Quiet without Momo

Things have been pretty quiet and squeaky clean around here without dear old Momo. She is currently at my parent's place during the confinement period cos' the confinement lady don't really like her around, and my parents have been nagging us not to have the dog in the house when baby is still young - dirty or so they claim. Although I believe the maid is secretly happy about it - well at least she don't need to clean the house of fur several times a day or worry about her garbage being slewed all over the floor if she left it in the bin for the dog to rummage. But, we really miss Momo rushing to greet us every morning when we wake up, or when we return home. We still open and close our gate carefully for fear that something will squeeze through and make a run out the door - and laugh when we remember we need not do this routine act for the moment. While enjoying the confinement food, I miss the old girl sitting eagerly by my side, waiting for her lottery - some food to drop accidentally on purpose so that she can savor the cuisine too. Or her barks to warn us of baby's cries. Miss ya old girl.