Whenever I drive to the mall carpark for my lunch. This stray settles right next to my car. Usually she just loafs around like a piece of driftwood. I always bring something for her. I used to work and live in a plantation. I am fond of dogs. And we have kindred connection. Most of the security guards have been trying to catch this stray for at least a year. They see it in the CCTV. But for some mysterious reason, they all can’t figure where it stays….I’ve got an idea, but I am not telling. Whenever any of those panting security guards ask me whether I have seen a dog in the carpark….I always shrug my shoulders and give them that look as if they’re asking me about ghost…..ghost dog. That’s her name.
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