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Suddenly I was babysitting someone for a night, 2 nights ago.

Or rather, something, a white pup, most likely a mongrel.

It all began when Siew and I were in the room of our exceptionally comfortable guesthouse doing our pre-sleep entertainment – iPod-ing and reading books – when we heard whining from outside our room (we were staying on the ground floor by the way). Siew went out to look since I was lazy to budge from whatever I was doing, and minutes later he came back with a white pup, telling me how he found the pup unable to sleep alone because his siblings and mother were nowhere to be found. An animal afraid of sleeping alone, that was something new to me.

So he brought him inside our room (the pup shall henceforth be named Ted, after the main character of the TV comedy How I Met Your Mother), and slowly with the both of us crowding around him he began to fall asleep. Siew later considered the probability of a pup with problems of bladder control, then he set Ted outside sleeping on a cushion on top of a table.

As expected, a few minutes later he began to whine again and we started to take him in.

So Ted slept on the floor on a cushion we stole from outside, and all was fine. The three of us slept at about 11pm. Fine ending.

Not until I woke up at almost 3am to some empty water bottles being knocked down and a soft whining. Now as most of you all know, I can sleep through the heaviest thunderstorms and not know about it until my parents tell me about it the next morning, so how can sounds of a tinier aural range wake me? Truth is, I was a little worried about the pup that I mentally tell myself that I should wake up to whines and other tinier sounds wtf and believe it or not it worked!

But I digress. So I brought Ted outside all sleepy-eyed and the first thing he did was peeing wtf. After finishing his business, I told myself that I’m not about to dog-sit a pup the whole night, so with him on my heels, he followed me around sleepily throughout the guesthouse’s compound as I searched for Ted’s siblings and mother (henceforth named Monica, it was the first thing that came through my mind) to no avail.

Eventually I brought him back to our room, and waited for him to jump up inside. He couldnt, and I had to lift his front paws for him to scramble back inside.

I didn’t know what to do with a pup, having no experience with animals in general. Ater picking out a visible dog flea, I quietly urged Ted to resume his sleep and he whined a bit again and it woke Siew up. Siew carried him to our bed, and long story short, there was Ted, a bundle of white dirty fur, sleeping in between Siew and I on the queen-sized bed, cuddling towards Siew’s armpit. Would’ve made a funny picture had the self-timer worked well (but there wasn’t a good place to place the camera as I didn’t have a tripod with me).

And. For the remaining deathly early hours of the morning, I couldn’t sleep.

It seems that my ‘mind over matter’ thing worked too well and I was constantly disturbed by sounds around me. There was someone snoring extremely loudly from either the room above or next to us, and as for Siew, when I was slowly crossing the long bridge to Dreamland, he would suddenly jerk or twitch his leg and it would shake the entire bed and I would be rudely brought back to reality. And the pup to be startled awake.

In the end I gave up sleeping and end up observing Ted instead, this furry cute little guy. And snapped photos of it.

Ted eventually slept through the jerks but throughout the next 4 hours he would constantly sleepily get up from sleep, whine a bit, and resume his sleep in another position. I reckon he was trying to get as much warmth as possible, as it was a bit chilly even when we didn’t turn on the fan.

There was also once when Siew turned over and almost ended up squashing the poor pup to death with his weight, and I had to forcefully push Siew away. Eventually Ted cuddled towards me and slept on my arm, and huddled closely. It was then I could smell his dog breath as he breathed in and out, and several times, Ted was actually snoring wtf. A throaty whiff of air that sounded a little bit like a whine.

He would constantly lick his own mouth in his sleep, which at times, brushed against me and I could feel his saliva on my skin.

It was also my first time learning the fact that dogs can see in the dark. Initially I thought that Ted wouldn’t want to sleep in the dark like an actual child and wanted to leave the lights on, until Siew conveniently educate me of this fact.

There were gongs being sounded from a distance, and at about 7am, Ted finally awoke, wandered around in small steps in whatever tiny space there was between me and Siew. He then settled to bite my hand and fingers wtf, but I eventually let him as it really didn’t hurt (unless his teeth really bit hard into my skin, of which I’ll rap his head with my other hand).

After playing with me for a while, he climbed onto Siew’s mass like a mini-mountain (to him) and proceeded to lick his face which woke him up. We then brought him outside, and Monica the anorexic mother dropped by and breastfed him.

Halfway through it, Monica got annoyed with the multiple buzzing mosquitoes around her and got up and left. Ted was surprised, and for some reason, didn’t seem to see the direction his mother went and whined loudly. I led him again this time around, with him close at my heels, and he was out at the parking grounds with the Madam of our guesthouse. Monica then scurried by once more, both of them reunited.

7am, and no sleep caused by a dog.

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I watched I Am Legend today!

At one of the shopping malls in Chiang Mai!! So there my friends who constantly tempt me with not-needed information of them already watching the show and threaten to spoil it for me!

Siew and I walked for almost an hour towards said mall, and caught a 12:40pm show. It was every bit good, except that I thought the ending was just meh. =.= All the build-up towards a climax and it dissipated quickly. All the necessary drumroll towards a crashing crescendo but it all ended with a meow.

Ah, but it felt great to be watching my first movie in a month (finally) in Chiang Mai. :D

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Currently I’m at Johnny’s one-room apartment using his laptop. He’s a Russian, seems cool, and we’re staying here for the night. All thanks to Couchsurfing.