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Tracy desu yo, pessimist and world’s worst procrastinator. Uni student with still a lot of things to learn. Interests include otome games, Naruto and Japanese.

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written on Wednesday, October 8, 2014 @ 11:50 PM ✈

When I read through my diary that I used to write so much in when I was little I realise just how much I really liked animals. I got my diary around the year 2000, and I used to write about how I was allergic to dog fur, how owning a puppy would be impossible since no one would be around to be able to feed it 4 times a day, things like that. Then there was this time I wanted chicks lol. And finally, I wrote about how rabbits would be perfect as they only need to be fed twice a day and didn't require walking.

And I won't go into a long winded story but when I finally got to meet you guys it felt like I waited ages for it. Honestly never though my parents would let me have a pet. I was so surprised, but I already had names ready. I won't forget that day in April 2003, when at dinner dad said if we finished our food we could have a surprise. I was way too excited and so I couldn't finish my dinner and felt disappoint because then I wouldn't get to see the surprise. But dad took us outside and that's when I saw the hutch. That was the day I got to meet Lucy and Peter.

Lucy will always be special. Even if it sounds dumb, she was the smartest thing ever. Back then, Peter really didn't like people so Lucy would be the one I could play with. Every time I came home from school, she'd be the one right at the gate to greet me. She was the one who would come running from the other side of the yard to us if we called, and she of course taught Peter to do it too. She was the one who knew to poop in one spot even though we never designated one. She made Peter do it too. We used a big piece of gyprock to fence off the area behind our garage as there were holes in the fence which they could use to escape to the neighbour's backyard. Yet almost everyday I would find Lucy on the other side and I would have no idea how because that thing was at least 1.5m tall. Obviously she would jump over it but how?

I think I was the only one who got to see this, but one time when I went to chase her out of there I saw her jump up onto the milk crate which keeps the gyprock up, grab ONTO the brick wall of the garage, and then jump over the gyprock. Still, I have no idea how she got over it in the first place as there is no milk crate on the other side for extra height...

Even though Lucy brought so much to my life, that day when the dog got to her I couldn't even do anything (no, she wasn't injured externally). She acted strangely for days afterwards, always hiding under this bush in our backyard when usually she loved hanging with people. I knew something was wrong but my parents wouldn't let me do anything about it.

And then, that day 10 years ago from today. Lucy, even though I only got to know you for a short one and a half years, it meant a lot. That day, I made a promise. Even though the path I'm on right now is a little different to what I promised, I hope it's still okay. Thanks for being there for me when I was a kid.

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