Taku : Wooofff ! woofff ! What a boring weekend ?
Patrick : Issit ? But I am busy wor ... reading my book.
Taku : Boring la ... you are always busy with YOUR work ... woofff !
Patrick : OKla .. OKla .. what you suggest ?
Taku : I suggest ? Hmmmm .....
Patrick : Yea ... yea ...
Taku : Take me for a walk. Woofff ! Take me for a walk. Woofff !
Patrick : OK. Good to do some exercise. You are getting fat.
Taku : You too ! So when ?
Patrick : Later in the afternoon. You go sleep first.
Taku : Cheh ! I knew it.
Patrick : But it is noon la now. Hot la.
Taku eagerly waited for his evening outing.
Taku : Arrrrrrwwwww ... so tired. You made me walked two hours. Too much ... too much. You made me either sleep too much, eat too much or exercise too much. Too extreme. Woooooof ... puufff
Taku : Ouch ... my muscle cramped ... help.
Taku was so tired and he just laid down on hard concrete floor the whole night.
And slowly falling into sleep. I could happily go out with friends and leaving him alone in my room.
After dinner, after I was back home, he was still sleeping. Weak dog. Need more exercise but maybe not too much.
