Magic Fever's Flying Circus

flashy pants week

2008-04-30T17:37:00.005+08:00

i am sulking in a corner now because i am feeling very itchy and scratchy around my peepee. here's what happened:

* mom found droplets of blood on the tiles
* droplets of blood traced to my peepee
* mom calls dad
* parents decide to throw a "growing up"(???) pawty for me
* mom whips out flashy pants and puts it on for me
* i sulk
* and sulk some more

it's been several days now, and my peepee is still bleeding. i am very annoyed that i cannot lick it (because of said flashy pants) but my parents are very happy about it. they mentioned something about being "overdue" and "thank goodness".

i enjoyed my two-dog pawty though. miss luna and i were treated to lots of snacks that night. we even got a present each (i got a new toy – a gator whom i shall name hump-hrey while luna got a new bed).

there seems no indication when i might finally be rid of the flashy pants but i swear i will shred it to ribbons once it is off!

my new friend, humphrey, and i. methinks we're going to have lots of fun together!

m.i.a. now back in action!

2008-03-24T15:17:00.006+08:00

ello friends! i know, i know, i haven't posted anything since christmas as we've been really busy!

first, mom's been calling me jiejie (big sister) and telling me i need to be a good role model, which was all entirely incomprehensible until she came home one day with an ultrasound scan photo of what looked like a dashchund to me and explained that i'll be a big sister come september. the baby apparently is still being hatched and we've been singing and talking to it every now and then. we're keeping our fingers crossed for everything to be fine cos mom's last pregnancy ended in a very dramatic miscarriage.

at 12 weeks. mom says that baby was kicking and jumping around when this photo was taken so i think it'll be a feisty little one just like me. :)

the other thing that's been keeping us away from blogging is that we have just moved! yes! we've moved out from our house with the little garden into a 21-storey-high apartment – yes ma'am, yours truly is now an apartment dog, if only for five months! we'll be moving back as soon as the renovations to our house are done, and hoping that it'll all be in time for the baby.

i suppose you can now imagine what it was like for us the last few months and esp weeks – packing and more packing! and guess what, i am now reunited with my little god-sister, luna!

miss fee and latest partner-in-crime, miss luna, made to remain in sit-stay for attempting to play tug with what they both knew was a non-toy.

puppy mill updates & doggie log cakes for fee!!!

2007-12-17T18:39:00.000+08:00

i have good news to announce! we are now at 7, 568 signatures and counting for our no dogs for laporte petition! our original target was a modest 1,000 signatures but thanks to everyone's help in spreading the word and media coverage everywhere, we've had to up it first to 2,000 and now, we're hoping for 10,000! we've also created a facebook group to consolidate news links and video updates for anyone who feels strongly about this and wants to keep up with the developments in the case (scheduled for hearing on 22 feb 2008). a big thank you to everyone who signed the petition and told your friends about it!

dean-o's mommy has also made a banner which you may want to place on your blogs, like the one i have here – please feel free to paste it onto your blogs so that new visitors to your page can click on it and get to the petition site.

at the same time, my friends from mr. doodle's dog have also alerted me to the fact that i may have been unwittingly supporting the likes of the evil laporte – through the adsense advertisements that google has been placing on my page. some of them are harmless, being ads for dog training, accessories, pet hotels and such, but others like "cute fox terrier puppies" or "cute shih tzus" are very probably puppy mill ads!!! do please take a moment to scrutinise your ads if you have adsense running on your blog too. i have deleted mine and shall be replacing them with frivolous human recreational nonsense soon.

another very important thing that has gotten me very, very excited is that christmas is only a few days away and although we aren't going to have a pawty like the previous year, i've just heard mom talking to dear auntie raye about ordering a christmas log cake and meatloaf for me! and if you have been reading my blog since last december, auntie raye's log cakes are to die for, as are her famous meatloafs!

this is a photo of me and my pawsonal log cake last year; it didn't live long but it made me belly, belly happy that day.

this year's log cake (three to four servings) at sgd$21.90; no more pawsonal size, but i think i can still deal with it all by meself. o yes, i can!

i've never tried auntie raye's meatloafs (sgd$19.90; choice of chicken or lamb) but since i love her meatballs, i just know i must love this too. i only hope that we really aren't having a pawty because i just don't want to have to share these with anyone!

part of the proceeds from the log cakes and the meatloafs will go to action for singapore dogs, an adoption and rescue centre that helps stray and abandoned friends find their fur-ever homes. click here for auntie raye's contact details if you would like to order some log cakes or meatloafs this christmas!

and, it's still been raining, so life is good – no swimming lessons yet! wake me up at christmas!

barking out for help on behalf of fellow wire fox terriers

2007-12-03T17:07:00.000+08:00

dear friends, i am not sure if any of my wirey friends have already blogged about this, but i feel i need to do my duty to help my wirey friends who once lived and suffered in the blainville puppy mill outside montreal.

the spca montreal described the dogs as resembling "something straight out of a horror film" when they were first discovered.

there were over 100 of them in the puppy mill (a bungalow) when they were discovered two years ago. they lived amongst knee-high piles of excrement and were completely matted up, with some weighing more than three times their own body weight because of the excrement they were carrying in their matted fur. there were also corpses of deceased dogs in various stages of decomposition, which the living dogs were forced to feed on. the sight was so horrifying that some of the journalists who were present to cover the story began throwing up. sadly though, some of the dogs didn't make it.

can you even make out what this might be, had you not already known it to be a dog?

the case has recently been heard in the court. their breeder, marc-andre laporte, has been convicted on two counts of animal cruelty but he has, despite the conviction, asked to be restored custody over some of our friends who were rescued during that operation. the wire fox terrier network has been following this development and is outraged with laporte's request. axel's mommy has created an online petition entitled No Dogs for LaPorte and i hope you will all please go and sign it.

no one should live like that. but over 100 of our friends did, at the blainville puppy mill, crawling in a filthy sea of excrement and urine. although rescued, many of our friends continue to suffer from a whole host of infections and medical problems.

this horrible, horrible man must never be allowed to keep dogs again! we must not let anymore of our friends suffer under his hands! please come join us as we rally together to protect our friends! No Dogs for LaPorte!

prayers

2007-11-29T15:19:00.000+08:00

i'm pleased to announce that two peaceful weeks have passed without any evil attempts to get me into my new life jacket to see if she can swim now. whew! i shall continue to pray for an especially rainy december (and january, and february, and march, and...).

something most terrible happened last week though. bussie left me an e-mail to inform me that ozzy's daddy had passed away suddenly, at the young age of 29. we're very worried about auntie jen and our friends, ozzy and romeo, although we know that they are all very tough cookies; please help us pray for them as they go through this very difficult period.

rest in peace, uncle david.

eye es two, und more!

