Early morning around 745am, angel boy called and informed me our baby is limping!!!!
I woke up almost instantly even though I was already awake. My poor boy lost his balance, fell and even rolled once over the hard concrete floor during his morning stroll. Grasp! Roll lor my god! The concrete floor leh … the black road path leh! My heart flopped.
Angel boy told me this irritating stray cat popped out from nowhere, tried to irritate my boy and childish as it is, after provoking him, it sped off damn quickly. I bet my boy was angered, (he has morning temper I guess, just not as bad as his mummy!) and decided to chase after that rascal. But he forgotten he was being leashed and there is only that amount of length the leash can go and it ended up with angel boy and baby having a tug of war. And when baby uses his mighty force, trust me, he can get damn uncontrollable. And so, both sides use force, you pull I pull, ended with my tiny sweet pea losing his balance and thud! he went.
