A month 
Thursday, August 24, 2006 
My beloved Niki had gone for a month. It was really painful 30 days ago. The pain still remains. His memory is still much alive in the house.

Whenever the phone rings, I'm still waiting for his barking before I picked the phone.
Whenever I open my room door, I'm still waiting for him to run into my room.
Whenever I return home, I'm still hoping he was there to welcome me with wagging tail.

But it's not going to happen anymore - and I'd missed him so.: hug niki :
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