2007-11-15T19:00:00.000+08:00

bark! bark! hello friends! i can't believe it's been more than a month since my last post. wow. what have i been up to?

for starters, ah pa and ah ma have been coming over to spend quite a bit of quality time with me. we have been going to the park in the middle of the day several times the last few weeks and as we had hoped, we were the only ones there so ah pa got some time off leash. after a few pee rounds and gallops around the park, ah pa very quickly proclaimed himself King of the Park. ah pa's been feeling really cheerful lately as a result. he's even playing a lot, lot more than usual (usual being hardly ever). we think the unfettered romping in his park has done him lots of good!

ah pa's first acupuncture session went well, as did his subsequent ones, except for a few embarrassing instances when he tried to nip his new mister vet, doctor oh. doctor oh is a resident vet at the singapore zoo. he is also trained in traditional chinese medicine (for humans) and is an accomplished tcm practitioner and acupuncturist for animals as well. we all think ah pa is in good hands. it's been 20 days since his last seizure and we're keeping our paws crossed. ah pa is happy and we all are, too!

and i am now two years old! today! i am two today! i'd been waiting so long for the Terrible Two to come! dad and mom brought me to pawtobello cafe for lunch. it's the second pet restaurant i've ever been (the other being auntie raye's urban pooch cafe) and although i don't get any special treatments or extra treats here, i would say it's pretty good too. my only grouse is that the muttloaf mom ordered for me is far too small to be a satisfying meal, unlike at auntie raye's where i would also get some veggies on the side. but in all, it has a lovely country-style ambience which is quite refreshing in singapore's concrete-jungle-like cityscape.

we went shopping after lunch and horror of horrors, mom and dad decided to get me a useful burpday present – a life jacket. eek.

the other new event at home is that i now have a little baby god sister staying with me! welcome luna, a two-month old dashchund and the latest addition to auntie cindy's family of many furkids! now there are five! baby luna has been here for a week and will stay with us till it's ready for her to go home. she's currently getting toilet-trained and my, this little one has an appetite quite comparable to mine!

King of the Park (right) with Princess Fee (centre) and his beautiful Queen Mango (left).

waiting anxiously for ah pa's first acupuncture session at mount pleasant animal hospital.

the first hair-thin needle went into the middle of ah pa's head; it was to calm and relax ah pa. several more went into his scalp, back, elbows and legs after that. the needles were removed after about 30 minutes; ah pa also took home some capsules of herbal mixture to be consumed daily.

ramasage family goes shopping after another lovely day at the park!

today: my very dainty piece of muttloaf. i also had some sausages and sauerkraut from mom's plate!

my practical burpday present. i would've liked to have more treats instead. pah.

my little god sister, luna!

oooOOOoooOOOoooOOO!

2007-10-10T12:18:00.000+08:00

yah pa, yah ma yand yi yare vaiting very yanxiously to go for yah pa's first yacupuncture session (thanks for the yinformation, snowball) this yafternoon yand vhile ve vait, ve yare vatching yand singing yalong vith this very nice bollywood sing-yand-dance to make yah pa relax.

ve hope you like it too. please feel free to sing yand dance yalong vith it yif you vish!

pop n pup time

2007-09-26T13:47:00.000+08:00

ah ma is on heat again and ah pa has come to spend the week with me in order to prevent anymore oops babies. compared to the brooding and moping last year, i must say he is in relatively high spirits this time. we even ~~fought over food~~ had a few friendly boxing matches and went grocery shopping together. ah ma will be proud of us when she sees this video!

cake! cake! cake!

2007-09-24T00:22:00.000+08:00

look how little you were before! many happy returns of the day, asta! i'm glad we're friends!

i am very, very angry!

2007-09-18T14:10:00.000+08:00

mom and i found this at the doggiesite forum and we are both fuming mad now.

I post up an adopting posting on Yahoo Classified & Petschannel looking for an adoptor for my JRT after I bought my new-born son for his check-up, and the Doctor says he suspect my 1mth old+ son of asthma because he detect whizzing sound from my boy, and was told to keep my son away from pets and dust.

Received a lots of mails, asking about my JRT, I would required all to send me a portfolio about their experiences with dogs, so that I can decide which home is the best for my JRT.

Then this, below-mentioned guy's [Desmond] portfolio was so impressive that it manage to convice me that he would be a good dog owner and would be able to give my JRT a good home. However, by the end of the day, I never expect he is actually an ABUSER!!!!!

I m starting this thread to warn all Dog-Lovers, and dog owners who intend to give out their dogs for adoption, to beware of this guy...I don't hope this horrible inccident will happen again....to anyone....

...

Dog Rearing History :
(as provided from him when i ask for his porfolio on dog-rearing experience)
"I had kept 3 dogs all these years. My first dog, when I was 18 yrs, was a GSD. ... He died when I was 22. After a year, my friend ... gave me an 8 year sniffer dog ... . I had it for about 4 years and then had to put her to sleep due to old age. I then did not have a pet dog for quite awhile, coz the sentiment in parting with a long partner/friend/companion, made me feel very sad and dejected. ... When I was 34, my auntie gave me a small dog(mixed Spitz - female sterilized). ... My auntie had to go for a colon operation. She therefore, could not care for the dog after that. I enjoyed a good 7 years with her. Being an experienced dog handler, i trained this little girl many commands ... . Sadly, my spitz of about 7 yrs went for 2 major operations ... . Besides, i could not bear the sight of seeing her in hospital for 2 days. Subsequently as she was aging, I decided to do a PTS on her. I'm now married and I have a 8 yr old son. He's been pestering me for a dog. Though he does not know the responsibilities that come along with owning a dog, I am confident that I could use the learn curves for the dog to nurture my son in many aspects of life. If you feel comfortable in allowing me to be the next careful owner of your pet JRT, I'm confident, after a year or two, he'll be in fantastic shape."

Date of passing JRT: 8/8/2007, 8.30pm (at the aboved mentioned location)

Senerio:

3 hours after passing my JRT to Desmond, i sms him asking how is my JRT doing, and the reply i got was asking me to cm pick up my JRT cause his wife dun like him, immediately after seeing his reply, my hubby call him, but he then say the problem has been resloved...

The next day when i msg him again, he say pizza is great and tt he hv a friend workin in the narcotic dept as a trainer, who will come and pick up my JRT to the camp for training...i dun feel safe & weird...I then ask him whether can I pay my JRT a visit occassionally..and he agreed...

Thus, few days later, i ask him hw is my JRT doing, has he adapt in the new environment, Desmond then tld me pizza is doing gd and he wil be sending pizza to his friend's dog school for obedience training....i sense and knew sumthing is wrng!!! I told him i wan to go over to see my JRT, then he claim tt he wil be outstation and my JRT wil be at his groomer's plc until he come bck, wen i demand for the groomer no, he gv me excuses & stories, and wen he finally gv me a no., i call up, it was NOT IN USE!!!!

Then, despite Me, my hubby & best friend keep calling, he dun pick up our calls! From his email add, i manage to find his company's add & no. we cal up his office, he is nt in office then but we were told he is nt outstation, still in s'pore!!! He did not respond to my smses & calls at all!!

Ending:

I put up a thread at DS to look for him, and I got a call from a lady, asking of the description of the JRT I lose, and it fits the JRT she found!

The next day (21-8-2007), I went down to verify whether was it really my JRT, and indeed it was!!! So I bought my JRT home, although doctor has advised keeping my son away from pets, I think i can try observing how my son react to my JRT, if everything is ok then all is well, but, if my son is reacting badly, then I'll have to re-home him again, but this time round, i'll make his new owner is a true dog lover, and I'll do up an 'Adoption Contract'!!!

CONDITION of my JRT when found:

Found in the middle of the night (ard 3am+), tied to a stone chair (without reasonable allowance for movement, which means JRT can only stand on paws, can't even lay down) at the void deck of Blk 547 Hougang St 51. My JRT was crying away when he was found, was told that he cry so hard until his eyes was puff, and the kind lady that found my JRT said, ard that area, there are a lot of construction workers that might just kill a dog for food!!!

When my JRT was found, he had his bowl, vaccination card & a can of Pedigree canned food, all put together in a plastic bag beside him...other then that there was no food & water for him.

