With an extremely heavy heart, I bid Chester goodbye today. Always remembered, baby Chester When I first brought Chester home, he was evidently different. He was about 4 weeks' old and unlike most puppies his age, Chester was very calm. He had no interest in Shelty and was pretty much satisfied wandering around the brother's room. When I let them out, unlike Nova who was chasing after Shelty's tail, Chester took each step with extreme caution and carefully explored every corner. He was so, so small and gentle. Even though he was afraid, he let me pick him up and he let me comfort him in my arms. As I stroked him, I told him: You're a gem, Chester, you really are. And I hope you know that because you deserve so much more. I was really sorry when I sent him away - sorry because I couldn't give him a home, sorry because I wish I could've given him more. When I received news of his condition (right from the initial stages), I didn't think much a...

Finally put my mind to down to dedicating a post to my favourite fur-friend. ☺ Most of you, by now, should already know I've a dog, which I affectionately call Baby  or Shelty . He's been such a great source of strength and comfort to me since he stumbled into my life and that's probably the main reason why I'm penning this post - I want to remember him. Shelty's been with us for… close to 9 years now. We first brought him home when he was merely 7 months old. He hasn't changed very much since then. Judging from his name, Shelty is a Shetland Sheepdog. But, unlike the local ones you see, Shelty's pretty big . He was born and bred in Australia and although we were told he's a pedigree dog (meaning he's pure breed), we suspect he's a cross between a Collie and a Shetland Shelty, fully grown It was Vesak Day 2006. I remember because I had just entered Sec 1 and days before, my school arranged this event for us to purchase our tablet PCs...