Kaza, I know her ...
I know her since I was little
Well, not that little. When I was a teenager, I guess. She is so bright. I love the way she smiles when she sees me. She has the cutest smile I've ever seen. I don't know what it's called but many called it a gummy smile. But I called it her smile.
Her smile...
It's my biggest reason to live. I know it's cliche but I love her for that. If she's happy, I will be delighted. If she is sad, I will feel sorrow. She likes to brush her finger on my hair. For me, that's the highlight of my day. She likes to sleep beside me and the way she looks at me, her red-brown eyes are so mesmerizing, yet deep. She has this subtle dairy scent, more like milk. But not like creamy, coconut smell, it's more like powdered milk. It's sweet but soft. Luckily I have a sharp nose so I could smell her even when she was about to go into the room.
I love her, she always does silly things and talks like babies. We don't talk much but I know what she feels. At least I know. Every day she would talk to me, tell me a story, or at least play with me. Even when she is busy doing this works. Chores, assignments, and homework. That is all she does in a day and barely doing things for herself. But she doing things for me. She always makes time for me. One time, when she was on a mission and not going home for 2 days. I was so lonely and sad. I thought she left me, without saying goodbye. But I kept waiting and waiting until she came back when I was still eating. I was so excited to meet her I leave my meal untouched.
She looks so tired and gloomy but she's still come for me. I greet her with a smile and jump all around the house. She is my best friend. The best friend you could have. Today she went walking with me. It was nice. I see a lot of cars, a squirrel, and a lot of garbage. I was walking for a while, then she stopped by to get me some jerky and drinks. Talk about jerky, one time she made a beef jerky before, it was the best thing I've ever tasted. I would eat that every day if I could, but sadly for her, it taste terrible, so she never made that again. I wish she would do more cooking. She is incredible. She likes to eat, so am I. Pasta, chicken, beef, pork, she makes everything taste good.
After going for a walk, we went home. I cleaned myself rolling around on the carpet. "Kenzo, not at the carpet", scold Kaza. I know she just cleaned the carpet but I can't help it. My hair needs it. "You know I just cleaned that yesterday." Yeah Kaza, I know. I cleaned my paw, it was pretty wet since raining last night. It was so cold and windy. As usual, I snuggle into her arms every time the rain comes, whether the thunders come or not. I will never refuse to snuggle and cuddle. With anyone, actually. Mom, dad, or Ano. They give a good snuggle. Well, Kaza is the best one but I love them all.
"Kaza, could you come here darling?" Mommy's calling her. I wake up and run in her presence. Mom is the kindest of all. She gave me every breakfast, every lunch, and sometimes dinner. She makes the best pancake and mini pancakes. This morning, she made my nose tingle with the smell of chicken tacos and some fresh mango she got from our neighbor. "How's its taste Kenzo?" It tastes very good mom, It's crunchy but still tender and moist. I love it mom, thank you. That's what I wanted to say, but since I couldn't talk all I could say is "Woof woof!!"
Now back to the present. "Kaza, congratulations on your winning in silat competition. We are so proud of you, sweetheart" " Thanks, dad. It was all because of you and mom supporting me all this time. I'm happy that I made you proud." Oh yeah, Kaza won first place in the Silat competition in her junior high school. She is such a hard worker. I often see her come home late because of the practice. Ughh I wish I could bite her opponents, but it would be cheating so I keep that to myself.
"Now, you may have the gold from the competition. But this.. " -She pulled out a brown medium-sized box with a pretty bow on it. "... is the real reward you've waited for" Wooow a gift from mom and dad- "OM DOUBLE G!! Thank you, mommy. Thank you, daddy. Thank you so much. I love you guys"- I wonder what it is. Wait a second, why did I smell-
*POOF*
A brown Shih Tzu dog with a cap on her head popped out of the box. Kaza hugged her parents while saying 'thank you' and 'OMG' at least 8 times. I am shocked and speechless. I can't move and just- froze. I seriously thought it was just a doll that dad got on sale last week. But no- it's worse.
I GOT A SISTER!!
Like a real sister. A female version of me. But smaller. And brown. Less fluffy and less cute than me. Brown eyes with brown hair, she really does look like a doll. Hmm... I don't know why she is really scared of me. I've been trying to play with her for the whole hour, I even give her Buggy, my favorite toy. But no, she is being really quiet. Her eyes show fear. I don't know what happened to her, but if she's doesn't want to play with me, I have no choice but to leave her alone.
I thought having a sister would change my life. Having another 'you' is really confusing. Like you are supposed to be happy because you have more friends right? You don't have to wait for Kaza for playing ball or you don't have to chase your tail anymore. You can talk normally and there is someone you could talk to. But at the same time, you feel afraid because now you could be replaced by her. What if one day I'm sick and Kaza plays with her instead of waiting for me? What if Dad bought a new toy for her, but not me? What if I was asleep and mom gave her a pancake?
Noo noo noo. It has to end now.
I will be the best for this family. I will fight for every bacon, every pancake, and every toy. Kaza will always play with me and not Sissy, or whatever her name is.
I will fight for my life...
I will be the best boy in this family...
I will fight for my name..
KENZOO
