Arf!

This morning, I was walking from my car to work when I see this fuzzy little golden-mained puppy suddenly strolling out of an establishment's gate.

At that exact moment when it came out I was just passing through the gate when it suddenly started walking beside me as if I was its companion or something.

"What the hell?"

Now, I'm no dog hater, but the thought of rabies, health insurance and applying for my mom's health card suddenly flashed across my mind.

I then thought that even though this pooch was harmless (apparently), it still packed enough teeth to send me to the RITM, a.k.a. the Research Institute for Tropical Medicine.

That's where they treat and quarantine people with deadly diseases, by the way. It's also where most of the incurable patients die, not to mention, from rabies. Great.

Snapping back to reality, I started kicking in the air to shoo the furry mutt away, but it just wouldn't budge. It didn't even mind my mid-air karate kicks, let alone even look at me. It just kept obediently walking and walking, as if I was its master.

And so I thought, "So you wanna' play dumbass, do ya.. well, you ain't gonna' follow me across the busy road." So I scanned the road for traffic and prepared to cross.

Just then, this big black feline appeared from right behind a lamp post and startled the hell out of my canine stalker. The cat was just standing there, but it made the pooch stop dead in its tracks in sheer terror.

It only managed to let out one pathetic "Arf!" before it turned and dashed off, tail between its legs.

"Nice going, tough guy." What a wimp!

I crossed the road to the office laughing, thinking whether that pup was high on drugs or something. Nah!

No offense to animal lovers.