BlueBlue in real

I missed my BlueBlue the whole day especially for those enforced regular hours in that cube under that central air-conditioned deadly dull environment.

It’s normal for him to be naughty but please I pay to wish he knows where to use his toilet, not my kitchen my shoes my sofa my table and my bed, please. I know it still taking time to adjust. But it’s quite amazed that it’s not that horrible to handle his poo poo (even though in worse IBS conditions, just may be too much apple for him the day before), of course for sure it’s still quite a kind the most disgusting routine cleaning additions for each BlueBlue’s healthy day.

So after cleaning BlueBlue’s leftover and seeing he finished the dinner, now it’s the best time of the day. He is resting quietly and lying under my chair. I can enjoy the peaceful comfort to online order his favorite food and do some random surfing. I love the fact that I go less online for nothing when BlueBlue is here. I just love this kind of life.


Well about my good nice shoes, I threw it away finally. Besides, I also removed the fence to the kitchen, and locking my shoes in the shelf.

Once the curiosity has gone, my kitchen is safe =)