Ollie decided to walk me home today. For those who don’t know Ollie, he is the dog who killed my cat. I am extremely upset about that for those who know me. However, this time around, he seems to show me a lot of respect and seems to like me a lot more than before.
I am just wondering what happens to the cat soul after she died, a part of me believes she lives on through Ollie and some part of her remembers me.
Ahh, that is the romantic idea floating in my head. Sometimes I just want to slap the stupid dog, but I am sure his 1 bite will hurt me for a long time. Sigh, I do wish I live in a big house, big enough to have a few dogs. Perhaps I will grow old here, it’s not a bad place.