<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049</id><updated>2012-01-24T00:08:20.990+08:00</updated><category term='outings'/><category term='Pawsitive Sensations'/><category term='Pet Photography'/><category term='photos'/><category term='Pet Massage'/><category term='baby'/><category term='growth update'/><category term='Helios'/><category term='beach'/><category term='Herbie'/><title type='text'>Herbiesphere</title><subtitle type='html'>Life of an adopted 7 year old (or so my M would like to believe) Golden Retriever living in sunny Singapore... I have now since moved to the rainbow bridge and my puppy brother Helios is taking care of my blog now!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Herbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447682796034833962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photobucket.com/albums/v76/hellzpawn/th_herbie7E_2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>530</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-3321501160316466085</id><published>2011-12-29T10:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T11:11:06.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Barkday to ME~~~~</title><content type='html'>It's my barkday today!  I am officially 5!!  My M had wanted to cook me a special barkday dinner tonight of steak, but then she suddenly remembered that she's having her company's year end pawty tonight so she won't be home early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, we had an advance celebration for me during christmas eve.  Too bad she left her camera at Scuba's house so there are no pictures but she did take videos of everyone singing my barkday song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's them singing the english version of the song.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sPqihYszIcU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited about the cake that I kept running around the table.  Tommy was the only one who sat still and my M said it looked more like his barkday than mine.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby sister insisted that we have to sing the chinese version of the barkday song and insisted that the candle must be lighted but Tommy's baby brother kept blowing out the candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally managed to quickly sing the chinese version before anything untoward happen to the candle and we have to do everything all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="224" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/10150437198981881" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/10150437198981881" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="224"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even so, my baby sister still wanted everyone to sing the song AGAIN!  Luckily my M stopped her in time or I'll never get to eat my cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have not had the time to take peektures with my barkday cum xmas presents yet.  Hopefully my M will find the time to do so soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-3321501160316466085?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/3321501160316466085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=3321501160316466085' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/3321501160316466085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/3321501160316466085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-barkday-to-me.html' title='Happy Barkday to ME~~~~'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/sPqihYszIcU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-1184506980805949764</id><published>2011-12-19T09:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T09:22:54.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drool Boy</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of updates recently.  Nothing's much been going on other than the usual routine, but the good news about December is, X'mas is coming and it's gonna be my barkday soon!  My M says she'll make me a cake to share with my friends on x'mas eve.  I wonder what will she make this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just a short video my M took over the weekend to share with you guys.  Since xmas is coming, I thought I'd better fit into the occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/L7xB4FiZ1pU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a merry holiday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-1184506980805949764?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/1184506980805949764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=1184506980805949764' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/1184506980805949764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/1184506980805949764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/12/drool-boy.html' title='Drool Boy'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/L7xB4FiZ1pU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-7575125933772839580</id><published>2011-11-30T14:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T14:54:41.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday morning routine</title><content type='html'>Every sunday morning is my shower day, unless my M is travelling.  And every Sunday morning I will be forced to walk into the bathroom to be showered.... like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4jIYl_46GLk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the way, 'pom pom' is like the local baby slang for bath/ shower.  Look how reluctant I look?  But I'm a good boy, at least I walk into the shower myself (albeit slowly...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-7575125933772839580?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/7575125933772839580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=7575125933772839580' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7575125933772839580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7575125933772839580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/11/sunday-morning-routine.html' title='Sunday morning routine'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4jIYl_46GLk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-1927202095369804697</id><published>2011-11-14T09:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T10:13:58.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teeth Scaling</title><content type='html'>My M finally decided to send me for teeth scaling and I had it done last friday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the before of my dirty teeth.  Actually I was pretty happy with it, I think it looks fine but my M thinks otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6057/6339394602_78363840cc.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still feeling groggy when they picked me up from the vet and I couldn't walk straight.  Even my baby sister was able to hold me back when usually I'll be the one pulling her along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BI3ooGzLz14" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, we walked past a group of uncles chatting and when they saw the way I walked, they commented to each other "this is a very old dog.  See, no strength already."  My M had to correct them and said I was still under the effect of anaesthetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so groggy that I just went to lie down when I got home.  My M thought it was funny that my muscles were so relaxed that my eyes were droopy and she said it's the first time I was sooooo mellow.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6103/6338646807_9266993b75.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to put on record that I am VERY sad and upset that Aunty V and Aunty G is considering putting me on long term medication to keep me mellow.  What's all this talk about personal space?? I poke them incessantly precisely because I LOVE them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, after all that work, I had to show off my pearly whites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6097/6339391842_797535880b.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit, they do look better now.  So my M has just bought new toothpaste and is now on a mission to keep them clean by attempting to clean my teeth every night, with the help of my baby sister. (groans)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is, trying to clean my teeth AGAIN whem my M has already done so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LlKp2HyB474" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think that I don't even get a treat after all those teeth abuse! &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;M: That will sorta defeat the purpose of cleaning your teeth last thing at night, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-1927202095369804697?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/1927202095369804697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=1927202095369804697' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/1927202095369804697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/1927202095369804697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/11/teeth-scaling.html' title='Teeth Scaling'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6057/6339394602_78363840cc_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-4576455527019690313</id><published>2011-11-04T10:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T10:06:20.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My sister, the dentist</title><content type='html'>My sister recently declared I have a broken tooth.  I think it's because I have gaps in between my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BpZbn1YrrP4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my M will be bringing me for teeth scaling next week.  Maybe I should do a before and after of my teeth to show you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-4576455527019690313?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/4576455527019690313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=4576455527019690313' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/4576455527019690313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/4576455527019690313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-sister-dentist.html' title='My sister, the dentist'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/BpZbn1YrrP4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-2684723945367806887</id><published>2011-10-23T17:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T17:51:15.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job!</title><content type='html'>I've just found a new job!  My MM has just employed me in his &lt;a href="http://www.proswift.com.sg/auto-care"&gt;car workshop&lt;/a&gt; and I'm supposed to be in charge of Sales and Security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, my M, Aunty V and Aunty G were sniggering and saying I'm not suited for the job when they heard I am in Sales and Security.  Well, I'm gonna prove them wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing once I start work is to check out the area for suspicious characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coast is clear!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6093/6272094018_cf1b7ed06a.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then check out the equipment to make sure they are in working condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6019/6272094006_7a51b6de14.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I guard the stairs to make sure no unauthorised person goes into the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6102/6272094010_f1233ae227.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My M also made sure I'm not sleeping on the job by checking the security camera in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not slee....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6094/6270563849_da8bef5b99.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm awake! I'm awake! I'm guarding the door!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6237/6270562901_68b5117c06.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the security aspect of my job and boy is it tiring!  Luckily, the sales part of the job is a breeze.  I just have to sit in front of the shop and look cute to attract customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6036/6272094000_174c3d78ff.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if any of your cars need servicing, come look for me!  I need to hit my monthly sales target.  Tell my MM that I introduced you when you call for appointment otherwise I won't get my extra cookies (and so that I make sure I won't call in sick that day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're located at 10 Kaki Bukit Road 2. Check my MM's &lt;a href="http://www.proswift.com.sg/auto-care"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; for the opening promotion!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-2684723945367806887?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/2684723945367806887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=2684723945367806887' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/2684723945367806887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/2684723945367806887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-job.html' title='New Job!'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6093/6272094018_cf1b7ed06a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-1305034177100893476</id><published>2011-10-11T09:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T10:12:49.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy Homemade Treats</title><content type='html'>My M bought a new kitchenaid last month and what better use for it than to make doggy treats for ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gonna have treats... gonna have treats....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6172/6233021422_0bacf4a5f3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the ingredients....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 cup rolled oats&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6151/6232468869_b339eb6ce5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1/3 cup butter or margerine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6118/6232989552_27cb511b48.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mix 'em with 1 cup of hot chicken stock (made with real chicken!) and let sit for 10 min&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6156/6232469537_9a1035cdfe.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The other stuff...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6218/6232989626_ba6d833f5f.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recipe called for shredded cheddar cheese but my M forgot to buy it, so she substituted it with our leftover parmesan cheese.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mix everything in with the roll oats soak and 1 egg&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6172/6232469333_81a17aeb30.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recipe called for 3 cups of whole wheat flour but we ran out of it so my M used plain flour instead, adding it in one cup at a time using the dough hook attachment until a dough is formed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Play-dough!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6159/6232469583_8cdbd5ce24.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knead it a little until smooth and no longer sticky and roll it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Star shaped cookies!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6226/6232990162_107a0e10ac.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ready for the oven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6224/6232469783_769c4b763e.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake in preheated oven of about 165 degrees C for 35-45 min until golden brown. Then wait for it to cool before eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder if my fanning tail will hasten the cooling process?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6034/6232990358_c3e807849b.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it cool enough now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6118/6232470025_681fa1f766.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quick! Take the required photos! I wanna eat!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6218/6232470161_a6016b13d9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nom Nom Nom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6156/6232990834_98d2a04962.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I have freshly made home-naked cookies for breakfast!  I *heart* my M!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-1305034177100893476?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/1305034177100893476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=1305034177100893476' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/1305034177100893476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/1305034177100893476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/10/yummy-homemade-treats.html' title='Yummy Homemade Treats'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6172/6233021422_0bacf4a5f3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-8745830164543194778</id><published>2011-10-03T10:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T10:46:57.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubble Fun!</title><content type='html'>Just a video to share me and my baby sister having fun with bubbles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/18PuMXWpj4A" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to clarify why my M asked my baby sister if she knows what my name is, is because she keeps pronouncing my name as 'See'lios rather as Helios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-8745830164543194778?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/8745830164543194778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=8745830164543194778' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/8745830164543194778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/8745830164543194778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/10/bubble-fun.html' title='Bubble Fun!'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/18PuMXWpj4A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-5940206570341218132</id><published>2011-09-18T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T22:29:37.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny smelling me</title><content type='html'>I think I smell kinda funny today.  Every sunday is bathing day but today, instead of using my usual shampoo, my M started taking out sachets of shampoo samples that she got from the last ASD Tea Pawty goodie bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6078/6122912817_555ff481f4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But apparently these sachets were made more for small dogs, as 1 packet is not enough to shampoo my whole body.  So I ended up with different flavors on my back, sides and head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's that smell on me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6206/6122911997_8606e9c844.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think sample makers should give us bigger sachets, at least enough for one wash for a big dog like me.  Now all I can do is hope that the smell will fade away.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if I roll enough in grass, I'll smell less funny?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-5940206570341218132?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/5940206570341218132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=5940206570341218132' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/5940206570341218132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/5940206570341218132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/09/funny-smelling-me.html' title='Funny smelling me'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6078/6122912817_555ff481f4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-1775534221901431040</id><published>2011-09-04T17:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T17:18:20.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitty Cats</title><content type='html'>It seems that the stray cats near my area are not afraid of me anymore....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pqd4UdfJSS4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They still laze around although I try to 'stare' them out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-1775534221901431040?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/1775534221901431040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=1775534221901431040' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/1775534221901431040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/1775534221901431040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/09/kitty-cats.html' title='Kitty Cats'/><author><name>Herbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447682796034833962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photobucket.com/albums/v76/hellzpawn/th_herbie7E_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/pqd4UdfJSS4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-9037953155910756377</id><published>2011-08-25T09:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T09:52:49.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-swimming beach trip</title><content type='html'>Just to share with you some peektures my M took of me and my baby sister on our recent trip to the beach.  Unfortunately, I wasn't allowed to go swim coz my M says the water doesn't look that clean and also she did not bring any of my shower stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still like sitting down and enjoying the sea breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6087/6069741820_8f8d8f4f6c.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found a sand shell thingy that someone made and left it there.  My M said it's giant Helios poop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poop and me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6198/6069194733_b34ab88f55.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I look like a camel with that poopy... I mean shelly thing behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6073/6069741892_4f261bda94.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I didn't get to swim, both of us enjoyed the day very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6198/6069741748_8c301cf2a7.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-9037953155910756377?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/9037953155910756377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=9037953155910756377' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/9037953155910756377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/9037953155910756377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/08/non-swimming-beach-trip.html' title='Non-swimming beach trip'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6087/6069741820_8f8d8f4f6c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-7930122954120566910</id><published>2011-08-08T09:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T09:27:36.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dozing off in car</title><content type='html'>Remember my MM used to drive a 7-seater and they converted the whole backspace for me?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;imgsrc="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4149/5034678323_419d9c966c.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my MM changed back to a sedan car so I lost my backspace.  Now I have to squeeze in front at my M's feet.  I can't even catch a proper sleep sitting up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8hpnjM5oMqs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least I get to sit very, very close to my favourite person in the world. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-7930122954120566910?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/7930122954120566910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=7930122954120566910' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7930122954120566910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7930122954120566910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/08/dozing-off-in-car.html' title='Dozing off in car'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8hpnjM5oMqs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-1095904342034354172</id><published>2011-08-01T09:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T10:02:47.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, cake?</title><content type='html'>How time flies!  My baby sister just had her 3rd birthday pawty.  And her Godma, who also happens to be Aunty G (Jack and Joey's owner), very generously sponsored her birthday cake and I am proud to say that I am the main feature of the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6028/5993614003_f8f0dbc694.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, that dog is a fondant model of me! Doesn't it look like me?  I think i look more stately but the humans all said the the baker captured my silliness very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stately me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6028/5895855457_0f5a75b30c.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my baby sister admiring me... I mean her cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6004/5994173420_dda1cd1a8f.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My M says she will save the fondant me since the baker said it can be kept for months in a cool, airtight place.  So if it survives til December, she'll recycle it on my barkday cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if that's a good idea or not....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-1095904342034354172?