Mouse, dog

My secondary school art teacher once mentioned that I am a mouse. Why?
He said I can hear things clearly. No matter how soft or how far the sound comes from. Perhaps, even whispers. I guess this is quite true. I am somehow a mouse at times. Is this a good thing? I dunno.

Sometimes, I am also a dog. Once, in Oldham Hall, there was a smell coming out from the kitchen 6 floors underneath my room. I straight away jumped up and tell my roomies tat we will be having white radish soup for dinner. Bingo. White radish soup indeed. My roomies totally speechless!

Well,this happens once in a blue moon. I think my brain just like me to be extraordinary at a selective timing, not all the time :)

***Sleeepy. I just want to laze in the office*****