Conclusion:
I have report his lost to SPCA when i could not reach Desmond, now I have call back to told them I found my JRT (and HOW he was found!).

I try calling Desmond upon finding my JRT with another HP no, but upon hearing it was me, he put down the phone and never call back again, I then SMS him, demanding for an explanation on why was JRT abandoned without informing me, there was no respond too.

Since he is so unrependent, my next stop would be AVA...

dear diary...

2007-09-10T17:24:00.000+08:00

mom's best friend, auntie van, came for a visit with her new pet, dj. dj is weird. he has seven legs. i hear he is a kind of sea creature commonly known as lobster ~~bisque~~. we do not have much in common to talk about but they forced us to take a photo together nonetheless.

while mom and auntie van were stuffing their faces with some chocolate cakes, i rummaged through auntie van's bag and found these lovely accessories, so i tried them on. there was a stretchy plastic dress in fire engine red too, but it wasn't my size.

why don't many things come in my size?

tags and such

2007-09-04T15:26:00.000+08:00

mom has been hogging the computer and not letting me get my turn. she's found a new toy called facebook and has been living the virtual life since last friday. she's also added me to dogbook, whatever that is. is anyone else on it too?

it's been raining cats and dogs the last few days. we went for a rather long (2.5hrs) walk around the neighbourhood and were caught in the rain while on our way back. luckily for me, i'm a wire coat terrier and hence waterproof!

my friends, koobuss and sedona rose, tagged me in the middle name game. but since i don't have a middle name, i shall be MAGIC!

M = mischievous
A = accident-prone
G = giant baby
I = invincible
C = chirpy

my baby pug friend, clover, also tagged me to show my favourite sleeping places. in no particular order, they are:

magimova feverina (aka pooty mcpoooooot)

2007-08-27T23:00:00.000+08:00

thanks everyone for your kind words and encouragement on a possible career for me in the arts. yes, scruffy and lacie, i shall try to learn the jete next; and pippa, parquet floor is the best dance floor ever, makes very nice clack-clack sounds for tap (toenail) dancing too!

i think i'd better learn to do stage make up too? my favouritest ballerina is ekatarina maximova. i wonder if i can paint my eyes like hers? maybe miss chelsea can guide me with that and asta (up over) can advise about the music?

and thanks to asta (down under) for telling us about the lovely pig ears her mommy got her, because mom finally bought me one after many months of deliberation! yummy!

fee fee spins!

2007-08-23T01:22:00.000+08:00

hullo everyone! i've been soooo busy the last few days because my gramparents came to visit me from hong kong. but i haven't forgotten about the video i promised to show all of you!

this video was taken right after the wet n wild ramasage family bath, when they were dispensing treats to make up for our ordeal. please ignore mom and auntie pea shrieking and yakking away in the background. (what happened was that mom DROPPED the treats through her butter fingers and rama family quickly zoomed in for the kill. teehee!)

let me know if you like my triple pirouettes!

look ma, no tick!

2007-08-18T02:05:00.000+08:00

we haven't found a tick on me in over a week and i'd been so anxious to report this to everyone but didn't want to jinx it. mom says she's sure they're gone for good now. at last! AT LAST!

i was going to upload a video of meself doing a triple pirouette but youtube just won't let me get in. i promise to try again as soon i can! have a nice weekend, everyone!

ramasage family went to the beach ...

2007-08-12T01:56:00.000+08:00

... and got this in the end!!!

gungfu fee fee

2007-08-09T00:37:00.001+08:00

dang-dang-dang-dang dang-dang-dang-dang... yes, friends, i've given up my ironhead gungfu training (for safety reasons) and am diligently practising the drunken fists (醉拳) or drunken boxer instead. it's really powerful because wikipedia says so:

"Drunken boxing includes almost everything contained in any other kung-fu style and above all that it contains a deceptive philosophy. As the pugilist staggers about, he or she is concentrating on creating momentum and avoiding attacks with the style's trademark unorthodox adaptive moves; for example, if someone is going to push the pugilist, he or she rolls over his arms and hits him, and sometimes sinks his or her weight upon him, according to the situation."

and it's hic! really easy to learn too! you just hic! need a little bit of beer and lots hic! of spunk... hic!

not much to say...

2007-08-03T01:09:00.000+08:00

it's been slow and gloomy the past few days. as i re-watched some of oscar's videos, i suddenly began to miss my wft parents despite their constant nagging and let's-flip-fee-over-and-nip-her routines.

...

i really hate to be a preachy, naggy wire like ah pa and ah ma, but i've found some pet first aid and emergency pages and would really like all my friends to have a read and hopefully, bookmark for easy reference. please watch your diet and take good care of yourselves.

...

not very feisty today i know, but i will be back soon.

~ Oscar My Friend ~

2007-07-29T03:07:00.000+08:00

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight,
I am the stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die...

~ Anonymous

goodbye, oscar my friend. you are sadly missed and will always fondly be remembered.

i been ticked!

2007-07-26T14:44:00.000+08:00

help... help... help...

we were all cuddling in bed and going to zzz late one night. mom was kissing me goodnite when she discovered a broken bit of dried leaf on my muzzle. she was sleepy and not very bothered to attend to it – until said leaf grew legs and started walking.

in two seconds, we were both off the bed and out of the room with a piece of tissue paper laid out on the floor. i was frontlined immediately and frisked nearly every hour or so for the next few days, but unfortunately, all that didn't quite work. we're still finding ticks (lively, fatty ones) on me and in fact, just a few days ago, we found one on mom too. i don't know how to type that scream/shriek/wail she made when she saw it, but it was a very, very disturbing one.

we live in fear now, my friends. the enemies are ubiquitous and lurking in places we can't find (a painful irony, yes). and as we speak, they are multiplying. help. i need your help!!!

is it moanday again?

2007-07-23T14:17:00.000+08:00

here i am sitting in me home office taking a break from me work and waiting for me secretary, miss mom, to fetch me some of me favourite cupcakes and goat's milk. o, and that's me favourite pink office chair too!

fee fee mileS

2007-07-17T00:28:00.001+08:00

my pretty friend, ume, gave me this very nice present – thank you ume! in turn, i nominate the following rockin' girl bloggers to receive this present: snoopygirl, asta (down under), agatha (sorry archie, this is only for girls) and my ah ma, miss mango. please put this badge in your blog because you rock! :)

my friend, ricky, also tagged me to show my smile so here it is:

this pix was taken the same special day stanley declared me an Official Member of the turd club he'd co-founded with bogart. turds! glorious turds! what's more, mom got the shower, not i! happy happy day it was!

happiness is...

2007-07-12T20:03:00.000+08:00

i believe in fairies. i do! i do!

2007-07-04T16:06:00.000+08:00

i can't wait to tell you all that i am now a new person.

it all happened when i met my new friend, the magical sir chance-lot, while sniffing around in his enchanted woods one day. if you haven't already heard, dear sir chance-lot lives in a most enchanted land with many mystical creatures of the most amazing shapes and colours. and everything he touches turns to magic.

sir chance-lot was very busy making a new sunrise and new hope for the inhabitants of his woods that day. but he made time to stop and pat my head when he saw me. then he smiled approvingly and told me i was a good kid (and not too fat or greedy or naughty). then he waved his golden wand and made it rain gold dust all over me and then – drrrrrrrnnnk! – i'm a fairy! look, it's really me! and i am now small and light enough to sit on a fluffy pink flower! i feel different; i feel light! i'm awakened! i'm a new fee!

fairy-tails are real. just look at me!

song of the day

2007-06-23T14:54:00.000+08:00

Beethoven's gone, but his music lives on,
And Mozart don't go shopping no more.
You'll never meet Lizst or Brahms again,
And Elgar doesn't answer the door.