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/1095904342034354172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=1095904342034354172' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/1095904342034354172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/1095904342034354172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/08/me-cake.html' title='Me, cake?'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6028/5993614003_f8f0dbc694_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-3397201952718043191</id><published>2011-07-12T10:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T10:40:28.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>K9 Cafe</title><content type='html'>Just two weeks ago, my MM took all of us to the K9 cafe for brunch.  Or rather, they had brunch and I had the scraps.  Something is wrong here.  If it's a canine (K9) cafe, why are THEY getting food and I'm getting scraps? Isn't the cafe meant for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I almost fell asleep waiting for the food to arrive.  At least the humans had ice cream float while they waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yawn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5112/5884691542_c0318a7491.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to check out the progress in the kitchen but the door was closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Darn!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6053/5884126031_fb9e170bdd.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the food arrived but I had to wait for my baby sister to start eating first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hurry up!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5067/5884126163_278b4262ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course she had to tempt me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is pepperoni...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5027/5884126289_0d65c88db9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if I didn't know that's pepperoni, and anyway, I don't care what that is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just feed me already!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6052/5884126223_78738ba9ba.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in the end, I did manage to get a few pieces of pizza, and fries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Contented tummies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5028/5884126383_fc7eb8ba40.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made some new friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BC: What's this thing on you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5157/5884126445_e17f82b32a.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BC: Erm, you do know there's something on your back?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah... that's my baby sister.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5143/5884691918_1180998718.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I can try to get more food the next time we go back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-3397201952718043191?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/3397201952718043191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=3397201952718043191' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/3397201952718043191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/3397201952718043191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/07/k9-cafe.html' title='K9 Cafe'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5112/5884691542_c0318a7491_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-2477737962909008825</id><published>2011-07-03T14:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T14:54:03.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ASD Tea Pawty</title><content type='html'>On saturday, my M attended the Action for Singapore Dogs (ASD) Tea Party held at Klapsons hotel.  It's a boutique hotel in Singapore and it was a rare chance for me to actually step into a hotel.  Or maybe not, coz we weren't allowed into the main lobby area, but took a lift direct to the open bar area on the top floor.  But at least I managed to take a photo with the hotel signage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5115/5896425848_5c2c0b8acf.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event is to raise fund for Treasures, a 3 legged dog involved in a hit and run accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to hitch a ride with Jack &amp; Joey but Aunty G was caught in a bad traffic jam so we came on our own.  But I kept looking out at the stairs to see when they will arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was looking at the stairs, not the chef....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5067/5895855293_d3b7db95f1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was really looking at the stairs, and I;m NOT salivating!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6012/5896425882_959e1a9a53.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got to meet &lt;a href="http://www.homergoldenretriever.blogspot.com/"&gt;Homer&lt;/a&gt; as well.  But I didn't really like him at first coz he's got bigger balls.... I mean, paws than me.  And I don't really like big strange intact male dogs.  But he was too busy checking out 2 bootiful labs sitting next to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Homer sniffing lab butt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5075/5896426042_fa76f85a39.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said bootiful coz I was attracted to them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me sniffing lab butt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6025/5896425976_45e69fbe06.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bootiful labs... they were actually meant to serve as guide dogs but they failed their tests and so were adopted by this family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Save us from the butt sniffers please!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5277/5895855415_cae13fa33b.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in the end I got used to homer and we even managed to take a few photos together, but I don't have the pictures to show you coz it was Homer's mum who took the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a few contests, Homer won the largest dog contest and I won the best coat for long coat contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's me with my cookie 'medal'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Posing proudly with my best coat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6028/5895855457_0f5a75b30c.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, a lot of humans took photos of me wearing my medal and even more strangely, a lot of dogs were looking at me hungrily when I was wearing my cookie medal.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an fun day and I got loads of goodies in the goodie bag.  I hope we get to go to another one soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-2477737962909008825?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/2477737962909008825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=2477737962909008825' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/2477737962909008825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/2477737962909008825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/07/asd-tea-pawty.html' title='ASD Tea Pawty'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5115/5896425848_5c2c0b8acf_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-804735187211041766</id><published>2011-06-30T09:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T10:05:44.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raw Paw</title><content type='html'>My paw is itching very badly right now.  My M noticed last night that I kept licking my paw and on closer inspection, was shocked to see that I've licked my paw so vigorously that the fur is gone and now it's just a raw patch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My MM said I must have caught the licking paws bug from Scuba, coz Scuba LOVES chewing/ licking his paws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me with my raw paw&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5183/5884660442_939fc8f7c5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think some naughty insect bit me during one of my walkies coz my M noticed a small bump on my paw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Raw Paw&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5061/5884660382_4671cd078d.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad thing is, once she noticed it, she stopped me from licking my itchy paw.  I tried to disobey her but got my head knuckled instead.  So she put some medication on me and made me wear one of my baby sister's old bootie so that I won't be able to lick it during the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of all the bootie she took, she had to choose a white one... with lace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5264/5884094995_b3468e51ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an insult.  As you can see, I wasn't too happy about that but to save my head from being further knuckled, I had to swallow that insult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;disgruntled me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5022/5884094941_21b9949f78.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My M said she might have to start digging for my big brother herbie's lampshade from the storeroom.  I don't know what's worse, lacy bootie or lampshade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-804735187211041766?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/804735187211041766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=804735187211041766' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/804735187211041766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/804735187211041766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/06/raw-paw.html' title='Raw Paw'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5183/5884660442_939fc8f7c5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-9041382639985604829</id><published>2011-06-28T11:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T11:26:00.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Barkday, Scuba!</title><content type='html'>We celebrated Scuba's barkday last saturday.  He's now a ripe old age of 8!  But I don't think he's a very happy boy on his barkday coz Aunty V did not give him any dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said he's been eating the odds and ends from the cake while they were baking it during the day, and he'll be eating his cake anyway that night, so better not give him dinner.  So Scuba was in a listless mood the whole evening until they took out the cake.  Then the humans took pictures of the cake, making us dogs all excited, and decided to keep the cake again coz they were waiting for Tommy's baby brother to come sing the birthday song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you can imagine how eager Scuba was to eat his cake once everyone was here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LuHlH3tFK14" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The human kids were fighting to blow out the candle, and Scuba was busy eating his dinner.  I think he won't have noticed even if his nose got sliced off in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's me enjoying the yummilicious cake.  That was my 2nd helping and I even got some to take home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/K-_ItCoq08E" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can hear my tattletale baby sister in there, trying to prove that she's a good girl by asking for permission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the humans had a feast too by having a human cake and nasi lemak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy barkday Scuba and thanks for sharing your day with us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-9041382639985604829?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/9041382639985604829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=9041382639985604829' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/9041382639985604829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/9041382639985604829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-barkday-scuba.html' title='Happy Barkday, Scuba!'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/LuHlH3tFK14/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-6628456872724410159</id><published>2011-06-08T09:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T09:10:45.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Unpopular Stalker</title><content type='html'>Here was what I did at the park over the weekend, stalking a chocalate lab.  My M says (as you can also hear in the video later), that I have a thing for choc labs.  Something about them just makes me like them... maybe it's the chocalate?  But they never like me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NJZJF_GGf80" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as you can see, their irritation has never stopped me from pursuing what I what.  I have nothing but determination in buckets!  Or like my M would say, stupid stubborness.  I don't even mind them scolding me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are there any nice choc labs out there who wouldn't mind being my friend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-6628456872724410159?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/6628456872724410159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=6628456872724410159' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6628456872724410159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6628456872724410159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/06/mr-unpopular-stalker.html' title='Mr Unpopular Stalker'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/NJZJF_GGf80/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-6761827926579305851</id><published>2011-05-31T11:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T11:36:24.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm jealous of Mr Golden</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the extreme lack of updates this month, as my M was busy travelling.  First there was the family trip to Taipei and Hongkong, and then there was her work trip.  I can understand why my M is not bringing me on her work trips, but shouldn't I be joining on the family trips since I'm part of the family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, this golden here got left behind while the OTHER golden in the family gets to go on holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr Golden waiting for his flight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5307/5779469012_eb094d2dc9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, his name is really MR Golden. And so far he has been to Hong Kong, Indonesia, Taipei and Hong Kong again.  He's taken more plane rides than me and I am JEALOUS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he came back with these pictures to taunt me with too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr Golden enjoying the inflight movies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3017/5779469652_d568fc7e65.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr Golden at the Hot Spring Resort with the waterfall behind him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3335/5779469308_1505d2a7d5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr Golden with the room key to the Hot Spring Resport room&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3358/5779469448_8a17831255.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr Golden in the Hong Kong Disneyland Hotel bed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5103/5779469558_6e4d88fe8f.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I think my baby sister was the only kid lugging a non-disney character soft toy in disneyland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top it all off, not only did my baby sister bring only Mr Golden on the trips, she found herself another golden to harrass in Taipei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5101/5779469144_dd69f1aefe.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was the only golden she should sleep on, but nooo... she found this resident dog of a cafe.  So what if he's the owner of 3 cafes named after him?  I have a whole range of products named after ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my baby sister should have her loyalty checked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can a dog do around here to earn a howliday?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-6761827926579305851?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/6761827926579305851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=6761827926579305851' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6761827926579305851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6761827926579305851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-jealous-of-mr-golden.html' title='I&apos;m jealous of Mr Golden'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5307/5779469012_eb094d2dc9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-5404100434797579620</id><published>2011-05-12T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:40:22.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jailed</title><content type='html'>This happened to me last week.  One day, my MM asked my M if she locked me inside the bedroom before she left for work because when he went home, I was alone in the room with no waterbowl and no windows opened (only the small window in the toilet was opened).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My M was surprised and said no, and later they realised that it was my baby sister who locked me in.  Apparently that morning, before she left for school she came into the room to give my usual hug and kiss goodbye.  And when she left the room, she conveniently closed the door after her.  My M didn't realise as she was waiting outside for my baby sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy was I glad when my MM came home and released me from imprisonment!  It was boring and stuffy in the room!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I can sue my baby sister for false imprisonment....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-5404100434797579620?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/5404100434797579620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=5404100434797579620' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/5404100434797579620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/5404100434797579620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/05/jailed.html' title='Jailed'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-4780166782949297938</id><published>2011-05-03T16:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T16:15:12.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday camp</title><content type='html'>My M went on a business trip last week and who else did I bunk in with but Scuba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5022/5680286300_6b9b8f6d39.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's us having a little snooze...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5222/5680286162_b40d21f7b9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course we have to include Pepper too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5190/5680286082_65f4b04eba.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty Viv kept telling my M what a scaredy cat I had been and that the wild birds who flew into the balcony were scaring me so much that I was hiding in Aunty S's room.  I must say that I am not a scardey cat.  I am VERY brave, especially with my M is standing behind me. But the humans say I'm brave only because I have a back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than me, my baby sister also had a sleepover with Scuba the week before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bx9SmTBzbHY/Tb-5NHr2tyI/AAAAAAAAAFc/IeAzSksieQY/s1600/s%2Bsleepover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bx9SmTBzbHY/Tb-5NHr2tyI/AAAAAAAAAFc/IeAzSksieQY/s320/s%2Bsleepover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602400096524613410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet Scuba must be thinking by now why everyone is sleeping in his house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-4780166782949297938?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/4780166782949297938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=4780166782949297938' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/4780166782949297938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/4780166782949297938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/05/holiday-camp.html' title='Holiday camp'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5022/5680286300_6b9b8f6d39_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-3533423827568705525</id><published>2011-04-27T17:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T17:13:09.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picking up girls</title><content type='html'>Yup, here I am, picking up a girl.  Actually it's my baby sister, and she gets excited when she sees me at the window when I pick her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="400" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Cd8AEO1B95s" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she also likes me to say goodbye to her friends with her at the same window when we leave.  I get so popular that her friends will sometimes ask where I am when I am not there to pick her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="400" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/U1dd04CKEn4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-3533423827568705525?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/3533423827568705525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=3533423827568705525' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/3533423827568705525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/3533423827568705525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/04/picking-up-girls.html' title='Picking up girls'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Cd8AEO1B95s/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-1552380527352437100</id><published>2011-04-19T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T22:41:58.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hugs!</title><content type='html'>My baby sister hugging me before she goes to childcare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="400" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LWtzILLDGyI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funnily, that's the same thing she does when she tries to lift me up or ride me like a horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm starting to wonder if that really was just an innocent hug...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-1552380527352437100?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/1552380527352437100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=1552380527352437100' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/1552380527352437100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/1552380527352437100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/04/hugs.html' title='Hugs!'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/LWtzILLDGyI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-1631220016074038979</id><published>2011-04-04T10:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T10:31:59.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foot Fetish II</title><content type='html'>Apparently, not only do I have a foot fetish, I only have a fetish for certain feet, as my M found out recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="400" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rqJjbuFHQQc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how I rejected my M's feet in favor of my MM's feet?  A few times she tried to interrupt my licking frenzy by stuffing her feet in my face but I moved away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To console herself, my M has declared that my MM's feet are more 'stinkoooo', that's why I like it more.  And now she refuses to let me lick her after I've been near my M's feet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-1631220016074038979?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/1631220016074038979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=1631220016074038979' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/1631220016074038979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/1631220016074038979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/04/foot-fetish-ii.html' title='Foot Fetish II'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rqJjbuFHQQc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-6549266436945890959</id><published>2011-04-01T14:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T14:25:26.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Sofa</title><content type='html'>Before I start on my post, just an update on the GR that my M and MM went to see.  They decided not to adopt her, mainly because my M did not feel any 'connection' with the GR (in other words, she's doesn't feel like Herbie).  My M commented that she behaves more like me instead of like my big brother herbie.  Apparently she's a scardey cat like me, although I still think we're dogs.  My M was hoping for a stoic dog like my zen-like big brother Herbie, not another cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she's still on the look out for my big brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, my M was transferring files from the handycam to the PC last night and came across some old videos she took of me and my baby sister.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's sharing one of the with you guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="400" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-W_ntpN3sP4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things never change.  For the record, I am STILL a baby (or rather, toddler) sofa.  