Journey of a Dream

Unlike other people whose love for dogs developed since childhood, mine only started when I was Form 5. I love any dogs, especially Oreo, Milo & Milo's puppies, but I also had compassion on the stray ones. One day as I was walking up the stairs, a shabby stray dog sat pitifully in front of me. Stupidly, I tried to pat it's head. Without warning, it just attacked my hand. As a result, I had to see the doc for the tetanus jab. The scar is still evident on my right hand. This time round, I still haven't learnt the lesson but instead of a dog, this painful bite is from a human.