Schubert and Chopin used to chuckle and laugh,
Whilst composing a long symphony.
But one hundred and fifty years later,
There's very little of them left to see.

The decomposing composers,
There's not much anyone can do.
You can still hear Beethoven,
But Beethoven cannot hear you.

Handel and Haydn and Rachmaninoff
Enjoyed a nice drink with their meal.
But nowadays no one will serve them,
And their gravy is left to congeal.

Verdi and Wagner delighted the crowds
With their highly original sounds.
The pianos they played are still working,
But they're both six feet underground.

The decomposing composers,
There's less (more!) of them every year.
You can say what you like to
But there's not much of them left to hear.

Claude Akil Debussy. Died, 1918.
Christof Viliborg Kralk. Died, 1787.
Carl Maria von Weber. Not at all well, 1825. Died, 1826.
Giacommo Meiabier. Still alive, 1863. Not still alive, 1864.
Modest Mussorgsky. 1880, going to parties. No fun anymore, 1881.
Johann Neopok Hummel. Chattin' away 19 'an a dozen with his friends down at the Pub every evenin', 1836. 1837, nothing.

(The Decomposing Composers from Monty Python's Contractual Obligations Album)

loki tags fee

2007-06-14T18:16:00.000+08:00

teehee, i got tagged again. this time, by my new friend, loki, a shetland sheepdog who celebrated his first burpday yesterday. happy happy burpday loki!

8 random bits about fee:
1. i was born on 15 november 2005 to my ah pa and ah ma, party and mango.
2. i outweighed my ah pa and ah ma when i was only six months old.
3. i am not a fussy eater. i love anything that comes in a bowl or is placed carelessly on the table.
4. i would like to be known as Speedy Fee from now. hence, please do not call me tie tou (ironhead) or fat fee or fatty fee fee even if my parents tell you i respond to these names.
5. i love nibbling on rabbit poo produced by my two pet netherland dwarf bunnies, peepee and poopoo.
6. dad says i am still a baby since i haven't had my first heat yet; mom wonders if i might be half boy and half girl.
7. mom thinks i am made for ballet because i have perfect turnout.
8. the deaf uncle next door thinks my name is steven. tsk, tsk.

me cone ees off!

2007-06-04T15:32:00.000+08:00

und eye has been eeting...

und seleeping...

very vell!

fly, fly, fly away!

2007-05-23T16:42:00.000+08:00

shhh... i'm back. i'm sorry for having gone missing for such a long time, and i know i've made so many of you worried sick about me. i've missed you all terribly and shall be paying you all a visit soon. so many things happened over the past two months (ate buttons, coins, bottle caps, candles, bits of skirting board and a few bugs) and as a result, had to hide under the bed most of the time. and i haven't had a bath in over two weeks...

you see, something quite extraordinary happpened.

during an unsupervised practice of my flying stunts, i discovered, quite by accident, that i had mastered the highly coveted 少林铁头功 (shaolin ironhead gungfu) – some sort of flying headbutt or 'glasgow kiss'. i can break glass with my head! and what a sight it must've been – me in mid-air then a loud smashing sound and many, many shards of glass glistening in the sunlight as they pierced through the air in all directions. i dare say it was more exciting than any jackie chan movie.

and i knew from the way the people at the vet's dropped their jaws when they saw me that it was no mean feat i had accomplished. for that, i am rather pleased with myself. however, i am also getting very grumpy because the cone i'm now wearing makes it impossible to scratch my ears or lick my peepee. the parents, of course, were very, very unhappy. i was not allowed onto the bed or any furniture for days and no matter how i pleaded, they refused to take the silly cone off me. the only nice thing about this cone is that it has my friend, buster's, name on it although i don't know why.

eighty per cent of the glass (centre pane) smashed to smithereens with my ironhead gungfu (if you can see the masking tape mom put up, that's where the remnants of the glass are); dad was in shock while sweeping and vacuuming up the pieces and in fact, still breaks into cold sweat whenever he recalls the breath-stopping moments when i flew into the glass.

as you can see, i did not master the ironshoulders and ironlegs at the same time. my stitches come out in a few days and i fear it also means my bath-free days are coming to an end.

ps: those pills i ate the last time were some sort of live culture pills, so it was like drinking many bottles of yakult/vitagen at one time and completely harmless (and quite delicious). i know some of you must have worried that i might have died from drug overdose and stopped blogging but were afraid to ask. i am so, so, so sorry to have made you worry; i just can't seem to help being naughty...

not fair

2007-02-13T15:13:00.000+08:00

i am hiding under the bed now because i know from the way mom hollered my name that she is coming to get me and give me a smack.

i stole a packet of medicine from mom's bag and ate them all. on sunday, ah pa, ah ma and i visited doctor james tan's clinic – ah pa had his seizure medication reviewed and adjusted, ah ma received some pills for the runs she had on saturday, while i got a jab (annual vaccine). doctor james tan also gave me several packets of pills to keep for emergencies when he heard that i too, was prone to having the runs.

anyways, i don't think mom can tell what it was that i have eaten (consumed most of the plastic bag it came in too). she is very furious and on the phone with the clinic now. i don't know what the fuss is all about; after all, those were my medicine, with my name written on the bags – so, who else to eat them but me?

raining cats and dogs

2007-01-18T16:12:00.000+08:00

i love the dog run. especially if it has just rained and is wet and muddy – mother nature’s secret concoction for a shiny, healthy coat.

the ground was sweet with the aroma of freshly trodden mud when we went a few days ago. i found my perfect murky fee-sized pool almost immediately. took a few deep breaths of the good stuff and was contemplating if i should dive face in first or shoulder first when dad came and hauled me away, bringing my tantalising visions – a frolicking me, legs waving happily in the air and head thrown back in total abandonment – to an abrupt end. dad is a killjoy.

i never got to dip myself that day – all plans foiled by the parents’ watchful eyes. but my friends, lele, lashes and i, we made sure our paws dug deep into the ground and got our legs and some parts of our bottoms splattered with mud. we even pretended to slip and fall on our backs as we chased one another around. i think we got ourselves nearly 50 per cent caked in mud by the time we had to go – not bad but in no way comparable to that nice leisurely full-body roll i had in mind.

there is never such a thing as too much mud – or mashed crote* with mud.

* fancy word i learned from a lady parisian’s web site, meaning poop in french. if she is to be believed – and mom seconds that with firsthand sightings years ago – paris must be the capital of poop.

my grand hopes for 2007

2007-01-12T13:26:00.000+08:00

i have been tagged by my two beagle friends from japan, jazz and dixie, and three friends collectively known as 3dogcache. nope, no embarrassing list of things about yours truly this time – i've been asked to ponder hard about my life and think up five things i would like to attempt or do differently in 2007.

i am not entirely sure what it is i would like to have changed yet; it all seems to be going very well at a nice, comfortable pace for me so far indeed – i have just the right amount of exercise, tv and play time. but one has to constantly evolve and upgrade (the oft-mentioned, unanimously dreaded word in singapore) in order to keep up with the vicissitudes of life, and so have i, nevermind my youthful innocence.

1. i will perhaps get an education. another dreaded word here. but if it means mastering the necessary skills to ensure a relatively stress-free life for mom and dad – which in turn elevates their mood and engenders a feeling of generosity in relation to treats – i will grit my teeth and go to school.