And now my baby sister has started attempting to ride on me.  She will hitch her leg up over my back while I'm still standing as if she's mounting a horse.  So far my M has been successful in stopping her but I wonder how long my good luck will last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a doggie chiropracter around?  I might need one in the near future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-6549266436945890959?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/6549266436945890959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=6549266436945890959' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6549266436945890959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6549266436945890959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/04/baby-sofa.html' title='Baby Sofa'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-W_ntpN3sP4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-7491498483007933919</id><published>2011-03-25T10:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T10:22:35.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another baby sister?</title><content type='html'>I was at Scuba's house yesterday, and all the aunties were asking me if I'd like to have another baby sister.  Isn't ONE baby sister enough to torture me already?  Why do I need another?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Instrument of torture&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5305/5557631034_0713a87cee.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Aunty G said if I wanted a CANINE baby sister.  Now that's a whole different story altogether.  With 2 dogs against 1 baby, we'll win 8 paws down!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that there might be a 7 month old female GR up for adoption and my M and MM are thinking of popping down for a look.  My M in particularly, would like to see if it's my big brother Herbie reincarnated since the psychic had told her Herbie might be reborn anytime after July 2010.  So counting the months, it's a possiblity this 7 month old could be Herbie.  But my M was wondering, can Herbie get reincarnated as a GIRL?  Anyway, Aunty G said that Herbie gets mistaken for a girl all the time anyway when he was alive.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if the 'feeling' is right, I may get a new sister!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-7491498483007933919?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/7491498483007933919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=7491498483007933919' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7491498483007933919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7491498483007933919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/03/another-baby-sister.html' title='Another baby sister?'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5305/5557631034_0713a87cee_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-4678024820221109215</id><published>2011-03-17T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T22:46:05.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help the animals of the Japan Tsunami/ Earthquake</title><content type='html'>While help has been directed to helping the poor Japanese people affected by the terrible disaster from all over the world, we must not forget our furry friends as well.  They must be equally lost, scared and displaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a touching video of a dog who refuses to leave his canine friend.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="400" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/J3TM9GL2iLI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an English translation of the voiceover exchange between the two reporters in the clip (translation courtesy of Toshiyuki Kitamura):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in Arahama area. Looks like there is a dog. There is a dog. He looks tired and dirty. He must have been caught in the tsunami. He looks very dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a collar. He must be someone's pet. He has a silver collar. He is shaking. He seems very afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there is another dog. I wonder if he is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right there. There is another dog right next to the one sitting down. He is not moving. I wonder. I wonder if he is alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog is protecting him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. He is protecting the dog. That is why he did not want us to approach them. He was trying to keep us at bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't watch this. This is a very difficult to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Look. He is moving. He is alive. I am so happy to see that he is alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Yes! He is alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks to be weakened. We need to them to be rescued soon. We really want them rescued soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh good. He's getting up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing how they survived the tremendous earthquake and tsunami. It's just amazing that they survived through this all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two dogs were lucky to be rescued, but there are many more out there needing help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://worldvets.chipin.com/japan-animal-aid"&gt;Worldvets &lt;/a&gt; is a international veterinary aid organization providing ongoing veterinary programs in 28 countries worldwide as well as disaster response for animals.  They are now collecting donations for medication for the animals in Japan.  Please help to donate, no amount is too small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget.chipin.com/widget/id/a1b3944b591e5157"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget.chipin.com/widget/id/a1b3944b591e5157" flashVars="" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="transparent" width="250" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-4678024820221109215?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/4678024820221109215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=4678024820221109215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/4678024820221109215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/4678024820221109215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/03/help-animals-of-japan-tsunami.html' title='Help the animals of the Japan Tsunami/ Earthquake'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/J3TM9GL2iLI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-6499462605528356651</id><published>2011-03-14T06:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T06:54:34.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest JD</title><content type='html'>New responsibility added to my job description:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Footrest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Ej6CiNEr44/TX1K7N-0MDI/AAAAAAAAAFU/vfLl4Th9Zko/s1600/IMAG0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Ej6CiNEr44/TX1K7N-0MDI/AAAAAAAAAFU/vfLl4Th9Zko/s320/IMAG0099.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583701494235148338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will that mean a pay increase as well?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-6499462605528356651?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/6499462605528356651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=6499462605528356651' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6499462605528356651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6499462605528356651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/03/latest-jd.html' title='Latest JD'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Ej6CiNEr44/TX1K7N-0MDI/AAAAAAAAAFU/vfLl4Th9Zko/s72-c/IMAG0099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-2680072980580186531</id><published>2011-03-04T09:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T09:14:36.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrorizing Pepper</title><content type='html'>Me and my baby sis.... we make a good tag team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="400" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_hyM_bMjXoQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't think Pepper shares the same view as us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm so unpopular with dogs AND cats.  I don't like some dogs, but I LOVE cats.  They should love me back, doncha think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My M says it's got something to do with my 'lack of respect for personal space' when I was trying to climb on her and stick my nose in her face.  I wonder what she meant...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-2680072980580186531?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/2680072980580186531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=2680072980580186531' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/2680072980580186531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/2680072980580186531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/03/terrorizing-pepper.html' title='Terrorizing Pepper'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_hyM_bMjXoQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-2312039458861909455</id><published>2011-02-21T16:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T16:19:40.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Unpopular</title><content type='html'>I was at the park last week, and I really, really wanted to play. But the only 2 other dogs at the park only played with each other and totally ignored me, even when I attempted to come in between them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ALSjBsWfnYI?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why won't they play with me? And my M even called me the 3rd party between them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;(M: It was really amusing, because Helios keep trying to butt in between the other 2 dogs and you can see he really wanted to be 'in' but was at a loss on how to join in. So he just charged in between them, or just stood really close and looked. The 2 dogs will then take their play somewhere else or ignore him, and Helios had to run after them again to butt in.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-2312039458861909455?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/2312039458861909455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=2312039458861909455' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/2312039458861909455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/2312039458861909455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/02/mr-unpopular.html' title='Mr Unpopular'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ALSjBsWfnYI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-177908517696290145</id><published>2011-02-08T09:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T09:17:49.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year!</title><content type='html'>Here's a belated Chinese New Year wish to everyone!  Sorry for the lack of updates, I was busy going around visiting and doing parlour tricks for my dose of treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EzpqazOiKMk?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together with my baby sister, we managed to sneak in quite a lot of snacks among ourselves.  Too bad my M will be travelling tomorrow so there's no more visiting for us this weekend. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-177908517696290145?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/177908517696290145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=177908517696290145' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/177908517696290145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/177908517696290145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year!'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/EzpqazOiKMk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-6893400731490177610</id><published>2011-01-27T09:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T09:47:51.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feed me</title><content type='html'>Feed me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5219/5389907127_a7e3913d8a.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or I'll... I'll....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll foam your lap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5254/5389907139_de57bcf523.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, my threat did not work. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-6893400731490177610?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/6893400731490177610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=6893400731490177610' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6893400731490177610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6893400731490177610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/01/feed-me.html' title='Feed me'/><author><name>Herbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447682796034833962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photobucket.com/albums/v76/hellzpawn/th_herbie7E_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5219/5389907127_a7e3913d8a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-2587758334115539278</id><published>2011-01-11T08:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T08:51:24.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foot fetish</title><content type='html'>My M says I have a fetish for stinky feet when she caught me so engrossed with my MM's feet.  Well, if it makes her feel any better, I only have fetish for our family's stinky feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5_E-ivQAicE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5_E-ivQAicE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-2587758334115539278?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/2587758334115539278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=2587758334115539278' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/2587758334115539278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/2587758334115539278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2011/01/foot-fetish.html' title='Foot fetish'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-3886545336005113605</id><published>2010-12-29T09:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T10:04:47.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated christmas post and Happy Barkday to me!</title><content type='html'>Today is my special day.  I am now officially 4 years old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My M celebrated my barkday on christmas eve as she thought all the dogs will be around.  Unfortunately Jack and Joey didn't come because their HC has a second pawty to go and so she can't bring them to Scuba's house.  On the bright side, that means Tommy, Scuba and me get to eat more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's me with the cake my M made.  It's more meatloaf than cake, because it's all packed with awsome beef!  It's decorated with fondant and some sesame street characters taken off from my baby sister's old barkday cake.  We didn't get to eat the fondant coz it's sweet so it's only for decoration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My barkday cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5090/5292887756_05eb0ac46c.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customary group photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5081/5292887816_c0785c8100.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing my barkday song.  I must add that I didn't get to blow my own candle because my baby sister and Tommy's baby brother beat me to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5041/5292288373_b601bdec77.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, getting ready to cut the cake!  I'm licking my lips in anticipation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5009/5292288327_4325e4819f.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we took the annual group photo with the babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5081/5292887972_2b18680416.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Pepper very unwisely decided to walk past at this time and he was grabbed (literally!) to take pictures too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5042/5292288491_dbb3cf889a.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to show you how unhappy he looked, here's a close up from other photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5243/5292288439_ac37d189c4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must be the unhappiest living thing in the house on christmas eve.  Maybe that has something to do with him being half strangled by my baby sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5129/5292288401_952a3b309a.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that my M is gonna get me something nice for dinner tonight since it's my barkday.  I'm soooo looking forward to dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving you now with my baby sister's best wishes for the coming new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Yzr23bYBZs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Yzr23bYBZs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-3886545336005113605?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/3886545336005113605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=3886545336005113605' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/3886545336005113605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/3886545336005113605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/12/belated-christmas-post-and-happy.html' title='Belated christmas post and Happy Barkday to me!'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5090/5292887756_05eb0ac46c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-4214344017949667608</id><published>2010-12-28T10:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T11:03:09.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss my butt</title><content type='html'>Not mine.... my baby sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays she likes to run to me nekkid after her shower and tell me to kiss her bum. Sometimes I oblige her, but sometimes I'm just not in the mood for stinky butts, shower or not. Just because I like to stuff my nose into other dog's butts or some human crotches doesn't mean I like having butts shoved in my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Warning: Nudity involved, parental advice needed (as in, advice your kids not all dogs like to kiss butts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2rRDDmlVo5I?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2rRDDmlVo5I?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how my baby sister would react if I'd shoved MY butt into her face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-4214344017949667608?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/4214344017949667608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=4214344017949667608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/4214344017949667608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/4214344017949667608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/12/kiss-my-butt.html' title='Kiss my butt'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-1207846658422592407</id><published>2010-12-22T14:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T14:50:29.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Photos to share</title><content type='html'>Just to share with you some photos my M took for me last weekend.  She bought a new backdrop and was waiting for the chance to take some nice peektures of my and my baby sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a very good boy, I took a lot of photos even tho I didn't really like the being made to do stay and with 2 huge flashes pointing at me.  So I had lots of pictures.  But my M only uploaded these few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Serious look&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5210/5279810885_fcfc24126a.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy look&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5282/5279810891_5e73df3a29.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bored look&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5205/5279810889_2382030f16.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My baby sister, on the other hand, was a naughty girl.  First she refused to put away the awful tumbler whose color clashes with the image, and then she refused to stay put.  After that she just threw a tantrum and cried.  So she only had a handful of photos, one of which shows her bullying me as usual... just ignore my smile.  I did it because I had to.  I REALLY was being bullied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5004/5279810893_abbc3a44b0.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After her tantrum, my M had a hard time controlling both of us because I kept wanting to run away and my baby sister keep wanting to throw a fit.  In the end she gave up irritably and went mumbling something about "babies and dogs together".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I thought it turned out pretty well.  At least I was looking handsome, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there might be a next time....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-1207846658422592407?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/1207846658422592407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=1207846658422592407' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/1207846658422592407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/1207846658422592407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/12/photos-to-share.html' title='Photos to share'/><author><name>Herbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447682796034833962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photobucket.com/albums/v76/hellzpawn/th_herbie7E_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5210/5279810885_fcfc24126a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-5278328584363198822</id><published>2010-12-12T15:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T16:09:48.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nosey Affair</title><content type='html'>Lately, my M has been looking at my nose very frequently and she said that my nose's color is getting lighter.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She commented that even when my big brother herbie was 7 years old, he still had a very black nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My big brother herbie before he fell sick&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5162/5253677606_7a6fe4a8a6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started with a very black nose too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when I was a pup&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5046/5253078489_f949a130d7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then somehow it just got gradually lighter at the tips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5203/5253677608_fd5ae1c19f.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My M wonders if it's coz I was rubbing my nose too much, which resulted in quite a bloody mess the last time I did frantic rubbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;See my bloody nose?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5043/5253677610_ee0d623945.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe because I like to poke my nose too much into other people's (and dog's) butts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I don't think it matters very much what color my nose is, as long as it can still smell.  I think my baby sister would like it very much if my nose was orange, or pink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-5278328584363198822?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/5278328584363198822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=5278328584363198822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/5278328584363198822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/5278328584363198822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/12/nosey-affair.html' title='Nosey Affair'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5162/5253677606_7a6fe4a8a6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-5855533776818094494</id><published>2010-12-06T14:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T14:39:44.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Partners in Crime</title><content type='html'>Here's me and my BFF baby sister (yes, we've made up since the last post), trying to harrass... I mean, entice the cat to come out and play with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't see the cat in the video coz it was hiding in the bushes and my M can't get a good shot of it, but believe me, it was inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UHnSP2YuIwI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UHnSP2YuIwI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, it refused to come out and play with us.  I blame my baby sister for making all that meowing noise and scaring it.  If I was the only one there, the cat would have come out long ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-5855533776818094494?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/5855533776818094494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=5855533776818094494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/5855533776818094494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/5855533776818094494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/12/partners-in-crime.html' title='Partners in Crime'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-7742542484411500674</id><published>2010-11-26T10:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T10:13:34.