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Fluffy, a neighbouring family’s beloved dog, passed away slightly over a month ago.

The last time I saw her, she was on a trolley ‘cos she was too weak to walk after yet another operation.

Squatted down, chatted with her for a bit, & said goodbye... not knowing that it was a goodbye for good.

She died in their maid’s arms, the latter who cried her heart out & couldn’t work properly for a month.

I know the feeling; I went through pretty much the same when Zizy passed away.

A part of you dies when something so dear is taken away.

Rest in peace, Fluffy, beloved.

We’ll miss you.

Visited Mr. Yeo again with la famiglia in tow, & I was pleasantly surprised by his strong grip on my hand... heck, it was even a bit painful at times.

Not that I’m complaining.

& when I chatted with him, he was actually able to vocalise a fair bit, which is a great improvement since I saw him last Friday.

Every time he smiled, it just gave one that little bit more hope.

He’s due for an appointment next Tuesday, & Mrs. Yeo hopes that he can be moved on to solids. Thus far, he’s been taking a liquid diet via a tube, which is uncomfortable to say the least.

They’re such a sweet old couple, it’s kinda hard not to wish that they were my grandparents... especially considering the fact that I haven’t any left alive.

Sure, Mr. Yeo wasn’t subtle about his disapproval of GC not having a stable job previously, but let’s face it, people from my own generation weren’t comfortable with the notion either.

He’s first & foremost an animal lover (a rarity in his generation), & that’s all that matters to me.

I’ll just carry on visiting whenever I can.

Besides, Siobhan has a great time playing with Snowy, their Golden Retriever, who is manja as heck... & a glutton for fruits to boot.

Mrs. Yeo reprimands him when he comes begging... but one has to have a heart of stone not to slip the sweet fella some tidbits on the sly.