously, 1 kilogram, of dried sweet potatoes. he bloated up so much but didnt appear to be in discomfort. so they just let him be. this morning, he was dead. just like that. apparently he was breathing shallowly, but i think he was roughly gone when they found him. his mum said that "max [was] waiting to see [my sister] then he'll let go"

i liked max alot... much better than that silly yap of a chihuahua (raisin) or muffin. although i am quite fond of muffin. but i think i'm too immune to pets dying. kinda... too used to it. maybe ii'm just apathetic. if i feel sad, its cos i feel bad for my sister and cos the way max died was really... dumb.

so ppl, dont eat 1 kg of dried sweet potatoes k. its bad for life.
o, max was a golden retriever. he is presently 2 feet under my mango tree at the end of my garden...
beautiful dog. posed for quite a few photo shoots...
guess i like big dogs. small dogs have this really irritating high pitched thing about them... and they always get under your feet and then yelp the house down making everyone rush sympathetically to its rescue. like my ex-neighbour's pomenarian. it was so DUMB. they opened their auto-gate one day and it happilly charged out and banged into a car that was passing by. as it, it banged into the side of the car, not got run over by the car. hahaha...