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complain Queen</title><content type='html'>My baby sister is growing up to be a complain queen. She now has enough vocab to complain about me. Just a few weeks ago, she was complaining to all the humans that I stepped on her toe and this morning, she complained to my M that I stepped on her hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gB0Jj0E6_5s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gB0Jj0E6_5s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I haven't even gotten started on MY own list of complains, like how she likes to disturb me when I sleep, pull my tail, knock on me, meddle with my dinner, pluck my fur, poke my eye, sit on me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, my list is longer than hers and to think she has the cheek to complain about ME first! Someone should tell her to stop bullying me instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;(M: Well, that's the kind of love-hate relations that they share, much like real human siblings.  They like each other and yet like to irritate each other as well.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-7742542484411500674?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/7742542484411500674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=7742542484411500674' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7742542484411500674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7742542484411500674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/11/complain-queen.html' title='Complain Queen'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-4593614753241859680</id><published>2010-11-18T08:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T08:58:37.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BFF</title><content type='html'>Just to share some photos my M took for me and my BFF yesterday.  She complains that she can never get both of us to look at the camera at the same time.  I think she should just improve on her photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kiss kiss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1192/5184683532_26b0372356.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hug hug&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1001/5184683496_909310fafa.jpg"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BFF!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4090/5184683448_c7cb69e51e.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-4593614753241859680?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/4593614753241859680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=4593614753241859680' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/4593614753241859680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/4593614753241859680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/11/bff.html' title='BFF'/><author><name>Herbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447682796034833962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photobucket.com/albums/v76/hellzpawn/th_herbie7E_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1192/5184683532_26b0372356_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-5991480070430537270</id><published>2010-11-12T09:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T09:34:19.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally open!</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not posting for such a long time.  The whole family went on a howliday and I was left behind with Scuba, who was too lazy to switch on his PC for me, hence the lack of updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the dog run is finally offically open today!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I went early this morning to check it out.  You can still see the construction going on outside the dog run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OPWcEm2O-2U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OPWcEm2O-2U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, I had to be the first to mark my territory. I've already peed a few times....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and taken my first dump there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4064/5167768445_bcfd07d1f7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see my friends again there tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-5991480070430537270?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/5991480070430537270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=5991480070430537270' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/5991480070430537270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/5991480070430537270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/11/finally-open.html' title='Finally open!'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4064/5167768445_bcfd07d1f7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-1919867239860084508</id><published>2010-10-22T11:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T11:30:57.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching</title><content type='html'>Just showing how my baby sister and I sometimes play.  She likes to make me run after her, but if I get too rough, she'll complain.  You just can't win her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lEolTR8qK74?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lEolTR8qK74?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-1919867239860084508?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/1919867239860084508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=1919867239860084508' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/1919867239860084508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/1919867239860084508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/10/catching.html' title='Catching'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-7945816416439259340</id><published>2010-10-13T09:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T09:17:59.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog Run (II)</title><content type='html'>I've not gone to the park for a few weeks now since the dog run was closed so last weekend, my M thought we should make a trip there to see how things are moving along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, she didn't tell me that the run is still closed so I happily dragged her and my baby sister towards the direction of the dog run, until I came to this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A barrier!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4086/5071821514_9c535fca91.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at how tightly I was pulling the leash to check out the barrier.  Even my baby sister seems a little shocked that her way was blocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went near the new fence and on closer look, we saw this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4129/5071821390_2410ea7de1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It won't be ready until 15 Oct!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since we came all the way here, I might as well take a photo with my future new dog run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4112/5071216487_51f8354251.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that there will not be any further extentions to the closure.  I need to mark the new place and play with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When will you be ready?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4113/5071821454_36028b7a53.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-7945816416439259340?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/7945816416439259340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=7945816416439259340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7945816416439259340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7945816416439259340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/10/dog-run-ii.html' title='Dog Run (II)'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4086/5071821514_9c535fca91_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-6207620153399493563</id><published>2010-10-08T10:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T10:13:10.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knock, Knock.</title><content type='html'>I think either my baby sister has a bad hearing or my M has bad diction.  Either way, I'm the one who suffers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5BpcmNdp6qA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5BpcmNdp6qA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-6207620153399493563?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/6207620153399493563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=6207620153399493563' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6207620153399493563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6207620153399493563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/10/knock-knock.html' title='Knock, Knock.'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-7807948014138264428</id><published>2010-10-03T12:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T13:51:31.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Children's Day!</title><content type='html'>It was Children's Day last Friday and my baby sister's childcare organised an outing to the park.  Of course, at 3.5 years old, I am considered a child as well, so my M decided to bring me along and at the same time take some pictures of me since she felt she has not taken pictures for me for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy to be going for an outing that I was running in joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4124/5046482160_732df41f15.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4132/5046482306_01480357cc.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The park was near to a shipyard place so we can see BIG ships nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4086/5045860553_4296e17f56.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between my nice, posed photos....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4111/5045860717_27c1177934.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually taking a rest at a pavilion.  I was the first one there, but later a couple came and they decided to be lovey dovey in my pavilion.  My M thought it's a bit strange since couples usually like to seek secluded spots but this couple decided to choose to be lovey dovey right next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were smooching before this pic was taken...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4133/5046481992_e0e97517b4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my sister's schoolbus finally arrived and I met up with the children.  They didn't quite know what to do with me at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can someone give me a massage?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4132/5045861007_41830cc8ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my baby sister had to demonstrate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4151/5046482390_8f258c500f.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I must say they are all very quicker learners!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Full body massage!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4110/5046482562_80e15a9051.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had some kiddy games later, where you're supposed to guess the person behind the card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4127/5046482716_f6829f9e8c.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't intersted in this game at all since I can already guess with my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4085/5045861197_ebcf49d6d8.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids later made me fetch sticks and run races with them, but too bad my M didn't have the chance to take the pictures of us playing because she was too busy maintaining order with me and the screaming kids. I was almost going deaf with all the kids shouting instructions at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in all, it was a fantastic day out for me.  I was so tired from all the running that I slept the afternoon away.  And so did my baby sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Children's Day to all who are still young at heart!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-7807948014138264428?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/7807948014138264428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=7807948014138264428' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7807948014138264428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7807948014138264428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-childrens-day.html' title='Happy Children&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4124/5046482160_732df41f15_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-6374484274536738296</id><published>2010-09-29T10:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T11:38:07.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Nosed Doggie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4147/5034678315_126bbe9fd4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to the tune of Rudolph!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helios the red nosed doggie&lt;br /&gt;Had a very bloody nose&lt;br /&gt;And if you ever saw it&lt;br /&gt;You would even say it's gross&lt;br /&gt;All of the other humans&lt;br /&gt;Used to laugh and call him names&lt;br /&gt;They would say poor thing Helios&lt;br /&gt;You're such a silly boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The humans have been tsk-tsking at me recently, saying that I'm a silly boy. It all started when my MM bought a new car. It's now a 7-seater, but my MM converted the last row into a flat area for me so now I have a whole 1/3 of the car to myself! I no longer have to share the back seat with my baby sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look how much space I have now!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4149/5034678323_419d9c966c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new car came last week, and to go with the new car, there was a new doggie car seat cover which MM's sister gave us. And since the new doggie car seat cover does not have my scent, the most natural thing for me to do is to rub my face in the cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the cover came with a zip and I rubbed my nose too hard on the metal zip that I rubbed my nose raw. My M thought that I would stop rubbing it in since my nose is already raw but I proved to her that I determined to get my smell on it at all costs, so I continued rubbing my face in the next day as well. My M was surprised at the splotches of blood on the brand new car seat cover and also at my high threshold of pain. In the end, she decided to flip the cover on its underside so I won't be able to get the zip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The culprit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4126/5034678325_2c97199776.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we just have to wait for my nose to heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My poor nose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4083/5034678321_cec39fedcc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(M: The nose is taking some time to heal because Helios is STILL rubbing his face in the cover and with his nose already raw, the wound gets 'refreshed' everytime he rubs his face, even though he's now rubbing on cloth instead of zip. And he always does it when everyone is already strapped at the front of the car and no one can get him to stop him. Maybe he will have to be banned from car rides until his nose heals :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no! I hope my M is not seriously thinking of banning me from car rides!&lt;br /&gt;(On a side note, my M was hinting to my MM that now that we have so much space at the back and there's only one dog, we should fully utilise the extra space. I wonder what that means...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-6374484274536738296?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/6374484274536738296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=6374484274536738296' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6374484274536738296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6374484274536738296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/09/to-tune-of-rudolph-helios-red-nosed.html' title='Red Nosed Doggie!'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4147/5034678315_126bbe9fd4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-6156192720221973655</id><published>2010-09-26T16:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T16:09:10.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sor-wie....</title><content type='html'>I did a very bad thing the other day. Although I knew I wasn't supposed to do it and it wasn't really an emergency, I went ahead and did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pooped at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm outside trained, so there's no papers at home for me to do my business, so unless I'm having a stomach upset, I won't poop at home. But those 2 days, I kept distracted by the cats when I went for my toilet break that I forgot to poop. I was so busy trying to get them to play that I just went for a quick pee and went to look for the kitty cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on day 3, I decided I had to go... at home. And my M was angwee with me when she came home and saw the non-diarrhoea poop. I wonder if it might have been better if it's diarhoea poop? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(M: Of course not! Poop at home is no good, doesn't matter if you're having a tummy upset or not.  But at least there's no scolding if it's truly a tummy upset)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how sor-wie I am.  I tried to give her my ball as a token of apology but I don't think she really wanted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QHyvuvVWLbM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QHyvuvVWLbM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blame the cats.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-6156192720221973655?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/6156192720221973655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=6156192720221973655' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6156192720221973655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6156192720221973655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-sor-wie.html' title='I&apos;m sor-wie....'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-419469622003885857</id><published>2010-09-20T17:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T17:19:10.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's my dog run?</title><content type='html'>I went to my weekly weekend dog run last sunday and to my horror, this is what I saw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you notice anything strange about the picture below?  Make a guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4105/5004093651_c261e69afc.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dog run is fenceless!  I had to sniff both sides of the poles to make sure my eyes were not playing tricks on me.  Oh the horror!  Where am I supposed to find my friends? What will happen to my social life in future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about to get ready to collaspe from apoplexy when my M reassured me that the dog run will be back.  Apparently there's a huge upgrading of the whole park and the dog run is slated to be moved a short distance away.  The workers had to remove the fences to put it at the new run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see the picture below, the new dog run will be right behind the white fencing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4113/5004700620_639d298618.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so relieved that my dog run will still be here.  It seems that the new run is supposed to be ready by the end of this week.  I hope that the workers will be done with it soon.  I'm missing my friends already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-419469622003885857?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/419469622003885857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=419469622003885857' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/419469622003885857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/419469622003885857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/09/wheres-my-dog-run.html' title='Where&apos;s my dog run?'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4105/5004093651_c261e69afc_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-4250508333309926027</id><published>2010-09-06T14:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T14:37:12.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Play with me!</title><content type='html'>Anyone can tell me how to make Pepper play with me?  He ignores me even as I prance about, sniff him or whine.  He even hisses at me!  But that didn't stop me from trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the bad light, but we were in a corner of the room and there wasn't much light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/Ar526SfXweE/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ar526SfXweE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ar526SfXweE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="400" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Scuba couldn't give me any help.  So, any bright ideas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-4250508333309926027?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/4250508333309926027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=4250508333309926027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/4250508333309926027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/4250508333309926027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/09/play-with-me.html' title='Play with me!'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-7917065454099534848</id><published>2010-09-01T15:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T15:47:55.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comic</title><content type='html'>Daydreams, interrupted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4129/4947836786_cb707921de_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-7917065454099534848?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/7917065454099534848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=7917065454099534848' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7917065454099534848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7917065454099534848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/09/comic.html' title='Comic'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4129/4947836786_cb707921de_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-1783235289094672771</id><published>2010-08-23T11:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T11:42:12.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What goes around...</title><content type='html'>... comes around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys, I'm back with a guest post!  Remember a long, long time ago, I once complained that with the arrival of my baby brother Helios (now a big boy helios), I've become at the bottom of the &lt;a href="http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2007/06/bullied.html"&gt;pecking order&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1425/534698003_3c2cf7d905_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it turns out that there is something called 'retribution'.  Or maybe not such a serious word.  Comeuppance?  Just desserts? (although I cannot imagine desserts being a bad thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that my baby brother helios is now... right at the bottom of the pecking order!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O-0Tg_FT38g?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O-0Tg_FT38g?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="400" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he will fully understand what I was feeling as he crushed over me, disturbed my sleep and basically being a pain in the bottom (bottom... bottom of the pecking order.. geddit?  Geddit??)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I guess being dead doesn't stop me from being corny, or punny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an angel, I think I'm in the best position to warn you, be good to others, or else....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll make sure you'll be at the bottom too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/30/67705801_451c680bd8_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-1783235289094672771?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/1783235289094672771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=1783235289094672771' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/1783235289094672771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/1783235289094672771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-goes-around.html' title='What goes around...'/><author><name>Herbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447682796034833962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photobucket.com/albums/v76/hellzpawn/th_herbie7E_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-5561812327221033405</id><published>2010-08-11T10:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T10:08:54.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to go toooooo</title><content type='html'>This is what happens almost every weekday morning. Everyone will go out and leave me alone at home. Even my baby sister gets to go out and she likes to rub it in (literally and figuratively) on me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-4KbDN3Dxr4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-4KbDN3Dxr4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby sister will sometimes come and hug me goodbye they leave the house on her own accord. of course sometimes she also follows the hug with a 'Helios, cannot go!' or 'Helios, stay at home!' which is not exactly the words I wanted to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I go wherever they are going too?