I LOVE YOU, MA…can you feel it?

After having dinner tonight, I thought of making me a dessert…mixture of caramel ice cream, mascarpone cheese, pieces of bitter cookies and Amaretto. Hubby only wanted a cup of coffee and a donut as pambara. With the bowl of my dessert in hand, I sat down on the sofa and started eating…all this time, Charlie my pug was watching me and he knew that he’ll get some of it when I’m done. And so he got his share. But I had to give him just a bit, cos it was too sweet. I said ‘no more’ but of course he had seen that there was more in the bowl, so he wasn’t convinced and followed me in the kitchen when I got up. Still giving me an eye, begging for more dessert, I said ‘no, you had enough sweets for today’. I then turned around and start to wash the dishes when I felt a slight ‘thug’ against my leg, I thought Charlie must be leaning against my leg which he often does when I’m in the kitchen. I turned around to give him a pat when I saw him raising his hind leg and starts peeing against my leg!! He peed on me! but can you stay mad at this face? I can’t! Never. Husband sometimes wishes that he’s Charlie, who could get away with everything! (So was Charlie mad for not getting more sweets?) But this wasn’t the first time that I got peed on by an animal. Our neighbor’s cat (RIP) also did numbers on me..on my leg, on my bike and on my shoes. Bram was a male cat who was quite attached to me, than to his own boss. Probably I have this thing they call ‘animal magnetism’..what say you? ——————— while posting this, look what my husband emailed me just now: