Every evening without fail, Teddy will be at the door staring at it without moving, waiting for me to bring him out. I’m not sure exactly how long he stared or what’s going through his mind during that time. All I know is that he will wags his tail excitedly upon seeing me open the door. Every Tuesday evening I won’t be able to walk him because of my BSF, and I will feel guilty.¬†Perhaps I should change his walk to the morning?

I guess there’s nothing much to look forward to in a dog’s life except for their walk every day. And it’s the responsibility of its owner to at least provide that. Oh well, I wish I can duplicate myself sometimes, but I guess I’ll just need to treat Teddy better everyday for now.

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