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-5561812327221033405?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/5561812327221033405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=5561812327221033405' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/5561812327221033405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/5561812327221033405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-want-to-go-toooooo.html' title='I want to go toooooo'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-700813690753990432</id><published>2010-08-03T09:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T09:30:12.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of cars and food</title><content type='html'>This is a post not about me at all. In fact, I'm not even featured in this post. But Scuba is too lazy to post so he asked me to and as his good friend, of course I obliged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what has he got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bf34WQhO-z8/TFdvefmSktI/AAAAAAAAAEs/YTjuQ1v2YjM/s1600/Scubas_very_own_car.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500988039525208786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bf34WQhO-z8/TFdvefmSktI/AAAAAAAAAEs/YTjuQ1v2YjM/s320/Scubas_very_own_car.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His very own car!! His Uncle in Hong Kong bought this license plate especially for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm jealous. I want a car named Helios too. But too bad license plates in Singapore doesn't allow us to have novelty names like that and my M is too poor to buy a car in Hong Kong so that I can have my name on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(M: Excuse me, who is going to drive that car in Hong Kong when ALL of us are living here?) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if it's any consolation, at least Scuba'll never get to sit in it, unless he can fly to Hong Kong, he can only admire his car thru pictures.  And I don't think Aunty V will fly Scuba to Hong Kong just to sit on Scuba the car since there's the matter of quarantine and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, here's Joey looking intently at my baby sister's food.  Life can be so unfair for us dogs.  Why does she get to eat everytime she begs but we get ignored?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O826zwKNSEc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O826zwKNSEc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-700813690753990432?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/700813690753990432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=700813690753990432' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/700813690753990432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/700813690753990432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/08/of-cars-and-food.html' title='Of cars and food'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bf34WQhO-z8/TFdvefmSktI/AAAAAAAAAEs/YTjuQ1v2YjM/s72-c/Scubas_very_own_car.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-6932828600650558384</id><published>2010-07-25T15:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T15:53:15.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tolerance</title><content type='html'>My baby sister likes to disturb me.... a lot.  But I'm a good boy, so I usually try to tolerate or ignore her.  Look how I'm being bullied at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, she likes to climb all over me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-SPCy96nHLQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-SPCy96nHLQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my M is so busy filming that she won't even save me when I'm staring at her with pleading eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, she won't let me eat in peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eT8XnF5Ih9Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eT8XnF5Ih9Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is already on a good day.  Sometimes she stares at me when I'm trying to eat and try to poke my dinner.  Or she'll be banging the pots and pans when I'm trying to eat.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think some people say the dog is a dangerous animal around kids.  I think it should be the other way around!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-6932828600650558384?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/6932828600650558384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=6932828600650558384' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6932828600650558384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6932828600650558384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/07/tolerance.html' title='Tolerance'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-1460107587403917581</id><published>2010-07-22T08:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T08:58:54.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uprooting?</title><content type='html'>I found this really nice and big stick the other day and try as I might (and I'm a strong boy!), I can't seem to pick it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8FDY7KkZnXc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8FDY7KkZnXc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone has any idea how I can get that stick?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-1460107587403917581?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/1460107587403917581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=1460107587403917581' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/1460107587403917581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/1460107587403917581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/07/uprooting.html' title='Uprooting?'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-4136917443523572415</id><published>2010-07-09T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T22:38:06.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New dog in da house!</title><content type='html'>I think the training of my baby sister is moving on very well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finally learnt the art of fetching&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/ERO2FBfsC7I/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ERO2FBfsC7I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ERO2FBfsC7I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="400" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See!  After fetching the toy, she will lie on it and cover it with her scent.  Although if it was me, I'd be rolling over the toy instead of just lying on it.  And I don't know why she has to keep count before getting up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I think she makes a very good pup and she has me to thank for being a good teacher.  Or maybe I shouldn't teach her too well because the humans seem to be stopping me from snatching... I mean fetching with her.  I thought all toys thrown should be fair game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum thinks she has inherited some of my silliness.  I don't think she got silliness from me, since I'm not silly.  I'm not, right? *worried*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;silly girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/l60cKORqqt8/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l60cKORqqt8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l60cKORqqt8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="400" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All dogs should hate lampshades, but I don't know why she's having so much fun with Scuba's lampshade.  I think I better have a good talk with her to straighten out the dos and don'ts of being a dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-4136917443523572415?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/4136917443523572415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=4136917443523572415' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/4136917443523572415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/4136917443523572415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-dog-in-da-house.html' title='New dog in da house!'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-6009293577823202751</id><published>2010-07-06T15:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T16:05:30.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save who??</title><content type='html'>When my baby sister gets punished, she will usually cry out for someone other than the punisher (usually my M, the punisher I mean, not the savior) to save her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she was punished again a few days ago and made to sit in the corner and she must have been really desperate, coz she starting calling out for me to save her.  ME?  Save her against my M??!  She must be getting desperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/YpfYXhbIig8/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YpfYXhbIig8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YpfYXhbIig8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="400" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She kept crying out 'Helios there...' at least I hope that meant 'Helios are you there to save me' and not 'Helios, there is the culprit!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as you can see.... I did try!  I really did!  I tried by trying to distract my M with my ball and pleaing with my big innocent eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think it worked too well tho...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-6009293577823202751?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/6009293577823202751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=6009293577823202751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6009293577823202751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6009293577823202751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/07/save-who.html' title='Save who??'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-7917709466952416437</id><published>2010-06-15T11:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T11:56:03.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last dog standing</title><content type='html'>I don't know if it's a color thing, but it seems that I'm always almost the last dog standing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GwWpXeMjoqQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GwWpXeMjoqQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe something about being white makes them more easily tired?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be boring being the only one with energy left!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-7917709466952416437?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/7917709466952416437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=7917709466952416437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7917709466952416437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7917709466952416437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/06/last-dog-standing.html' title='Last dog standing'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-8824504188022173066</id><published>2010-06-08T11:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T12:05:07.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Murder, I wrote</title><content type='html'>I had a horrifying experience last Sunday.  I almost witnessed a murder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started out quite normally, taking my usual Sunday morning bath.  After my bath, just as my M was planning to take me to my usual Sunday morning park, she opened the door and was greeted by a storm.  Having no choice, we had to play fetch in the corridor so that I can run myself drier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was going on well, I was happily playing ball, when my M suddenly tried to murder..... my ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how, but she threw it down into the street from our flat and even managed to make it look like an accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked down and saw....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4049/4676616665_86a04d6871.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... lying on the street, wet and afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then something worse happened!  Having escaped being flattened on the ground after a fall from great height, my poor ball almost died again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't run over my ball!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1299/4676616899_302a730612.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my poor ball should start counting his lucky stars that he escaped from the jaws of death twice in a morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4004/4677279850_cabf41da16.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the rain lightened up, I hurried my M to save my poor, traumatised ball.  I'm glad to see that it's still in one piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have to pawtect my poor ball from my clumsy M.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm soooo glad you're back!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4034/4677279884_05b9b0f029.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I don't let her hold the ball, how do I get her to throw it for me to fetch?  What a dilemma!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-8824504188022173066?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/8824504188022173066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=8824504188022173066' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/8824504188022173066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/8824504188022173066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/06/murder-she-wrote.html' title='Murder, I wrote'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4049/4676616665_86a04d6871_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-748817322712548962</id><published>2010-06-04T11:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T22:42:27.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>It's been a loooong time...</title><content type='html'>... since I last went to the beach.  The last time I was there, my baby sister was still crawling.  Now she's a little walking terror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was soooo happy to be finally back on the beach that I was running for joy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sun.. the sea... the sand!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4047/4665767234_9e9df3a43b.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad Scuba couldn't come coz his mum was sick, but then again, he wouldn't have enjoyed swimming anyway.  And Tommy couldn't come coz his pawrents went to a wedding pawty the night before and couldn't wake up in time.  I'm sure Tommy will be quite peeved with them if he found out we went swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did I mention we went swimming?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4043/4665169613_462f0a4a6f.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4052/4669256370_8733190074.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sure Tommy will be disappointed to know that we were frollicking in the sand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't tell Tommy we were playing in the sand, ok?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4006/4669256418_ba6aec1cd7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did I say anything about sand?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4038/4665811683_b4b0dbcfe1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if Tommy were to ever ask how was our weekend, I'm sure we could get Jack to tell him that it was bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bah!  Being stuck at the beach is a lousy start to the day!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4013/4669279026_03d17baec9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my baby sister wasn't really enjoying herself at first.  She didn't like walking on the sand and was afraid of the waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4019/4669287758_200e9a95dd.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had 2 grouches on the beach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1274/4665144163_7cc7779d71.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to have a good talk with her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4056/4665123103_ba0a7c4aee.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And showed how how much fun the beach can be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4072/4665768582_7429dbb3bf.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4059/4665144025_4067847f99.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which maybe I shouldn't have, coz she found her own way of having fun at the beach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Water me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4027/4668680531_4f1ce668f1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Test, test...Is Helios wet enough?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4062/4665769706_ff003db27d.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nope... needs more water&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1296/4665144917_4c541c1e7b.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And some on the head too...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4006/4668680593_5cac51be3c.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see the resigned look on my face?  Oh well... as long as it makes her happy.  But Joey was smart enough to get away from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gonna just get my ball and get out of the way before I get watered too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1275/4665144541_3f0e34884f.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he only stayed away until there was food... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4071/4666423942_40f5f02e9e.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my baby sister has mastered the art of begging, as evident by the fact that she's the only one among the 3 who got to eat after begging.  And she got the food from Aunty G, who is well known for being able to resist doggie begs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if my Big Brother Herbie has somehow secretly imparted the most important lesson in the art of begging to my baby sister.  How else can you explain why she succeeded when everyone else have failed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I'm just happy to be back on the beach, food or no food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1267/4668701361_b3c644e3c4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope we get to go back again soon.  And remember, if Tommy ever asks, we were NEVER at the beach!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-748817322712548962?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/748817322712548962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=748817322712548962' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/748817322712548962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/748817322712548962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-been-loooong-time.html' title='It&apos;s been a loooong time...'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4047/4665767234_9e9df3a43b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-7491145920393850360</id><published>2010-06-01T10:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T11:04:15.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where I sleep...</title><content type='html'>Can you see me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4023/4658725082_ef39ef0f9c.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that under my baby sister's cot is a cozy den just right for sleeping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4024/4658723474_287aa15cfb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although sometimes I do knock my head on the underside of the bed when I try to rush out.  My M says she hopes I don't get any sillier from all the knockings.  I thought I'm a smart boi?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-7491145920393850360?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/7491145920393850360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=7491145920393850360' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7491145920393850360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7491145920393850360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/06/where-i-sleep.html' title='Where I sleep...'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4023/4658725082_ef39ef0f9c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-8302373816144339121</id><published>2010-05-26T15:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T15:37:51.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's faster than a speeding bullet....</title><content type='html'>It's Helios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My M was out of town for a working trip for 4 days and I bunked in with Scuba when she wasn't around.  Boy, was I glad when my family finally came to pick me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/ZlLXEQy56Yo/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZlLXEQy56Yo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZlLXEQy56Yo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="400" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My M always called me her 'One-dog welcoming party'.  I'm sorry you only get to see my butt in most of the video.  I think I was moving too fast for my M to video so she just decided to focus on one spot and waited til I zoom into view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope she felt that I gave a warm enough welcome... I was zooming for almost 5 minutes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-8302373816144339121?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/8302373816144339121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=8302373816144339121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/8302373816144339121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/8302373816144339121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/05/whatfaster-than-speeding-bullet.html' title='What&apos;s faster than a speeding bullet....'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-4696207748647951434</id><published>2010-05-17T14:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T14:59:59.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disturbia</title><content type='html'>Just a typical day showing how my baby sister and I like to disturb each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't like being licked on the face, and I don't really like being scrunched in the face.  So we see who gives up first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/CWK2_7uZ2mU/hqdefault.jpg)" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CWK2_7uZ2mU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CWK2_7uZ2mU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="400" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I win this round!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-4696207748647951434?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/4696207748647951434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=4696207748647951434' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/4696207748647951434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/4696207748647951434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/05/disturbia.html' title='Disturbia'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-6153686880693286422</id><published>2010-05-13T10:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T10:36:09.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting....</title><content type='html'>... for my early morning rubba....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4052/4600570973_b4050cb9da.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.k.a morning wake up call... at the same time my tail would be thumping against the bed and the baby cot, enough to make my M stop lazing on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(M: Luckily, like Herbie, Helios doesn't wake me up from my sleep.  He'll only do this when he knows that I'm actually awake but still lazing in bed.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-6153686880693286422?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/6153686880693286422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=6153686880693286422' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6153686880693286422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6153686880693286422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/05/waiting.html' title='Waiting....'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4052/4600570973_b4050cb9da_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-8225710692769221536</id><published>2010-05-09T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T22:08:16.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day!</title><content type='html'>It's the time of the year where we celebrate all mothers and since my mum is far away in Oz, I will celebrate the day with my baby sister and my M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it just so happens that my baby sister's new childcare centre was organising a mothers' day celebration right next to my regular dog run yesterday morning!  So right after my weekly run at the park, we popped over the fence (almost literally!)to join the kids pawty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;See the dog run?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4020/4591426297_8c1c25c060_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dogs were all on the other side so you can't see any of them in the above picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was quite the star at the pawty and a lot of kids came up to touch me ot take peektures with me.  