Balboa wasn't the only Chihuahua playing around in the 7th floor garden today. Nope, he wasn't.
Today he and I met another Chihuahua, a 4 month old little one named Apple.
I'm convinced Balboa has met his match -- a little one more curious than him about four-legged kids.
The irony here being the fact that Balboa is the one named after a fighter and yet it was him who was running away. Too funny and too cute.
Tonight the three of us Torontonians went out to a favourite restaurant of mine, Crying Tiger.
And from there we headed over to Kapwa Hair Salon where my friend Dee Jae had turned the place into his own little lounge/video game room... very cool.
Next it was off to another friend's place, 20:20, and then we ended
the night off by going to Black Market.
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