Jazzy.. ..Jazzy
Jazzy... ...Jazzy
Jazzy...Jazzy...Jazzy...
Jazzy...Jazzy...Jazzy...Jazzy
Jazzy Jazzy Jazzy
Jazzy...Jazzy
Jazzy,,,,,,,,,,,,,,jazzy
Jazzy,,, ,,,,,, ,,,Jazzy
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Jazzy Jazzy
Jazzy...Jazzy
Jazzy
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You are my catalyst, my buffer, my source of comforts
May others will high-up their brows
But you're something that human cannot give
You're one of hundreds meanings of love.
Jazzy can give you high-five in three-on-three each hand, everytime he wants to get down from my lap.
Jazzy can jump into chair quietly and drinks water on the glass without moving it.
Jazzy hated when i'm called him 'genit' (sassy), he'll throw an tantrum, he better called 'nakal' (bad boys), or 'macho' (manly) instead.
Jazzy love to hide under the sofa/carpet pretend he's on camping.
Jazzy will sniff first, then take it politely with his mouth, rather than grab it everytime i give him a snack.
Jazzy love gaudiesque food like; awfully chocolate's cake, oxtail bone and bits, sweet "Harum Manis" mango, and the list goes on.
Jazzy always waited for his brother, Rocky to get out from cage, then he'll run with them.
Jazzy will get snort like; "Hmphh!" or "Fuh!" snottily when i'm disturbed/cuddled him.
When i fell off/got hurt Jazzy is the first who came after me and licked in panic with concerned looks.
Jazzy love to mocking me when i'm yelled at his mischief manners, usually he'll giggle-as-man like "khe...kheh..khe"
with move-like-rhymes-pom-pom-tail-move walk.
AND THERE'S MANY MORE
SOON
HAPPINESS
WILL
RETURN
XOXOX
XOX
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