I even managed to get myself a full body massage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A little to the right please!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3301/4591401955_1456e0f54a_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was food!  I was kinda hoping that once again, my baby sister will share her yummies with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Helios: Do I get a bite?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sherylyn: Do I want to give Helios a bite?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4008/4591402015_d35a8673a4_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought my wish would be answered when my M told my baby sister to 'Go and sit WITH Helios'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is what I thought she would do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4017/4591444795_a4497be9e9_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But apparently my baby sister didn't want to get her pants dirty so she quietly did this instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3328/4592064214_444a718c49_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only was she not sharing her yummies with me, she's sitting ON me and EATING her yummies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4065/4591402067_51bdb3ff53_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she's still not very good with her vocab, since she can mistake 'sit WITH Helios' with 'sit ON Helios'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this new childcare teach her better english next time.  The important words being 'give', 'share' and 'offer', best used before the word 'Helios'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's wishing all mums a Happy Mother's Day! (including my mum in OZ!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-8225710692769221536?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/8225710692769221536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=8225710692769221536' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/8225710692769221536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/8225710692769221536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/05/full-body-massage.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-3027904981268538122</id><published>2010-04-30T13:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T13:11:14.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new best friend</title><content type='html'>Introducing.... my new best friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/RjHtOfGc_bQ/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RjHtOfGc_bQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RjHtOfGc_bQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's none other than my baby sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's starting to get to the 'fun' age (if I can ignore the fur pulling and head butting).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I get her to feed me next?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-3027904981268538122?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/3027904981268538122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=3027904981268538122' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/3027904981268538122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/3027904981268538122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-new-best-friend.html' title='My new best friend'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-9025058754074940214</id><published>2010-04-18T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T22:49:43.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret treasure?</title><content type='html'>I just 'nose' there's something interesting in there.... if only I can get someone to lift up the flap for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hIERqmpTtj4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hIERqmpTtj4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-9025058754074940214?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/9025058754074940214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=9025058754074940214' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/9025058754074940214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/9025058754074940214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/04/secret-treasure.html' title='Secret treasure?'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-4165633991235342509</id><published>2010-04-06T07:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T07:05:10.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rawhide competition</title><content type='html'>Scuba and I had a rawhide competition the other day to see who would be the fastest chewer in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="220" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=5f363f911a&amp;photo_id=4494576487"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=5f363f911a&amp;photo_id=4494576487" height="220" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not because I was a slower chewer, but because Scuba's mum instigated my baby sister to distract me while I chew.  Here's the proof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="220" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=65bdba6a54&amp;photo_id=4494591435"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=65bdba6a54&amp;photo_id=4494591435" height="220" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After successfully spoiling my view of my rawhide, she went to get her reward.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet I would have won if not for distractions.  I call for a re-match!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-4165633991235342509?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/4165633991235342509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=4165633991235342509' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/4165633991235342509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/4165633991235342509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/04/rawhide-competition.html' title='Rawhide competition'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-3380263579982245116</id><published>2010-03-29T14:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T14:47:54.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog identification process</title><content type='html'>This is my very smart baby sister naming all of us!  Of couse, although she's smart, she still needed some prompting sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="320" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=102f5a0302&amp;photo_id=4472740942"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=102f5a0302&amp;photo_id=4472740942" height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my baby sister can sorta recognise my big brother herbie sometimes.  Sometimes when she sees his photo, she will go 'Er-Bie!' but sometimes she just says dog.  My M have been trying to tape her saying 'Herbie' but she's not always so cooperative.  I wonder how she knows which is my big brother herbie since my M only showed her a few pictures of herbie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-3380263579982245116?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/3380263579982245116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=3380263579982245116' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/3380263579982245116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/3380263579982245116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/03/dog-identification-process.html' title='Dog identification process'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-4824056125849869092</id><published>2010-03-22T17:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T17:12:27.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promoted</title><content type='html'>My M got an email from my breeder recently, and it turns out that I'm gonna be promoted soon! Yes, promoted to the status of Uncle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My litter sister, Spice, will be having her first pups in April! I thought our mum was great by having 7 pups in all but Spice managed to pull an even better one. The vet thinks that she might have 12 pups!! I'll be an uncle to 12 nieces and nephews!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the soon-to-be mother, doesn't she look as boootiful as me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bf34WQhO-z8/S6cz3t8GuzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/a1q10dM_CJ8/s1600-h/Spice17mths1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451382906272791346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bf34WQhO-z8/S6cz3t8GuzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/a1q10dM_CJ8/s320/Spice17mths1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I feel so grown up now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: But I'm not sure my M still calls me a silly boy and thinks of me as a puppy.  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(M: because you behave like a puppy!!! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  I shall have to make her stop calling me silly or else none of my nephews and nieces are gonna wespect me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-4824056125849869092?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/4824056125849869092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=4824056125849869092' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/4824056125849869092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/4824056125849869092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/03/promoted.html' title='Promoted'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bf34WQhO-z8/S6cz3t8GuzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/a1q10dM_CJ8/s72-c/Spice17mths1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-421662234496139326</id><published>2010-03-16T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T22:14:54.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diaper Cake</title><content type='html'>My M has been busy these few days making a cake for her friend whom she says is going to 'pop' soon.  I wonder what is her friend popping.  Maybe corn?  So that we can have pop-corn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the cake she's making looks very strange too.  I asked her if I can eat the cake and she says no, coz it's a diaper cake.  I asked if she meant to say her friend 'pooped' instead of 'popped' since she needs diapers but she kok my head and called me a silly boy.  She said a diaper cake is made up of diapers and baby goodies stuffed inside to resemble a cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I noticed something VERY interesting on the diaper cake!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A toy-toy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2803/4438356564_df36434815_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I asked if I can have the toy if I can't have the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I have Mr Tiger please??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4018/4438356528_9344a9df5f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my M said no and proceeded to wrap it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4007/4437580649_caa77d0110_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think maybe I'll have to pop too in order to get a diaper cake with toy.  Or maybe should I poop instead?  Hmmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-421662234496139326?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/421662234496139326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=421662234496139326' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/421662234496139326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/421662234496139326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/03/diaper-cake.html' title='Diaper Cake'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-5044840349231034958</id><published>2010-03-01T11:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T11:42:37.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rated: Not suitable for children</title><content type='html'>Although this post is not suitable for children, the atrocious act is done by none other than my baby sister, a kid herself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, not only is she a&lt;a href="http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/01/dog-abuse.html"&gt; dog abuser&lt;/a&gt;, she is also a dog molester too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the proof!  Look at what she's trying to do to Scuba! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4032/4396523451_af605d44df_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides this, she has also tried to touch his balls and poke his bum!  Poor Scuba!  I'm so glad that I have my long fur to help cover up my privates, otherwise I think I won't be spared from her molestations as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let this seemingly sweet photo from deceiving you.  My baby sister is indeed capable of criminal acts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4012/4396519205_68d073cfdb_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dogs who visit us, be warned!  Come at your own risk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-5044840349231034958?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/5044840349231034958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=5044840349231034958' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/5044840349231034958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/5044840349231034958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/03/rated-not-suitable-for-children.html' title='Rated: Not suitable for children'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-3131215387490793844</id><published>2010-02-17T09:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T10:14:17.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year!</title><content type='html'>Happy Roaring Year of the Tiger! I hope everyone's year started Puurfectly! At least mine was not too bad. My M and MM brought me visiting on the first and second day of the Lunar New Year and I got to perform my parlor tricks (ie: food on nose). The kids were extremely impressed and I got quite a bit of cookies. I would have gotten more if my M was not there to control the amount *pout*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we didn't manage to take any photos coz my M didn't bring her camera and I was too busy checking out the new houses and trying to avoid the babies. My M says I finally knows what it feels like to be stalked because one of the nephews, who is only a month older than my baby sis, was totally fascinated with me and kept following me all night. I had to be constantly on the move because I think he was trying to steal my toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My M's gonna have a pawty at home this saturday so hopefully there'll be more food! Maybe she'll remember to take photos too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;(M: And there's gonna be another baby too!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no!  I hope this baby won't stalk me like the other one does.  I have soooo many toys to pawtect!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-3131215387490793844?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/3131215387490793844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=3131215387490793844' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/3131215387490793844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/3131215387490793844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year!'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-2406707841900226436</id><published>2010-02-01T11:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T11:24:43.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog abuse - after thoughts</title><content type='html'>Well, a reader of my blog commented on my earlier posting that he/she was appalled that my M allowed my baby sister to hit me with a book.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are somethings I need to clarify on my M's behalf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, that was only a portion of the video recording.  Prior to that being recorded, my baby sister was actually patting me, that's why my M took out the video to film us.  Then my baby sister changed her mind and decided to bully me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, what makes the reader think that my M did not scold or discipline my baby sister?  It was precisely why the video was cut off at the end coz my M stopped taping to reprimand her when she refused to heed the earlier warnings.  Or maybe I should ask my M to continue taping the evidence of her disciplining my baby sister to show to the world that she did not just sit back and let me be bullied.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I can choose to walk away and my baby sister will not be able to reach me since she is confined in the playpen.  I was not made to stay there.  Actually, if I am really very much in pain, I would have walked away.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who follow my blog will know that there are posts showing when me and my baby sister really love each other.  And babies being babies, sometimes they do not know their own strength or what they do might be wrong.  But don't worry, I'm still very much loved, and my baby sister does get stopped when she gets a bit overboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don't get so uptight and jump to conclusions, ok?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-2406707841900226436?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/2406707841900226436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=2406707841900226436' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/2406707841900226436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/2406707841900226436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/02/dog-abuse-after-thoughts.html' title='Dog abuse - after thoughts'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-5470886930514633428</id><published>2010-01-28T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T11:22:29.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zhng my netbook!</title><content type='html'>Remember I said that my M is planning to do something else with the photos she drew of us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what she did... with her netbook:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4069/4310773488_a18f73a3fb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that nice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-5470886930514633428?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/5470886930514633428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=5470886930514633428' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/5470886930514633428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/5470886930514633428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/01/zhng-my-netbook.html' title='Zhng my netbook!'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4069/4310773488_a18f73a3fb_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-7678688875628530476</id><published>2010-01-17T14:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T14:33:58.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog Abuse</title><content type='html'>Remember I said that my baby sister loves me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm beginning to think that it's not that true. Look at what she's doing to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="320" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=d24560e2f1&amp;photo_id=4281080154"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=d24560e2f1&amp;photo_id=4281080154" height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has now taken to whacking me with her book. And after that (not captured on video), she even attempted to dig out my eye with her thumb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(M:  The funny thing is, the baby is confined in her playpen and Helios is outside.  He could have walked away when she started 'bullying' him and she won't be able to reach him but he chose to stay there and let her finish her evil deeds (pulling ears, pulling fur, whacking head, poking eye) before he walks away.  Then he'll stay there looking very sad and resigned the whole time.  What a silly dog!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although after that she tried to make up to me, I couldn't quite decide if I should forgive her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="320" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=e3818d43c9&amp;photo_id=4281063170"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=e3818d43c9&amp;photo_id=4281063170" height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I think I'll forgive her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-7678688875628530476?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/7678688875628530476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=7678688875628530476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7678688875628530476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7678688875628530476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/01/dog-abuse.html' title='Dog Abuse'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-7011767114042481257</id><published>2010-01-11T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T11:22:43.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally unveiled!</title><content type='html'>Remember sometime ago I posted this drawing my M made of me and my big brother Herbie and I was wondering what she was planning to do with it?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I finally found out some time ago but I couldn't tell you guys about it as it was meant as christmas presents and I can't reveal what it is until the recipients have all opened their presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what my M made in the end:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4050/4264217546_6d93887599_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tee-shirt with all my friends on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a close-up.  Can you tell who's who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2738/4264963656_647884f988_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also made some mugs as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side A...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4027/4264217656_590d59fec7_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side B...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4041/4263468185_bf5e5c5cea_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she made a non-chrismas version tee for my baby sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4025/4263468085_3aa0072a1f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally!  I can let the cat out of the bag!  What a relief!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now my M is thinking of what else can she do with the drawings.  She's thinking maybe she will zhng her netbook next.  Whatdyaguys think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Zhng is a local slang for 'modify', ie: modify something so that it's nicer, faster, prettier etc)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-7011767114042481257?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/7011767114042481257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=7011767114042481257' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7011767114042481257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7011767114042481257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/01/finally-unveiled.html' title='Finally unveiled!'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-2228913104225341588</id><published>2010-01-05T10:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T10:06:59.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple love</title><content type='html'>My baby sister loves me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bf34WQhO-z8/S0KeoOjmZJI/AAAAAAAAAEc/plM95Eh7Llg/s1600-h/19122009094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bf34WQhO-z8/S0KeoOjmZJI/AAAAAAAAAEc/plM95Eh7Llg/s320/19122009094.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423071315246867602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-2228913104225341588?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/2228913104225341588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=2228913104225341588' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/2228913104225341588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/2228913104225341588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/01/simple-love.html' title='Simple love'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bf34WQhO-z8/S0KeoOjmZJI/AAAAAAAAAEc/plM95Eh7Llg/s72-c/19122009094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-6321062229641904203</id><published>2010-01-01T15:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T15:24:37.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year and update on my barkday</title><content type='html'>First of all, a very Happy New 2010 to everyone!  Me and my M started the new year by going to the beach early this morning to try and catch the sun rise with her friends.  I told her, why must she catch the sun when she can catch me, since my name have the word sun too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said it's a different sun.  Frankly I can't tell but I'm just happy to be out with her.  She said she will try and see if there's any nice peektures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, an update on my barkday.  My M says I'm officially an adult now so I can vote, drink and watch R(21) movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On X'mas eve, after baking the cake, I finally had a chance to eat it, but we had to do some things first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take peektures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4003/4226210909_d6ac169a88_o.jpg"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took a lot of convincing to make me take this peekture coz I refused to go near the dangerous fire on my cake.  