“People in my apartment enjoy a friendly neighborhood”

I am living in an apartment which is more than 30 years old. People in the neighbors are all close like old friends. Some people who like to follow new trends moved out to a nearby new apartment, named ‘Palace something,’ but others are still here where they have been living for long years. They are all close and regard each other as being  precious neighbors, a relationship hard to be found in a big city like Seoul.

On the eve of the wedding day of my next-door neighbor’s daughter, a group of would-be bridegroom’s friends came to the apartment to deliver a box containing wedding presents of bridegroom to bride in accordance with a traditional Korean custom. The whole residents of the apartment came out and enjoyed the rare occasion together. Even my husband who is quite famous for his stiff upper lip took part in that celebration and all the dogs of the community barked as if blowing a fanfare. What a community! I am really grateful to all my neighbors.

“Mum! I was so lucky this morning. I met Mr Ruru in the car park and he gave me a ride to school. His car is gorgeous!”

Ruru is the name of a dog living in No. 809. I can’t remember exactly when, but people in the apartment just started to call Pongky’s for No. 102 and  Choco’s for No. 202. My family is called Yong-jeong’s and my son Yong-jeong was not happy with it. It was like he suddenly found himself sinking to a dog’s level. The age of 10 million pets have already begun and there are cute dogs everywhere.

When Pongky’s family went travelling they asked me to take care of Pongky. Pongky is a 15-year-old dog and he is extremely clever. Whenever he comes to my home he always follows closely behind my husband. He knows who the boss is. The seat next to the boss belongs to Pongky. If I ever try to put him down, he barks hysterically. What a dog! He fully expresses himself that he is number two, nobody else.

My daughter envies Pongky. “Dad, why don’t you look at me in a more friendly way as you do to Pongky?” My son also envies Pongky. “You, cheeky little dog!”. However, we all find it very difficult to say goodbye to Pongky when his real master comes back from travelling.

An old bachelor and Victor

In Japan, one in five households has a dog. It is a phenomenon that has come after the standardization of animal feed. My brother living in Tokyo used to have one too. He must have felt lonely as an apprentice architect. His dog was Dalmatian with the name ‘Victor.’ To get Victor, he even went to Kyoto paying for a round-trip Shinkansen ticket.

A problem arised with my mum. She was aleady burdened with a lot of everyday household chores to take good care of her unmarried son. With the arrival of the dog, she additionally had to take care of the dog.  At first, she complained a lot about the Dalmatian but finally she ended up becoming Victor’s best friend.

One day, she asked me to send a baby’s blanket, saying that she wanted to keep victor warm as he was not feeling very well. The other day, she cooked meat soup but didn’t eat a bite of it herself. Instead, she gave the tasty soup only to her son and Victor. Once I was extremely busy with dissertation and sent her an SOS message to help me. But, she flatly refused to help me because there was nobody to look after Victor but her.

Victor did a good job as a great messenger. My brother used Victor to enter ‘The Club of Handsome Dogs’. There, he met many animal lovers with high social status and was able to take a glimpse of Japanese high society. Victor was not just a pet. He was a friend and companion.

Good-looking Victor became a model of a magazine. Maybe my mother’s meat soup made him look attractive. Who knows? And, thanks to Victor, my brother had a chance to go out with a Shiseido model. Despite his low wage as an apprentice, he sent Victor to The Dog School and made him a real gentleman. Once my mum said, “Victor was educated the most among us all!”

At last, my brother acquired the license as a qualified architect in Japan and decided to go to the U.S. for further studies. Victor had to be sent to a branch manager of a major bank living at a large mansion in Deienchohu, a wealthy borough in Tokyo. It was my first time to see him in tears.

A few days later, he said he would visit the mansion to see Victor with a box of traditional Japanese cakes as a present. I personally wanted to have a look at that big house. So,  I followed him. Victor was there in a big garden with the lovely green grass. He immediately recognized his former master and started barking at us.

Now, my brother works as an architect in Japan after finishing his studies in the U.S.. He still goes to the mansion in Deienchohu to see Victor.  Now, Victor has become very old dog, but my brother still remains a single, though being a very eligible bachelor. рефинансирование онлайн без справок