2. i will beat my ah ma, mango, in combat. one day, i will.

3. i will work on my jumps and rescue those little people sitting on mom's dresser.

4. i will blog more often and read a friend's blog from start to finish every week.

5. i will find a boyfriend by the time this year is over, and one more for every new year i will have!

small chewy prisoners on mom's dresser. i must move swiftly; there is no time to lose.

looking for nubnub

2007-01-07T15:15:00.000+08:00

this is my older sister, nubnub (nickname; pix taken in jan 2004 so she should be three years and a bit now). she was ah pa and ah ma’s second litter – yup, she was the entire second litter; like me, the only child in our litter.

because ah pa and ah ma only made one pup when they had us (at different times, in case you aren’t following), both of us had all the nutrients to ourselves in ah ma's tummy and subsequently grew too big for natural birth. i have one elder brother and another elder sister from ah ma’s first litter too, but like my sister nubnub, they went off to live in their new forever homes and were never heard from again.

i wonder if we will ever meet.

i should be wearing a pearl necklace

2007-01-04T17:59:00.000+08:00

this is my boudoir. and i am wearing a lovely baby blue halter dress auntie pea got me for christmas. the parents went away to some place with loads of sheep and have just gotten back, which is why i am only able to inch my way back to say HAPPY NEW YEAR to all my friends now. i can't wait to visit my blogger pals and say hi to everyone! i missed you all!

ps: whilst the parents were away, auntie pea took me to macdonald's and bought me a happy meal. i also ate two log cakes* by myself for christmas!

* present from auntie raye, owner of urban pooch, the first pet cafe in singapore and mom's long-time pal.

christmas tag

2006-12-19T21:14:00.000+08:00

hello world, i'm back again! mom and i finally got all my christmas cards sent out yesterday. mom kept complaining and lamenting that of all the family members, i should be the person getting the highest number of christmas cards this year – over 40 beautiful ones from my dwb gang all over the world! dad and mom received less than 10 between them, and mostly from their insurance agents and some shops that succeeded in making them part with a sinful amount of money, wishing the two suckers a merry christmas and telling them they wish to see them back in the stores real soon.

i checked my blog and realised that during my short absence, i've been tagged by huskee, bogart, butchy and snickers! i also discovered that some moron has been posting spam in my comment box. burn, you evil people and computer robots, burn!!!

back to my christmas tag. what do i most wish for christmas? certainly not my two front teeth, for i already got them back eons ago.

fee's wish list:
1. more toys to kill. every toy i have now is either blind, noseless, maimed, or has its guts hanging loose. i need more. more. more. more!

2. food. how can anyone have too much of this?

3. medicine. one would think me nuts, but i really must confess how much i have enjoyed my five bottles of different flavoured syrup while i had the runs a few weeks ago. so, more medicine for fee!

fee's duh list:
1. please someone, tell mom to take away my choke chain before it strangles me to death. i hate, hate, hate it. i would love to have something prettier, like jaffe's boomerang collar or miss sunshade's signature pink harness.

2. hate the thunder, hate the lightning. can someone also make these go away?

3. and no nasty comments about my weight! i am a growing pup and it is an absolute sin to put me on any sort of diet. period.

with that, i rest my belly. i'm going to christmas tag more friends now! ho ho ho!

now that i am One...

2006-12-04T22:45:00.000+08:00

i will go to the shops and buy something by myself. i will stand in the aisle and sniff and choose my own shampoo. i will put the treats and toys i like in the basket, and carry them to the till on my own. i am going to have a purse full of money. i will also go to the salon to do my hair and nails.
if someone is naughty in the shops, i will tell them to sit and be good.
i am so big, i can't believe it!

i am One!

2006-11-15T23:34:00.000+08:00

happy barkday to me!
happy barkday to me!
haaappy barkday to fever!
happy barkday to me!

my friend, chiyo, turns One today too! and my friend, ozzy, will be One tomorrow!

happy happy barkday friends!

auntie fee?

2006-11-09T22:33:00.000+08:00

i've been counting down to my big barkday and keeping my ears open for hush-hush mentions of cake and presents.

unfortunately, didn't hear anything about either. but guess what i heard instead?

my best playmate, lele, who only celebrated her first birthday last month, is pregnant! i nearly dropped my biscuit when i heard it! apparently, her beau is none other than her live-in boyfriend, lenny.

lele and lenny during one of our outings this year; were they just pretending not to care about each other? i wonder what colour their pups will be; will they be long-haired like lele or wire-haired like lenny?

i still can't believe it even as i am loading this pix and typing now! does this mean the end of our little girls' talk, rolls in the park and spontaneous games of tugs? i mean, lele is going to be a mother! she's now someone else's wife and will soon be very busy with her pups. gosh, i wonder if she knows what to do...

will she still allow me to nibble on the other end of her chew now that it's getting crowded?

i've got mail – real mail!

2006-10-30T00:19:00.000+08:00

my new pink bandanna with wire fox terrier print from snitchybug dog designs has arrived! dad gave it to me and i wasted no time in tearing the package open – all on my own, no one helped me! i'm a big girl now; i'm going to be One in two weeks!

rrrrripp! no one taught me but i just know the quickest way to tear open packages; look, no soggy corners and it smells of dear butchy because he helped take it to the post office!
three bandannas for the ramasage family: blue for ah pa, red for ah ma and the sweet pink one for moi!
tara!
here's how the print looks; it's reversible (very neatly sewn and pressed at the seams) and has three wft prints on the other side. i've smeared it with my saliva so everyone knows it's mine!

ah pa gets his rabbit

2006-10-16T22:27:00.000+08:00

i'm back! ah pa went home with auntie pea on saturday night (a bit too happily). the next morning, auntie pea sent a phone text informing mom that ah pa got his evil ways with ah ma immediately after their late-night reunion. ahem, that could be an understatement. the actual text read something like:

ah pa raped ah ma last night. he was strong and ah ma lost the fight ... still trying to go for her now ... even tried to squeeze himself into the tiny cushiony house where ah ma was hiding ... did it again.

so that's it. ah pa was just pretending to be depressed and lethargic – he was hatching his naughty plan and quietly conserving his energies for his ahem, thing with ah ma! it was all carefully engineered!

i don't understand all these yet, but i think boys are so sneaky.

i've got company!

2006-10-10T21:57:00.000+08:00

ah pa has been staying with me for the last one week. this, my friends, is why i haven't been coming online much the past few days – ah pa has been acting so strangely i feel i must never let him out of my sight.

i hear ah ma is giving out heat or something, and cold showers are not working for randy ah pa. so here ah pa is – no sex, no babies and burdened with the duty to 'babysit' his 11-month-old daughter.

unfortunately, he seems too troubled to take his parental duties seriously. i pranced gaily around him, inviting him here for a pop-n-pup tussle, there for a game of tug, but he just stood there looking blankly back at me like i was something silly on tv. i even barked my lungs out but still no response from ah pa, not even a 'shut up fee'. he would give me a cursory kiss if i went forward to kiss him first, but nothing more. i followed him around (worried but also in case he finds some food) but he just looked preoccupied and very deep in thoughts. must be the sex.

ah pa just lies around and refuses to do anything. what be i to do?

all ah pa cares about is climbing onto people's lap and sticking his neck out for treats – no play, no 'how's my little girl', nothing. just eat, sleep, eat somemore. at the rate he's bingeing, he's going to turn into a blimp. what decadence. i'm sure he would take to drowning his sorrows if the booze wasn't so well hidden in the fridge. i can't believe he actually misses ah ma's constant henpecking. how much longer will he mope?

i hear ah ma isn't having it easy alone at home either. she's been crying since ah pa got forcibly separated from her, and her voice has gone all hoarse now. much as they may like to bicker and fight over things, they do seem to care loads about each other.

poor little parents. hey, ah pa's following dad into the kitchen now – i have to go make sure he doesn't get the beer. bye!

thank you!

