A beautiful day without you

I was walking home from work a couple of days ago and I saw this expat walking his two pet dogs. They were of the toy dog variety, thus rather adorable. Then, one dog started moving towards me & decided to start shitting on the grassy patch facing me. I couldn't help but break into a wide smile. Now I associate shitting dogs with J simply because he mentioned something or somebody was "shivering like a shitting dog". Haha.

On another note, this morning, as I was chatting to my mom in her room, I happened to notice a familiar looking object in her closet - I can't believe I found his Vietnamese communist red star tee in my dad's t-shirt rack. HAHA. Oh boy.