I don't know why my M tried to burn my yummy cake.  Luckily, my baby sister and Tommy's baby brother managed to help me put out the fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2700/4226210953_fb31144b9d_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we managed to take a proper (and safe) peekture.  Safe also because Jack and Joey were kept aside.  They couldn't take the peekture with us because if they stand too near the cake, there'll be none left for the rest of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2501/4226979096_c0fdeb74fd_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There must be something about white dogs.  Even Scuba tried to steal my cake while me and Tommy were still posing.  Luckily he's not as fast as Jack and Joey so we managed to save the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's us testing the cake first before it was taken away to be cut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2569/4226211037_d70dd16981_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on my actual barkday, my M cooked my yummy steak and a fried egg.  She also gave me some of her carbonara!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More peekture taking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2724/4233197070_75e33e5f65_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chomp... chomp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2603/4232424839_0f720c793e_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful end to a great year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-6321062229641904203?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/6321062229641904203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=6321062229641904203' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6321062229641904203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6321062229641904203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-and-update-on-my-barkday.html' title='Happy New Year and update on my barkday'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-8037829556621280916</id><published>2009-12-24T16:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T07:20:24.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Barkday Cake!</title><content type='html'>How time flies!  I'm gonna be 3 years old next week and since the humans are having a x'mas eve party tonight, my M decided to have an early celebration for my Barkday too!  So she's gonna make me a yummy cake.  You can try out this recipe at home too but there's no guarantee how it'll turn out coz my M does everything in estimation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if the photos turn out blurry or with a strange color cast coz my M left her camera at Scuba's house and she had to make do with her phone's camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, you'll need these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2546/4210037763_6e2e75c91f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, what's a doggie cake without meat?  So you'll need this too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2652/4210037779_bd67cd6901_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minced beef (or whatever meat), stir fried with chopped garlic.  Then boil and mash the potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix them with the egg (coz I think the egg holds everything together)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4033/4210803218_872f524347_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My M happens to have some left over cream and she was afraid it'll spoil if kept for too long so she added it in as well but you can skip this if you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2632/4210037837_517718ce53_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how can a cake not have flour?  So we have the healthier wholemeal version.  It's also to soak up any excess juice if your mixture is too soggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4020/4210803272_21f8944633_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix, mix, mix.  I wanted to help but my M won't let me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4055/4210803292_b754ba733c_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end she found something that I can help out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="220" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=e2218858a6&amp;photo_id=4210803166"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=e2218858a6&amp;photo_id=4210803166" height="220" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is a very good job for me, cleaning hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, my M decided that instead of the usual round or square cakes, she'll try something special.  Can you guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's gonna make me a Me cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2738/4210037921_d8747c64b3_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what the finished me looks like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2658/4210037961_e2a0a98785_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complete with 3D ears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4063/4210037981_bdab1fde71_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that it's baking time, about 200 celcius for 30 minutes.  Then the cake has to be cooled down before we can start decorating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of decorating, my M was actually wondering if there's any sugarless, or healthy icing (for dogs).  She's not a cake person so in the end she used cream cheese again.  But she'd like to try something else (with some color hopefully) next year.  Drop a note if you have a recipe please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so here's the cream cheese deco in progress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4033/4210803410_4495dbea47_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the completed one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2489/4210803430_90f515cabb_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now comes the hard part.... trying to put my name on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My M DIYed the 'icing' with mashed sweet potatoe (actually she cooked 4 sweet potatoes but ended up using only one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4019/4210803368_e6c3925ab2_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily my name came out all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4058/4210803466_bbc6eb8a82_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here come the hardest, hardest part....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a photo with my cake but not being able to eat it... *pout*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4023/4210803490_139154e059_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My M says I have to wait til the pawty tonight to share with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Psstt.... I've actually had a secret lick when she wasn't looking.  Don't tell her that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-8037829556621280916?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/8037829556621280916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=8037829556621280916' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/8037829556621280916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/8037829556621280916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-barkday-cake.html' title='My Barkday Cake!'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-1581445277296396334</id><published>2009-12-18T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T23:45:13.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Calendar!</title><content type='html'>My new 2010 Calendar is out!  ok, it's not really mine, coz my baby sister and my big brother herbie are featured in there too.  My M likes to use our photos and make it into a calendar every year so that she can admire us in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's handsome/ pretty us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2765/4195390084_6325937254_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this year, besides the doggie version, she made another baby version for the grandparents.  The baby version has more peektures of my baby sister, but me and my big brother herbie managed to sneak in some months.  But I don't think it's as good as the doggie version so I shan't bore you guys with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, my M's friend found a white huskee look-a-like dog around Serangoon Gardens.  The dog has no tag and not microchipped.  Aunty SY said that the dog is very friendly.  If anyone has lost a similar looking dog, please go to the SPCA quickly because that's where Aunty SY has sent it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-1581445277296396334?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/1581445277296396334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=1581445277296396334' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/1581445277296396334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/1581445277296396334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-calendar.html' title='New Calendar!'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-1853537325610318670</id><published>2009-12-14T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T10:35:58.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I really want that!</title><content type='html'>I'll tell you what I want, what I really, really want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2621/4183643438_579e0d22d0.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really, really want that froggie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="220" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=a203401435&amp;photo_id=4183643130"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=a203401435&amp;photo_id=4183643130" height="220" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(M: Helios sat there for a good 20 minutes just waiting for the frog at a friend's house.  He didn't get it of course, but it didn't stop him from going back there to wait again every time he thinks some human is going near the frog)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-1853537325610318670?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/1853537325610318670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=1853537325610318670' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/1853537325610318670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/1853537325610318670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-really-want-that.html' title='I really want that!'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2621/4183643438_579e0d22d0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-7213977240337488945</id><published>2009-11-24T22:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T22:04:58.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is that me??</title><content type='html'>My M and MM went out for dinner the other day at this restaurant called Big O, and on one of the walls of this restaurant, there were lots and lots of doggie pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my M was glancing at those pictures, she did a double take, coz my picture was up there!!  She wondered how did my picture get up there so she took another look, and another, and another, and then she decided to go up to my picture and take an even closer look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can you find me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bf34WQhO-z8/SwvnqeUus2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/36HNDOW7dgc/s1600/big-o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bf34WQhO-z8/SwvnqeUus2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/36HNDOW7dgc/s320/big-o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407670494468944738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she realised that it's not me.  But it certainly does look like me, right?  She later found out from one of the waitress that the dog belongs to a friend of the owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's my long lost twin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-7213977240337488945?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/7213977240337488945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=7213977240337488945' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7213977240337488945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7213977240337488945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2009/11/is-that-me.html' title='Is that me??'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bf34WQhO-z8/SwvnqeUus2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/36HNDOW7dgc/s72-c/big-o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-6336425193265482475</id><published>2009-11-16T08:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T08:59:13.268+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Not talking</title><content type='html'>We're not talking to each other right now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2634/4107765456_c6cc06db7c_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotcha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2685/4107001081_9cec25be96_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did we manage to trick you?  Don't worry, we're still best buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2485/4107001639_10a4668a2f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we love each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2689/4106999743_4c38832bed_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My M and MM took us to the Botanics Garden to take nice peektures.  The last time I was here, my big brother herbie was still with us and I took lots of nice &lt;a href="http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2007/05/photos-photos.html"&gt;peektures&lt;/a&gt; with him.  Now that he's not here anymore, my baby sister is taking over his place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd notice, the chair is the very same one I sat on with my big brother herbie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/190/512932145_8b9eba3eef_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll post more nice peektures once my lazy M is done with sorting them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-6336425193265482475?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/6336425193265482475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=6336425193265482475' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6336425193265482475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6336425193265482475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-talking.html' title='Not talking'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-6826336364650467337</id><published>2009-11-09T09:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T09:24:21.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freud needs a new home!</title><content type='html'>My M just got an email from one of my readers, Jo, asking to help publicize Freud's plight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freud is a 3 years old black mongrel whom Jo has rescued about 4 months ago from his very irresponsible previous owner who neglected him by locking him in the balcony for over a year with no walks and no attention.  He was severely malnourished.  I can never ever imagine a life with no walks and no attention.  My M calls me the 'attention-seeking boy' and I think I'll just die if no one loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Jo has managed to fatten Freud up a little, but as she already has a dog and cat at home, her family is not keen to foster Freud, so poor Freud has been staying in the boarding place for the last 4 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess a boarding place is better than his previous home, but it's not as good as a proper home and it's not a long term solution.  So Jo would like to find Freud a new home, or if a foster for now until he finds his furever home.  She says that Freud is very sweet, takes easily to people and very very smart. (But I still think I'm smarter, although my M calls me silly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what freud looks like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bf34WQhO-z8/SvdvCMgeQgI/AAAAAAAAAEM/FqeWPShz8Eo/s1600-h/freud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bf34WQhO-z8/SvdvCMgeQgI/AAAAAAAAAEM/FqeWPShz8Eo/s320/freud.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401908361562046978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if any of you can help, drop me a mail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-6826336364650467337?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/6826336364650467337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=6826336364650467337' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6826336364650467337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6826336364650467337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2009/11/freud-needs-new-home.html' title='Freud needs a new home!'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bf34WQhO-z8/SvdvCMgeQgI/AAAAAAAAAEM/FqeWPShz8Eo/s72-c/freud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-7065454831409642972</id><published>2009-11-02T16:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T16:35:06.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishy Friends</title><content type='html'>I realise now that my baby sister is a cat too, like me!  But I still don't know why I'm a cat when I'm obviously a dog.  My M calls me the scardey cat, and now my baby sister is the copy cat.  There sure are a lot of cat names around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're called cats coz we both like fishies.  I've heard that cats like fishes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I pass by the fishies' home, I like to pay them a visit.  I will pull my M towards them so that I can say hi.  But I think fishes are not very friendly coz they usually ignores me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Visiting the fishes!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="220" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=a7c8ac97e5&amp;photo_id=4067263241"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=a7c8ac97e5&amp;photo_id=4067263241" height="220" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look, even my baby sister is fascinated with fishes!  And she's got bigger fishy friends than me.  *pout*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2573/4067279963_b67d7a4425_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-7065454831409642972?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/7065454831409642972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=7065454831409642972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7065454831409642972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7065454831409642972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2009/11/fishy-friends.html' title='Fishy Friends'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-889683970183549424</id><published>2009-10-21T09:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T09:21:18.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Artistic Project</title><content type='html'>My M is now embarking on another of her project and she intends to do something with it.  She won't tell me what she's doing, but she did give me a sneak preview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can you tell who's who?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2787/4030103647_ce9b2ed6f1_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what she's making this time....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-889683970183549424?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/889683970183549424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=889683970183549424' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/889683970183549424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/889683970183549424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2009/10/artistic-project.html' title='Artistic Project'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-2015823911872236922</id><published>2009-10-07T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T12:02:41.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love that transcends species and dimension?</title><content type='html'>As I was sorting my mail over at the rainbow bridge the other day, deleting spam mails that promised me riches beyond my wildest dream (I wonder why no one ever sends mail to tell me that I've won a whole lifetime supply of dinners? Oh wait, I used up my lifetime. Darn!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then one of the mails popped up. It was something different. It was written with so much feelings, I can feel that this writer truly loves me, nevermind the bad english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what she wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hello dear new friend.&lt;br /&gt;Glad that I'm just browsing now in the Internet and I come acros your contact and i was much feelings oaver it,I'm miss angel wilson by name,please i will like us to hold a good relationship with a real love,I'm happy to look at your contaact today ,you sound so gentle to me that was the reason why i fall very much interested in you,contact me personal with my private box for more introduction also i will sent my pictures to you so we can know more about each other,i will be happy to see your mail my dear,age or colour even distance can't deny any genuine love,so please lets give our self a trial,thanks till i hear from you,&lt;br /&gt;miss angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wow, my very first love letter!  And I truly agree with her that genuine love transcends age, color and distance!  But I must say she has really chosen for herself a really testing love story, for I am 8 years old (at last count), golden brown (with a pale gold underbelly) and currently living over the rainbow bridge.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait, she's Miss Angel!  I wonder if there's a chance she might be living somewhere near the rainboe bridge.  Maybe around St. Peter's gate?  If that's the case, it would make travelling so much shorter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just wonder if she minds an 8 year old (and dead) brown dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think she will accept me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-2015823911872236922?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/2015823911872236922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=2015823911872236922' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/2015823911872236922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/2015823911872236922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-that-transcends-species-and.html' title='Love that transcends species and dimension?'/><author><name>Herbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447682796034833962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photobucket.com/albums/v76/hellzpawn/th_herbie7E_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-3354110368063222600</id><published>2009-10-02T09:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T09:25:57.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over-strained</title><content type='html'>My MM has driven the car to the neighbouring country for the next 2 days so we were left car-less.  My very adventurous M then decided we should all have a long walk on Thursday morning to my baby sis's infant school.  Since I did not have my regular Sunday shower last sunday, she thought it'll be perfect to shower me and then air-dry me as we walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a 10 minutes drive usually, but it ended up being a 45 min walk because my M complained that I was behaving like a tourist taking pictures at every landmark.  Because I was taking pit-stops... I mean, pee-stops at every other tree.  But I can't help it, the trees were all so fresh and un-peed on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we finally reached the infant care safe and sound and took another 45 minutes walk back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bf34WQhO-z8/SsVSCbjnv0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/MLx9IB09JuA/s1600-h/helios-infantcare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bf34WQhO-z8/SsVSCbjnv0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/MLx9IB09JuA/s320/helios-infantcare.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387802730929045314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We passed by our regular park and my M decided to unleash me for a while and she was amazed that I could still run after such a long walk.  But never did we expect I'd start to suffer in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="400" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullscreen="true" allowNetworking="all" wmode="transparent" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v76/hellzpawn/01102009024.flv"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night at Scuba's house, while I was horsing around with my M (she was slapping my bum in play), I suddenly screamed.  Tommy looked kinda worried and Aunty Viv thought what happened as she has never heard me scream.  And I was shaking and looking VERY worried, which got my M worried too.  She pressed my thigh a bit and I screamed again.  But I could still walk, so the humans deduced that I must have strained my muscle, like what happened to my tail when I swim too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, you'll be glad to know that I have totally gotten over my muscle strain after a good night's sleep, although my M said she won't be bringing me out for long walks today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-3354110368063222600?