2006-09-27T20:36:00.000+08:00

ahem, i won!!! i am Photo of the Month at Dogs with Blogs! ah pa must be so proud of me! i may be too fat to ever become a show ring champion like him but i came in first in a photo competition, fats and all! i must thank my friends for voting for me, and especially buster for nominating me! thank you! thank you! fooood!

clink!

and guess what, my friend, miss sunshade, won the Awesome Blog Award for the month too!

clink! clink!

tag tag tag!

2006-09-22T22:49:00.000+08:00

can you believe i've been tagged three times this week, by miss sunshade, gus and banba? what be i to do?

i thought long and hard about it and read my three naughty friends' blogs – i'm going to twist it a little and tell everyone about my first bloggerland friends instead. do you all remember that rush, the adrenaline pumping, heart thumping moment when you received that very first comment in your blog?

i started documenting my observations of my surroundings this april, but it was only in may that i saw my first comments from my first friends, butchy & snickers (from janesville, iowa) and pippin (from new york state). at that time, i was piling on layers upon layers of puppy fat and having to deal with frequent tauntings from mom and dad and all their friends ('look! she's sitting on her stomach!'; 'giant baby!'; 'where's her wft neck?'; 'only five months old?' etc).

butchy, snickers and pippin came to my rescue on that same special day. what nice, reassuring words they left for me! they all said i was normal, cute and not fat. o, i will always remember it! i will! i will!

butchy & snickers' nap time!

butchy & snickers are now models for their mommy, auntie linda's online doggie boutique, and i am pleased to announce that orders have been streaming in quite steadily! auntie linda does special designs upon requests too and i heard that some of my blogger friends, miss sunshade and boo, have already received their new t-shirts and jumpers. mom's going to order some bandannas with wire fox terrier prints for me and my parents, party and mango too! i strongly recommend you to visit their online store if you haven't.

pippin with his big sister maggie

pippin doesn't keep a blog but stays in touch through e-mails. our moms later discovered our e-mail exchanges and decided that they want to be friends too! pippin's mommy, auntie pat and mom have been e-mailing each other almost every day for the last few months – gossiping about pips and me, no doubt.

i am so grateful to have met such wonderful friends – through butchy & snickers' blog, i got to know many more interesting friends, and mom found a fellow lu (whatever is that?) in auntie pat.

i am also grateful to have met so many nice pals like ozzy, buster, mackie, jaffe, miss sunshade, axel, gus, banba, mirabella, opy, cubby, hershey, tin tin, miss lulu, ayatollah mugsy and many more i'm only beginning to know better in bloggerland. i love you all!

bloggerland is becoming such a cosy place. doggies of the world unite!

vote for fee!

2006-09-18T20:15:00.000+08:00

what a pleasant, pleasant surprise! opy, the brainchild behind our Dogs with Blogs site, has left a message to tell me that i've been nominated for Photo of the Month (September) by my pal, buster!

well, i'm not exactly leading at the moment (one precious vote and counting). in fact, i think i am lurking somewhere among the bottom five. but still, this is fun! someone thinks i'm cute enough to be nominated and that alone is enough to call for a celebration!

clink! bring on the hors d'oeuvres!

PS: if you were in fact thinking of voting for me (hint, hint), do drop by the Awesome Blog Award to vote for my superdale friend, miss sunshade, who's been nominated in that category too.

spot the fee

2006-09-11T00:22:00.000+08:00

mom planted some giant flowers in the garden a few weeks ago and it's amazing how fast these things grow. mom's really happy except for one thing – the flowers, all seven of them, insisted on facing the neighbour's garden instead of looking into ours. we have to squeeze between them and the fence just to look at their yellow faces, as you can see from the pix above.

that's me behind a flower; can you see that i've just been stripped again?

diy spa

2006-09-04T21:07:00.000+08:00

my friends were not lying in their blogs – it was sheer bliss! i would've done it again and again if mom had not come running to whisk me away. all my four-legged friends and their parents cheered as mom yanked me away from my little oasis and marched me out of the dog run gates.

i don't think my head has been higher and my gait lighter. this definitely makes it to the top of my pick-fee-up list. i give it five stars!

must remember to do the other side of my face next time.

fee at work

2006-09-02T00:48:00.000+08:00

i have been denied access to the internet because dad and mom have been too busy to help me get connected. we’re into a bit of minor home renovation for their wedding in november.

anyways, i'm happy as a lark to be back. and o, let me show you some fantastic stuff i've been doing offline, inspired by my parents' recent knocking and sawing.

'Door Knob' (circa 2006): etched with finely made puppy teeth marks

'Ear Powder Bottle' (circa 2006): bottle containing real ear powder with lightly embellished cap

'Hole in Cupboard' (circa 2006): a major work spanning an entire afternoon

critiques welcome!

hershey tagged me!

2006-08-14T20:40:00.000+08:00

i found a message from my friend, hershey (a daschund 'doglet'), telling me i've been tagged and to read the instructions from hershey's page to find out how it's played. ha! easy peasy lemony squeezy!

so it goes, when someone tags you, you have to do this confession thing and tell everyone five weird things you've done/five weird habits of yours. this game must be invented with my wft parents in mind – surely they have more than five each.

ok, here goes, five weird things about fee:

1) i am so off dry food now. if i have to eat it for dinner because the adults are too lazy to cook, i just scorn it and leave it almost untouched. but if someone were to pick up a kibble from my bowl of unwanted dry food and hold it just above my eye, i immediately sit and stay for it, forgetting that it is taken from the same bowl that i've just made tsk tsk sounds at half a minute ago.

2) i dislike having my ears cleaned. but if i see any of my friends resting their head on mom's lap for a ear cleaning session, i must have it too.

3) i love rabbits, not to eat but as pets. o i love you, my dear peepee and poopoo!

4) i don't particularly enjoy barking when i am bored or alone, but once my friends come over and the adults leave the house for a movie, we would bark like orphans.

5) i understand all my sit, stay, down, paw and hi-fives only in the privacy of my own home; these things strangely turn into blahblahblah-blahlah! once we're outside, especially in the presence of other dogs and their parents.

i'm off to tag five friends now! why can't it be more!!! i have more than five friends i want to tag!

more national day dog walk pix!

2006-08-08T23:04:00.000+08:00

the fox terrier friends: (L to R) ah pa, ah ma, me, toby and one of his little brothers

toby's two smooth fox terrier brothers, colin and rupert; they're only four months old!

the walk begins!

(L to R): ah pa, me, lashes and lele; ah ma, lenny and lilo are way ahead of us so they can check out their goody bags sooner

more friends! (L to R): me (can't remember why i was looking at fuzzy with my mouth open), fuzzy (check out his nice soft coat and very straight legs!); ginger (looking even fuzzier than fuzzy with wind-blown hair), and my ah ma and ah pa (kicking and squirming like worms)

someone enjoying himself in his little pushchair

the doggie cakes made with human grade ingredients; mom had a small pinch from my share and said it was good stuff!

happy birthday singapore!

