I was watching Steve Lacy’s - Bad Habit music video and randomly remembered that some aint shit nigga thought he could have my whole life on standby - boooooy did he learn, lol. Anyways, I was moved by the random montage of him playing with a dog and remembered that I really wanted one. So I got in contact with a dog sanctuary out in Thailand and started my pet adoption process. I was communicating with Rescue Paws Thailand and managed to adopt a cute little 6 month old originally named ‘fish’. I changed his name to ‘eight’ , gave him my last name and e v e r y t h i n g only to arrive at my accommodation in Thailand and see a massive no pet policy.
After a relaxing time at koh samui, a long journey back up to bangkok and a further one up to a random province for work, seeing that sign was probably the last thing I wanted to see. It meant he couldn't stay with me. I spent days imagining the scuffle and shuffle of a dog I so desperately longed for since March (it was may at this point).
I guess a minor dosage of *blank* hysteria tried to touch me and I thought I could adopt a random stray to replace my eight - but of course it didn't work. Let me show you why. I’ll call this rundown a ‘receipt’:
& YOU ARE?
TITER TEST………………………………………………………………………………………………………….. £300.00
RANDOM VACCINE……………………………………………………………………………………………. £10.00
PET STUFF…………………………………………………………………………………………………………… £20.00
KENNEL……………………………………………………………………………………………………………….. £115.00
FLIGHT………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… £275.00
Mad right. Now, let me give you a rundown of what my monthly wage would’ve been had I stayed in that shit hole:
ESANGA SENSE - MAY 2024
*Blank* Salary………………………………………………………………………………………………………… £687.00
So upon reviewing my financial breakdown and childhood dream, i thought I lost the plot - but lol. So I quit and as per my last entry, i black girl magiked my way into becoming a pet mum.
I conjured up enough energy to repeat the adoption process again after losing hope. The journey to my real new dog who I named ‘Pythia’ was a rocky one - but one without a miss. My dog is now a she and she is b e a u t i f u l. I adopted her as soon as she turnt 12 months (or do the conversion yourself) and felt like I had nurtured a big part of myself. She was happy, I was happy so off I went to embark on yet another journey ( this was my third ‘new’ one at this point - count from april).
What her name means: She’s a Greek Doggess that can interpret other people's madness. She ushers in calmness amidst human confusion. She will be my comrade, my shoulder(or paw) to cry on because stupid people stay stupid. In short, i'm in love.