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/3354110368063222600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=3354110368063222600' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/3354110368063222600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/3354110368063222600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2009/10/over-strained.html' title='Over-strained'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bf34WQhO-z8/SsVSCbjnv0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/MLx9IB09JuA/s72-c/helios-infantcare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-8938148701842942946</id><published>2009-09-23T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T16:13:24.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sicko family</title><content type='html'>It's official!  Everyone in the house is sick, except for me!  I am such a strong, healthy boy!  It first started with my baby sister 2 weeks ago with flu, then my M got it, then my baby sister decided she must win so she went ahead and had diarrhea, then my MM joined in by having stomach flu, then my M got fever and cough again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today all of them are on medical leave!  The good thing of them being sick is that all of them get to stay home, with ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being sick is not such a bad thing after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Healthy me, the healthiest one in the family!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bf34WQhO-z8/SrnYTrPSZJI/AAAAAAAAAD8/xcWUaHFPx0I/s1600-h/helios+park5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bf34WQhO-z8/SrnYTrPSZJI/AAAAAAAAAD8/xcWUaHFPx0I/s320/helios+park5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384572662034097298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-8938148701842942946?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/8938148701842942946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=8938148701842942946' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/8938148701842942946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/8938148701842942946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2009/09/sicko-family.html' title='Sicko family'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bf34WQhO-z8/SrnYTrPSZJI/AAAAAAAAAD8/xcWUaHFPx0I/s72-c/helios+park5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-3789552053915315407</id><published>2009-09-15T09:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T10:06:33.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Park</title><content type='html'>I finally get to go to the park again after 2 weeks!  I was initially quite happy to be there.... until I got chased by some dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened was, I was the second dog to reach the park, and there was already a JRT in there.  After that a family of 4 westies came in.  I think 2 of the westies are more dominant as they were kept on leash, but it was all right coz we were all minding our own business.  Then came a family of 5 shih tzus!  Now we have 2 different packs of small dogs, both in different corners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I managed to find an empty plastic bottle and was playing with it.  My M threw the bottle and I was running after it when 2 of the STs came charging and barking at me.  I was not too happy so I showed them my teeth and ran back to my M.  The owner pulled the STs back into their far corner and my M decided to pause my bottle game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After what seemed like an eternity everything seemed calm so we started the bottle game again and they came charging at me again.  This time I snapped at them and my M had to drag me off but she didn't scold me coz it's not my fault.  Anyway that's the thing with a family of dogs, as they say, power in numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only after the 2 packs left that I finally get to have fun with my bottle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="400" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://img.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v76/hellzpawn/heliosparkbottle.flv"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think after the scuffle I was on wary mode so I got into a near fight with another dog who came in later.  My M didn't see what triggered it but she and the other owner quickly broke up our quarrel and we ignored each other after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then came a Mini Scuba!  There was a 5 months old MBT puppy who kept wanting to make me play.  My M said that finally I get a chance to taste my own medicine (ie: being irritated to death).  I must say I don't think I was every that irritating.  Was I?  I'm not.... right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="400" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://img.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v76/hellzpawn/helios-MBTpup.flv"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these happened in a mere 1 hour.  I must say my sunday morning park's schedule was quite packed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-3789552053915315407?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/3789552053915315407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=3789552053915315407' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/3789552053915315407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/3789552053915315407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2009/09/sunday-park.html' title='Sunday Park'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-4940765312503527749</id><published>2009-08-31T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T08:55:37.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wet Wet Weekend</title><content type='html'>It was a rainy weekend, in fact it was wet, wet, week.  So with it being so wet, my M can't bring me out to the park.  So we took pictures with my baby sister and I played ball along the corridor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resting with my ball and baby sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2641/3872095077_f3918cb8d9_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my baby sister tried to run me down when I wasn't looking.  Don't they give driving licenses out for this kind of thing?  I think she seriously need one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad driver...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2523/3872879184_721e46da93_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's ok, I still love her, coz she loves me too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2603/3872094955_1fcf6644db_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... but only after checking that my ears were clean (they were, in case you want to know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3520/3872094887_1a0347a4be_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't go to the park again next weekend coz my M will be out of town.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss my weekend park.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-4940765312503527749?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/4940765312503527749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=4940765312503527749' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/4940765312503527749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/4940765312503527749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2009/08/wet-wet-weekend.html' title='Wet Wet Weekend'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-6315957607376850108</id><published>2009-08-24T14:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T14:32:35.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Customized Collar</title><content type='html'>A lot of people has been asking my M recently where she got my customized collar from.  Actually, since my big brother herbie's days, we've been wearing customized collars.  All our fabric collars have our names sewn on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our names!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3441/3847790411_a568843843_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because my M doesn't like the sounds of clinking tags, we don't wear dog tags, but she had her phone number sewn on the inside of our collar so that if we every get lost, which is unlikely, there's still a contact number.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope the founder will look on the inside for the number!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2425/3847790367_e288069bc5_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the collars are normal collars bought from any petshops, but she took the collars when she went on howliday to Bangkok, Thailand and got the names and numbers sewn at this shop called Seven Sisters located at the 6th floor of Mah Boon Kong (sp?).  It's very cheap for the sewing to be done there and you can choose the fonts and colors of the thread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for those who are not going to MBK, maybe you can check with the local Beach Road army shops to see if they can sew the names.  My M reckons that if they can sew names on the army uniforms, they should have no problem sewing collars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know where to get your personalized collars as well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-6315957607376850108?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/6315957607376850108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=6315957607376850108' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6315957607376850108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6315957607376850108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2009/08/customized-collar.html' title='Customized Collar'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-1863986433201575023</id><published>2009-08-17T09:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T10:46:52.226+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>My successor</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!  It's been a looong time since I was away and while over at the rainbow bridge, I pondered long and hard as to who should take over my place as the &lt;a href="http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2006/04/kitchen-god.html"&gt;Kitchen God&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2006/05/art-of-begging.html"&gt;King of Begging&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Helios is one of the obvious choice, but I've realised that now there's a competitor to that position, who is none other than our baby sister!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The humans have been wondering if our baby sister is me reincarnated since we both share similar traits (begging and sleeping) but I must make it clear that much as I love my family, I won't want to come back as a human.  Humans have to study, take exams, work, earn money... all those stressful things.  I'd rather come back as a dog and just eat, sleep and play all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I might be coming back.  My M was speaking to a friend's aunt who was a psychic and my M asked in passing if she sense dogs.  So I managed to pass a message to her.  Anway that's another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my successor.  Why do I say that my baby sister can be a candidate as well?  Well, look at the photos below and tell me if you spot any similarities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then: Me and Tommy...waiting outside the kitchen....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2478/3825694657_b443f70cd2_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now: The potential successors.... still waiting outside the kitchen...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3549/3825706925_a37e0721f8_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then: Waiting to be fed...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/93/232697256_924cb73855_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now: Still waiting to be fed...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2442/3825707117_014c42a487_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this video....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="400" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://img.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v76/hellzpawn/12082009006.flv"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you understand why I say my baby sister can be my successor as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all she has to learn is to plonk her head on the human's lap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-1863986433201575023?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/1863986433201575023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=1863986433201575023' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/1863986433201575023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/1863986433201575023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-successor.html' title='My successor'/><author><name>Herbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447682796034833962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photobucket.com/albums/v76/hellzpawn/th_herbie7E_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-7805307950511286589</id><published>2009-08-11T11:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T13:17:41.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long lost friend - Found!</title><content type='html'>I just found my long lost friend, Oscar!  We used to play together a lot at the park, but he had to move to a far away place called Dubai a year ago coz his dad was sent there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Oscar had enough of the sand in Dubai so he made his dad come back here.  I'm not sure what's wrong with the sand in Dubai, I thought sand always comes together with the sea, and that would mean swimming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after 1 year away, Oscar's back!  The first few times at the park we were a little awkward with each other so we didn't really play but yesterday, we got our groove back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started playing like old days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="400" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://img.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v76/hellzpawn/10082009004.flv"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he even has his boxer gang with him.  I was seriously outnumbered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="400" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://img.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v76/hellzpawn/10082009003.flv"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it didn't matter coz we all had fun!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I now have a friend to play with at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-7805307950511286589?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/7805307950511286589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=7805307950511286589' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7805307950511286589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7805307950511286589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2009/08/long-lost-friend-found.html' title='Long lost friend - Found!'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-2007992827198443740</id><published>2009-08-03T14:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T17:42:21.808+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Growling baby</title><content type='html'>My M thought it was quite funny that my baby sister, I mean my baby brother... was making growling noises when I played with Scuba.  I think she's a copycat, coz I sometimes growl a little when I play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="400" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://img.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v76/hellzpawn/28072009001.flv"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe when she's a little older we can be a tag team!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-2007992827198443740?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/2007992827198443740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=2007992827198443740' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/2007992827198443740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/2007992827198443740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2009/08/growling-baby.html' title='Growling baby'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-7558799468910112126</id><published>2009-07-30T16:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T17:43:22.868+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Where's my sister?</title><content type='html'>Something very strange happened recently.  One day, my M and MM went out with my baby sister...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2624/3767609691_bb9c115aa9_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and they came back with a baby brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2665/3767609615_e2617370e9_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they traded my baby sister in for a new brother coz my baby sister was pulling out her own hair so much that she became half bald and quite ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Half bald baby sister&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3591/3768410022_fb8fb3abd6_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better not shed more fur then I can afford to lose, otherwise they may trade me in for a labrador too!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone help me find my baby sister?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-7558799468910112126?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/7558799468910112126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=7558799468910112126' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7558799468910112126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/7558799468910112126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2009/07/wheres-my-sister.html' title='Where&apos;s my sister?'/><author><name>Herbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447682796034833962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photobucket.com/albums/v76/hellzpawn/th_herbie7E_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-9212383757583679785</id><published>2009-07-27T17:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T17:43:45.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Baby's 1st Barkday!</title><content type='html'>How time flies, my baby sister just had her 1st barkday on Sunday, but the humans celebrated it early for her on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I had to be around to make sure everything goes smoothly.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like checking out the decorations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the balloons are a little crooked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2509/3761580570_ae4fe6e66b_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if the food's gonna be up to standard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2511/3760779877_9fdbfee4d5_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say the cake looks very nice, but I wasn't given any coz it has chocolate, and alcohol in it. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2666/3760780175_d7860dcaf8_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The barkday girl was pretty knocked out by the end of the party and actually fell asleep!  What a lousy host!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2471/3761581288_f87f837656_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't even wake up when there was a human change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2560/3760780617_af0606c8e1_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I was still going strong, checking out everyone if there's still food left... I mean, if they had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2497/3760780709_18574a592d_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-9212383757583679785?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/9212383757583679785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=9212383757583679785' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/9212383757583679785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/9212383757583679785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-time-flies-my-baby-sister-just-had.html' title='Baby&apos;s 1st Barkday!'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-6179038866157363091</id><published>2009-07-24T14:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T17:44:03.010+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Scuba the living backdrop aka Bullying the Bully</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, my M carted the whole portable backdrop to Scuba's house for a shoot.  Scuba, as the host, was the most co-operative.  The humans just plonked him in the middle and he didn't even attempt to move away, so he was featured in EVERY photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he had photos taken with Tommy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2576/3750940515_c42b224e8d_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with J&amp;J...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2597/3750940511_6b290460dc_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2441/3750940519_8e404f0e62_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My M said I have a goofy grin but I thought I just looked handsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since Scuba was being so co-operative, the humans decided to put the babies on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy's baby brother so liked being on Scuba that he would climb up on Scuba on his own.  There must be something about Scuba's ears coz all the babies seem to like to pull it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tickle ears  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2640/3750940513_8784f80edf_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby sister was not very happy to be on Scuba coz she wanted to crawl around but the humans keep putting her back.  Look how grouchy she looks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2563/3750940503_66461cce8e_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The humans wanted us to take a group picture but gave up in the end coz we were all too excited to sit still.  They said there'll be a round 2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope they don't get the babies to sit on ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-6179038866157363091?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/6179038866157363091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=6179038866157363091' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6179038866157363091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/6179038866157363091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2009/07/scuba-living-backdrop-aka-bullying.html' title='Scuba the living backdrop aka Bullying the Bully'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18756049.post-8712326768906409441</id><published>2009-07-14T11:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T11:55:27.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doggieshoot - Me Behind the Scene</title><content type='html'>We had a very successful round 2 of photoshoot, collecting a total of $760.  Including other personal donations, re-orders and the last round of shoot in June, the total stands at $3080!  Thanks to all the doggies and helpers and doners for making this successful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's some 'behind the scene' shots of me... and the rest of the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the Men in Black!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2579/3719488608_a7c207c292_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at what they have to do to get the dog's attention!  Uncle Chris will make an excellent dog in my opinion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="400" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://img.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v76/hellzpawn/Photoshoot_1.flv"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My M didn't take any nice pictures of me but luckily &lt;a href="http://www.furry-photos.com/"&gt;Uncle Nicholas &lt;/a&gt;was there to save the day!  He took nice pictures of me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to be the Big Head Dog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2424/3718674503_795324a91b_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying my best trick.... food on the nose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2463/3719487650_e2f7c256b5_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, me at my natural best... looking handsome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3525/3719488660_a6ae414f35_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my M wants me to take to take what Uncle Nicholas calls, my Casanova Shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2555/3718674045_58a99f3de3_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casanova me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2483/3719488808_2236d24689_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There might be more BTS shots after Uncle Chris sorts thru everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18756049-8712326768906409441?l=herbiegr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/feeds/8712326768906409441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18756049&amp;postID=8712326768906409441' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/8712326768906409441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18756049/posts/default/8712326768906409441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2009/07/doggieshoot-me-behind-scene.html' title='Doggieshoot - Me Behind the Scene'/><author><name>Helios</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503649762523646385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/436823844_5a5b29f0f9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
