Marriage

Loving someone is different from living with someone for life. Usually we dont see the different when both are in love....its only after the marriage, that we stayed together, that we found faults of each other, or take granted of each other. Its hard to live with a person who is totally different background than yours. I had a failure marriage...my ex. drank too much.

Being a rich family girl, i got my pride too....never go back or cry
to my parents. I also had a hard time with my in laws at that time. Imagine a so called cinderalla ended up having to do housework in the new home. Was even told by my in laws, that i need to do all the houseworks before joining my parents for lunch during week ends. Cried to myself most of the nights. Regrets never listen to my parents advise.

I have three children....all not highly educated as my sisters' children. I really look down on myself for my failure in marriage and upbringing of children. My whole life was miserable....and i only found myself useful now after taking up grooming course. I met friends, friend like Ann, Yin, gene, quin and lovdog.com's members and friends whom i met over the net.....friends like John, Yves and Ron. All the friends i met are much much younger than me , but they really treat me as friends. Ann and yin are my classmates in grooming course...and we always went for dinner after our class that is around 11.30pm.

I found my happiness after having dogs and also after i joined the grooming class.

My Home

Growing up in a rich family, am really a spoiled girl. Never do housework, got driver to fetch to and fro school and anywhere else. Wasnt allowed to join classmates for any outings...gee...being a rich family's child, life is horrible...no freedom like the rest of the children. Still remember once i sneaked out in bicycle with my classmates when my parents were out somewhere, and was caught by my parent's workers, and was really beaten up when arriving home.

My life and my children's life is so so much different. When i was young, i wasnt even allow to argue with my parents. Look at the children nowadays, if the parents were to scold them or beat them, the first thing came out from their mouth is "I will report you to police" or "i am leaving the house". The younger generations dont have the respect to the parents like we had before. Althought i dont have the freedom i had like my children, i will still say i had a nice life.




My house in my home town is big, planted with rumbutan, durian, mango trees. It is situated in a small out of place town. Everyone in this town know everyone, so no way can i escape being noticed. Also my family are really pets lovers. House full of birds, dogs, goose, chicken, fish, squirels. I really miss my young life where i was surrounded with all the animals. Missed the joy of eating rumbutans under the tree early the morning. Gee....the taste is so much different if you are to eat it early the morning right from the tree.

Its only after my parents death, that i really started to miss them...missed my mother's cooking, missed my father's available helps when i was in trouble. Missed the happy, laughing family we had before. All these only when you loose something only then you know the value of it.

Oh My Lovely Children

Although i have 3 children, none can really compare with my 6 dogs. Dogs are much much more good companions than your own children. Some may say i am crazy but i will still stick to what i said.

I started to have encouter with dogs when i was young. My parents breed Doberman, GSD. The only problem was at that time, we dont really treat the dogs like people now, we breed them as guard dog...living outdoor. It is only after i got married at age 27, i owned my own dogs. The first one was Dobermann given to me by my father, she was named Beauty. She was really a Beauty, black and tan in color, and one who always attacked my 2nd brother from behind. Followed by her, i was given two english cocker spaniels by my husband's muslim friend. They were georgeous. But as thing werent that good at the time, also because we were moving house, i had to transfer three of them back to my parents' house after 5 yrs of having them. They died happily there, with lots of space to run.