Hero and I

I saw Marley and Me last night and nearly every scene reminded me of Hero.

The jumps, the tearing of the sofa, the poop, the licking, the posture, his ageing, everything...

What's worse, it reminded me of how I lost his best picture which I had kept in a book I was reading on a flight. I forgot to take the book when I de-planed and there went the best picture of the best looking dog ever... :-(

I think am an ass sometimes. I really must be one to keep his picture in a book instead of an album.

Hero was with us for ten years.

Things to do

I have to open 6 different couriers that I've got.
I gotta courier a document back home.
The left sole of my black shoe has come off and I gotta go to a cobbler.
I've been wanting to open a bank account in a nationalised bank.
I have to shift a trading account from Delhi to Bangalore.


And that has been my list since whole of January. But I'm thinking February is another month and tomorrow is another day! :-)

The one sign of a good movie...

... when you don't get up right after the end credits start rolling!