Overcoming Cynophobia: The first encounters

4th August (Meeting Mum and Dada) – We visited Yuuki in his place. Yuuki is so adorable and he behaved like an angel. In my mind I said: “If you will always be like this, how can I feel fear? Never.

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The Bf tried tried to wake him by gently rubbing his tummy. He was awake for some seconds though, then fell back to sleep. I guess he is too young to be hyper, yet. Which is a good thing for me. HaHa!

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We could’ve have brought him home but decided not to because he is only 3 weeks old. He is too fragile for a first timer like me.

13th August (Baby Sitting) – My brother’s girlfriend dropped Yuuki at our house so I could baby sit the pup while she’ll be away for some hours. This was our second meeting and it kind of served as a little practice for me. That day I discovered that aside from being a sleepy head the chap is a sweet little thing too! He loves to sleep over a human’s chest. Whoa!

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I can’t wait to have him at our house permanently.

21st August (Preparations for his coming) – We went out to shop for puppy stuff. Aside the fact that it is costly, I’d say it was a fun thing to do. We got him a bed, a carry bag, puppy food, milk, and vitamins.

By the way, at the mall we’ve seen a few puppies but I still felt that I don’t want to be near them. 😦

27th August (Welcome Home Boy!) – After a visit with my dentist we went to see Yuuki and this time to bring him home!

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Overcoming Cynophobia: My hope, my Yuuki

Contrary to my last post the puppy is more like a hope to me.

I was in the midst of sadness, confusion, and madness that time. I was asking a lot of questions to Him. Why? What? Where? I was like what the hell is happening Bruh! So I tested my what? Faith? That I asked for something impossible and astonished it was given right away. It was surreal ’cause I planned a lot of things, did them accordingly and was only given shit. But He gave me a puppy when I asked for one. To me the puppy was like a little gift of hope. So I named him Yuuki it means gentle hope.

Chia

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I still can’t believe I will have a puppy. I am also surprised that I feel excited about it. A cynophobic is excited to have a dog? That doesn’t sound right in every angle, girl!

What’s inside the mind of a cynophobic?

For everyone who have read 20 Facts about Me are probably aware that I have a fear of dogs.

Flash back to my childhood days – I was playing “run away” from my aunt on a street of our subdivision when a dog ran after me. I tripped, fell on the ground and he jumped over me. It was a big, black, and scary dog. Luckily, the owner was there. Since then I see dogs as beasts. A creature that will not just bite but eat me. Something that hides its beastly form under a cute angelic face. They scare me when I see one, their barks sends chills to my veins and a vibe of death if they ever get close to me. That’s how I see them for a very long time.

Coincidentally,  my boyfriend likes dogs and they like him too. To me he is like a knight sans the shining armor who protects me from my own beasts. Aww.. How sweet? (For the knowledge of everyone, stray/street dogs are usual here in our country.) With one touch he turns these monsters back to being a dog. Getting a beast dog for the both of us is like a punch of joke. I always tease him that if we have one it should be kept inside an aquarium. If you are a dog lover you probably feel disgusted of me and that idea by now.

I had a crazy idea a month ago – this was the month when odds were against my plans. It was a crazy month for me. I thought of having a dog. For someone who is scared of dogs that is like a suicidal wish. Ha! Lucky I was, my brother’s girlfriend posted photos of their newly born puppies on Facebook and candidly I asked if I can have one. Guess what? She said yes. LOLs! I told my boyfriend about it and said he would buy the puppy for me. Woah! I can’t believe I am getting my suicidal wish. Or maybe it is not a bad idea at all. What do you think? 🙂

XO: Chia

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Who cares?

 

I care too much about what other people will say, think, and feel.

I am conscious whether I am doing it right or wrong.

I always worry about the “what if”, and “what may”.

I fear what my eyes couldn’t see.

Having second thoughts whenever things go opposite of what was planned.

But I call myself dauntless for seeking thrills.

 

I say okay even it isn’t.

I keep silent even though I wanted to scream.

I laugh so I could hold back my tears.

I show confidence when hiding is my first option.

Always doubting myself when it’s me who should first believe.

But I claim to have a brave heart for standing still.

Now I am confused of who I really am.

Am I nothing but a wallflower wishing to be a white rose?

 

Chia

 

Three day quote challenge: Day 3

 

What I am up to lately? The assignment-Sss I have to do for the fashion styling workshop I am enrolled at. The assignments are really challenging it is our instructor’s way of baptism by fire, but I am enjoying it so far (Honestly and no bs!).

So for my last entry on this quote challenge, I am sharing with you all the inspiring words from Joseph Chilton Pearce. This has been my creative mantra since the first creative assignment was given to us.

I hope this would help boost the creativity in you.

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(Photo source: https://www.etsy.com/listing/64755739/hello-cherie-8×10-creative-life)

For this Challenge, the rules are:

  1.  Post three consecutive days.
  2.  You can pick one or three quotes per day.
  3.  Challenge three different bloggers per day.

My day three nominees are:

  1. Stories of the Wandering Feet and Mind
  2. In the Wrong Boots
  3. Simply Gracelyn

I hope they take the challenge. 🙂

Chia