His name is..

So.. last Sunday I was so lazy to move after a tiring drive from Keningau to Kota Kinabalu. I just lay in my bed and start browsing my phone.
I opened my phone gallery and start scrolling. I saw one picture that kind a make me remember few things.

It was a time last year while I was working at Menumbok, Sabah. I saw a puppy near to our quaters, starving and thirsty. He was so skinny that time. He can't even lift his head. He has little energy left and might be died within few days.

As I reached home, I decided to cook not only for me, but for the puppy too. I fed the puppy with rice and fried egg. The puppy reluctant to eat at first. Maybe he was afraid of me. I stay away and and stand a bit far from him. Then only he stand up, and slowly eating the food.

The next morning he still stayed at his current place. He looks better than the day before. I continue feeding him with rice and bread. Just to fill his stomach so the puppy doesn't die. I bought dog's food sometimes so he can taste different type of food. 😂

He is getting better!!

Time flew fast. It's about 3 month since I started feeding him. He was very loyal. He always accompany me to Menumbok morning market and my work place (my work place only about 1 minute walk from my quaters). I decided to bring him to my hometown. But it did not happen because few days after making the decision, I got a letter saying I'll be transferred to Kota Kinabalu.

I was happy and sad at the same time. I was happy to be able to work near to my fiancee. Sad because I have to left the puppy there.

My friends there continue to feed him and taking care of him. Luckily few weeks after I went to Kota Kinabalu, a Chinese doctor transfered to our clinic. She was the one who taking care of the puppy now.

Latest picture of him..

That's all about the puppy I met at Menumbok

AND HIS NAME IS.. POPPY.

p/s: I acccidentally deleted some of Poppy's picture. 😢