Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Last dog standing

I don't know if it's a color thing, but it seems that I'm always almost the last dog standing.

Maybe something about being white makes them more easily tired?

It can be boring being the only one with energy left!

Tuesday, June 08, 2010

Murder, I wrote

I had a horrifying experience last Sunday. I almost witnessed a murder.

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.

Everything was going on well, I was happily playing ball, when my M suddenly tried to murder..... my ball.

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.

I looked down and saw....

.... lying on the street, wet and afraid.

Then something worse happened! Having escaped being flattened on the ground after a fall from great height, my poor ball almost died again!

Don't run over my ball!

I think my poor ball should start counting his lucky stars that he escaped from the jaws of death twice in a morning.

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.

I think I have to pawtect my poor ball from my clumsy M.

I'm soooo glad you're back!

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!

Friday, June 04, 2010

It's been a loooong time...

... 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.

I was soooo happy to be finally back on the beach that I was running for joy.

The sun.. the sea... the sand!!

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.

Did I mention we went swimming?

And I'm sure Tommy will be disappointed to know that we were frollicking in the sand...

Don't tell Tommy we were playing in the sand, ok?

Did I say anything about sand?

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.

Bah! Being stuck at the beach is a lousy start to the day!

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.

So we had 2 grouches on the beach...

So I decided to have a good talk with her...

And showed how how much fun the beach can be!

Which maybe I shouldn't have, coz she found her own way of having fun at the beach...

Water me!

Test, test...Is Helios wet enough?

Nope... needs more water

And some on the head too...

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.

Gonna just get my ball and get out of the way before I get watered too

But he only stayed away until there was food...

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.

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?

As for me, I'm just happy to be back on the beach, food or no food.

I do hope we get to go back again soon. And remember, if Tommy ever asks, we were NEVER at the beach!

Tuesday, June 01, 2010

Where I sleep...

Can you see me?

I found out that under my baby sister's cot is a cozy den just right for sleeping!

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?