2006-08-08T22:27:00.000+08:00

singapore turns 41 on 9 august! i won’t get to watch the parade and fireworks on the day itself but i had me a very nice party on 6 august with 600 doggies from all over our tiny island-state – the national day dog walk at my fave west coast dog run!

i got there early with my wft parents, party and mango, and my friends – the three hotdogs (lele, lashes and lenny) and a jack rascal (lilo). we all got a goody bag filled with kibbles, treats, chews, a dog magazine and even a large bottle of shampoo!

i spotted my friend, toby, with his dad, christopher, immediately. toby’s daddy adopted a pair of smooth fox terrier brothers recently and toby’s been busy playing big brother and teaching the younger boys the rules. toby is in really good shape! we also made some new friends: ginger, a girl wft, and fuzzy, a boy lakeland terrier! fuzzy was rescued from the spca eight years ago and although he is now 14 grand years, he doesn’t look one bit a senior and is every inch as handsome as a lakeland terrier can be!

the turn out was good and most people brought food; i assessed the grounds quickly and decided to make my rounds and do some panhandling (pet-fee-for-treats). first, i grabbed a packet of biscuits someone had left carelessly on the grass (mom ran after me and managed to pry it from my mouth); then i went up to this couple who was having macdonalds and gave them my moistest-eyed puppy look – earned some fries for that (mom scurried over to apologise then hauled me very unceremoniously away by the collar); darted back to macdonalds and begged for more fries (yanked back after more profused apologies); made several more return trips and got dragged back again, then decided to approach other picnickers; got biscuits, cakes and some kibbles – pretty decent earnings considering that mom was hot on my heels, diving frantically after me and shouting my name like a mad woman. o, i am bigger and faster, and nearly impossible to catch now! just call me Speedy Fee.

national day birthday cakes were given out later. i never knew cake tasted so heavenly! gulped mine down quickly and did a quick 10-metre-radius cake-scan. ah pa and ah ma were still sniffing suspiciously at theirs! (they also had one of those stand-up boxing matches in public while everyone watched in amusement.)

it was certainly the grandest doggie party we’ve ever been, but i am sad to report that it was a splendid day out for all but one dog – i heard from mom’s friend, the organiser, that a black female spitz was left loitering in the grounds when they were packing up. some VERY IRRESPONSIBLE DOG OWNER had deliberately brought his/her dog there to leave it behind! and last year, some horrible people left behind two huskies! how could they!!!

i wish for world peace and love this national day, for all two- and four-legged people everywhere. no more war, no more abuse or abandonment.

snitchybug – doggies fashion!

2006-08-05T00:29:00.000+08:00

remember i mentioned that butchy and snickers' mommy, linda and her friend pat, are starting a new line of fashion apparel for doggies? well, it's in business now! here are some designs to check out, with many more here – i'm sure loads more will follow! i hear some fancy wool-lined jackets will be introduced next. snitchybug is a very special line of doggie fashion by two very dedicated and creative pet owners – do help to spread the word!

nice sequinned tee which i'm sure will be a heads turner at parties! i wanted to buy the doggie mannequin but auntie linda says it needs to stay on its job as a model. sigh!

here's my friend, snickers, sporting a pink leopard print bandanna, latest design from snitchybug!

peepee and poopoo

2006-08-01T22:47:00.000+08:00

hi folks, let me present to you my pet bunnies, peepee and poopoo! they are netherland dwarfs from netherlands(?) – i'm really not sure, but as far as i'm concerned they came from the pet shop in clementi avenue two where they were placed for adoption by their previous owners. they live together in a cage in a corner of my room and they pee and poo all the time. peepee (eight months) is semi-toilet-trained by now but dear poopoo (three months) still hasn't got a clue.

right now, they have to be moved into the kitchen and visited secretly because my two crazy friends, lilo and lashes have come to stay with me for a while. these two just won't stop scratching at the cage or barking at my pets!

tsk, tsk! how can i ever get into their thick skulls that peepee and poopoo aren't dinner?

will pet-sit for treats

2006-07-27T22:24:00.000+08:00

auntie pea came to collect ah pa and ah ma on monday night. ah pa was disoriented for a moment – he'd enjoyed far too much attention the last few days to remember that this was only temporary. in fact, i believe he already thinks the whole house and all its furniture and inhabitants belong to him.

soon after i bade my parents farewell, they were back to their impatient, antsy selves. auntie pea had barely turned the door knob and ah pa and ah ma were already paddling furiously forward and trying to strangle themselves on their leash to dash out. ok, bye pa and ma, and don't fight or fart in the car!

two days after ah pa and ah ma left with auntie pea, uncle james arrived with my friends, lilo and lashes. uncle james was horribly sick and could hardly take care of himself, much less my two ultra hyper friends. so there, lilo and lashes will stay with me till uncle james gets better.

i may be only eight months and a bit, but i think i'm getting the hang of pet-sitting already.

a looooong weekend

2006-07-23T23:58:00.000+08:00

i have just survived three whole days of round-the-clock supervision by ah pa and ah ma and am happy to report that despite having my bossy parents all to myself the last few days, i have emerged relatively unscathed and am still eating well.

auntie pea had to go for some camp over the weekend and couldn't trust ah pa and ah ma to maintain proper hygiene or feed themselves decently while she was gone so my wft parents, party and mango, arrived bright and early on saturday morning, beds and toys in paws for a two-night stay with me.

ah ma and i had our usual kiss-n-nips. ah pa, on the other hand, wasn't very anxious about spending any quality dad-and-pup time with me. he had his eyes glued on my pets, peepee and poopoo, the whole of saturday afternoon. he was clearly lost in bunnyland – even completely ignored my piercing screams as ah ma stomped merrily on my belly and threatened to pull all my fur out.

at times like this, i wonder if i might actually be an illegitimate child ah pa had produced with someone else; i can't explain ah ma's moody ways – could i really be her step-child?

peepee and poopoo spent the weekend like prisoners under ah pa's watchful eyes

mom and dad decided that we needed a pre-dinner walk to cool us down. poor peepee and poopoo badly needed a break too. it was just a walk, a little shorter than my usual one, but can you believe how soon and loudly ah pa and ah ma were grunting and heaving away already. they made so much noise mom and dad grew worried and decided to head back for home.

once home, ah pa and ah ma drank like elephants then plopped on their sides and slept like babies. they wandered so far into slumberland their dinner had to be delayed by a whole half hour! all was quiet for that half hour. i briefly toyed with the idea of playing with ah ma's bushy tail but my good senses advised otherwise.

zzz... zzz...

shh... babies sleeping. i enjoyed half an hour of parentless bliss and absolute freedom before ah pa and ah ma awoke from their slumber and demanded dinner.

sunday and monday were relatively peaceful. grandpa tommy and grandma kat came to visit from hong kong. grandma kat fell in love with ah pa the minute she saw him. she held ah pa's face and repeated 'party handsome boy' to ah pa like a mantra; ah pa fell into a trance almost instantly! he put his paws on her lap and looked deep into her eyes, oblivious to the rest of the world (even forgetting about peepee and poopoo) for a good 10 minutes.

and despite all the excitement the whole weekend, i managed to master a new trick! clever, clever me, i've figured out a way of escaping from the play pen – look!

ah ma tries to coax me down from the table so we can engage in another round of kiss-n-nip – no way!

it's relatively safe up here, but there must be a better way to hide from ah ma...

and fee jumps!

ah ma has to come sniff my butt now, of all times; but i managed to scoot over!

