langkau fiction

I woke up and looked at my watch. 5.43am. More or less my usual wake up time. It didn’t take me long to get off the couch. Went to the kitchen to warm up the dog’s food. All five of them outside were already biting each other, with Chelum being the common victim.

“It’s that like your way of greeting me in the morning, by biting each other?” I asked them. They looked at me, wagged their tails and continued snapping at each other. Silly dogs.

My dogs don’t seem to know how to sleep at night. They bark at random movements outside the house in the middle of the night. All of them howl when there’s a siren and they’ll only stop when you tell them to stop. Even then, you’d have to shout at them.

This fellow discovered that his life isn’t worth living anymore. So, he decided to jump into the water and drown himself.

What a pity…

I saw some guys drinking Tigers at the kedai kopi this morning while I had my breakfast. That’s Sarawak lah, I thought. hhm…dang! I need some beers now. Ciao!