busy, busy month of july

2006-07-23T02:42:00.000+08:00

well, so much has happened lately: my friends, butchy and snickers, got a new haircut, and snickers celebrated her fourth birthday on 20 july with cake and a new bandanna (happy, happy birthday, snickers!); their mommy, linda, is also starting a new venture into fashion wear for doggies (will post pix and details when available); mackie discovered another atrocity of a puppy mill in the oaklahoma city area involving the ill treatment of over 100 dogs; pippin’s mommy, pat’s spanking new honda fit in fire engine red finally arrived after much anticipation; ozzy got sprayed by a nasty skunk just days after his new haircut and had to be soaked and scrubbed every other day to get rid of the smell it left behind; ozzy’s mom, jen, also signed him up for dogster, and had the cat, desiree signed up for catster too.

butchy after the chop; just as well, because i hear the weather has been so unbearably hot in iowa it nearly sent butchy diving into a five-feet deep pond (mommy linda yanked him back in time, whew!)

snickers turns four! check out the pink bandanna with tiny leopard prints she's wearing; her mommy, linda, and auntie pat, made it for her! butchy and their friend, ladybug, have one each in a different print too! they are going to be models for the new line of doggie apparel!

auntie pat's new toy; pippin is real lucky cos wfts look absolutely fabulous in red!

ozzy with his new haircut, just days before the encounter with the evil skunk; he assures me that he has been suitably compensated with treats and toys for all those baths (including one in tomato juice, i hear). skunks are on our hate lists now.

as for me, i have two new pets! they are a pair of girl netherland dwarf rabbits, which i have named peepee and poopoo. i can't post any pix of them yet as they still haven't learnt to sit still for the camera. will tell you more about them and my new responsibilities as a pet owner!

skc dog show

2006-07-09T23:55:00.000+08:00

i went to the skc dog show last saturday with dad, mom, lashes, lele, lenny, uncle james and auntie cindy. despite the late-night world cup the night before, the turn out was great!

me wearing the my-first-steps toddler outfit at the dog show; my daschund friends, lele, lashes and lenny are behind, saying hello to a daschund fan from taiwan.

here's eclair, a 10-month-old girl wft i met at the dog show; she's a petite lil' pup at 6kg. behind us having a chat are a schnauzer and a jack-russell-and-schnauzer mix who looks like a wft from afar.

competitors and their two-legged parents getting ready for the show. i sneaked in to say hello to a husky and a lakeland terrier to wish them luck!

beds and more beds! i'm sure my wft parents, party and mango, wouldn't mind having a couple more.

my new outfit; i'm now an official Grr'many Woof Cup referee!

refereeing the terrier group show from my cosy little corner.

a competitor spots me and turns to say hello!

this boy schnauzer keeps trying to chat me up and drools all over me; i have a good mind to flash my yellow card at him.

one of the few wfts in the competition.

it is always a good sign to be seated at the table; chances of getting food are high.

my daschund friends: (L to R) lenny, lele, me and lashes. lele is one month older than me and my best playmate; see how close we are.

photoshoot pix, finally!

2006-07-06T22:21:00.000+08:00

couldn't fit into my dream indian princess outfit so they draped me with bits of scarves for this silly indian grannie look; notice the deliberate blink?

my greedy ah ma; i am convinced my appetite is hereditary.

ah ma before her pretty hat fell off

the ramasage family: (L to R) me, ah ma and ah pa

3-2-1, look away!

ah pa checks the floor for treats before scooting off

the ramasage family

2006-07-03T21:19:00.000+08:00

(L to R) me (down), ah pa (sit), ah ma (down) and auntie pea (toes)

my wft parents came to visit me on saturday and to convince me that they still love me in spite of all the scolding and nipping, they brought with them a whole big bag of treats to mark the end of the unpleasant two-month-long feed-fee-less regime! they even presented me with a one-eyed green doll for the one mom gave to auntie pea! it felt like an early birthday celebration!

goodies and me; can't wait to eat them all!

sure, my wft parents still haven’t made up their minds about what parenting approach they should adopt with raising a fast-growing pup, kissing me and fussing over me one moment and threatening to swallow me whole the next, but i'm getting used to it all now. after some routine butt-sniffing to make sure that everyone in the family was well, we lounged around in the living room and sampled some of those delicious treats they brought. since the weather was lovely, we even decided to go out for some sun in the garden!

ah pa leads the ramasage family walk, flanked by beautiful wife (bottom) and lovely daughter (top)

it's a small garden unlike the huge lovely one butchy and snickers live in, but ah pa wasn't at all bothered and insisted that the family went several rounds along the parameters so that he could pee against every flower pot a few more times. i'm not sure what that was for, but ah ma and i treaded quietly behind and diligently paused to pee every couple of steps we took too. maybe it's a special ramasage family bonding ritual passed down by ah pa's ah pa; an initiation ceremony of sorts, maybe they won't nip me anymore after this?

we checked out everything, including the huge and tall lotus pot that was normally out of bounds for me. we would peer into it like three witches surrounding a cauldron, then slurp heartily to refill our bladders for more pee-rounds in the garden. the ritual was occasionally interrupted by ah ma suddenly going into a nasty trance which sent her darting after me out of the blue to nip me (see photo below), but apart from that, I rather much enjoyed this mysterious ramasage tradition. we queued up to have our paws wiped (me last) and then went into the house for our dinner. (i had some grass and a lump of soil for appetiser while waiting in line.)

ah ma doing her part for the sacred ramasage family ritual

(L to R) me and ah ma at the cauldron while ah pa (legs) blesses it

me running for my life; ah ma goes into a nip-the-fee trance

ah pa ends the ritual quickly when he senses that dinner is ready and about to be served

one weird thing i discovered at the dining table: ah ma seems to be controlling ah pa’s diet too! they had their dinner served in this big bowl with two troughs, one for ah pa and one for ah ma, but ah ma wouldn’t let ah pa eat. she would make growling noises whenever ah pa put his face near his food. it was strange – ah ma can actually eat and growl at the same time! poor ah pa did get to eat in the end, but he had to proceed very carefully; gingerly nibbling at his dinner while keeping one eye on ah ma in case he too, got nipped.

we went online after dinner and eagerly checked out our wiry pals’ blogs. i also showed them some pix pippin had e-mail me since pippin is too busy to keep a blog. they didn't say it but i know my parents still find it hard to believe that anyone (everyone except them, actually) could be heavier than me, but since these are our family friends of good standing, i’m sure they know i couldn’t have made it all up. and besides, it’s a sin to starve a growing pup.

we napped while the two-legged parents watched tv. ah ma and i went straight into deep slumber but ah pa was hopeful about supper so he kept one ear open to listen for footsteps going into the kitchen or near the treats, and stood up several times (groggily) when he heard his name being mentioned. when references to ‘party’ eventually got changed to ‘p-a-r-t-y’, the ramasage family finally rolled on our sides and followed the long line of (barbequed) sheep into dreamland.

pea-chan

i dreamt of pea-chan (my ex-green doll) waving goodbye and telling me to be good and that it is happy to finally be made whole and reunited with auntie pea. goodbye, pea-chan. see you again soon!

ramasage family saga update 1

2006-06-30T22:34:00.000+08:00

here's the stupid scoop i promised on the ramasage family saga. am posting real reluctantly because the latest piece of gossip i found on my wft parents' blog had no juicy follow-ups about tearing each other's fur out and no revelationary pix of anyone hiding under the furniture – the scoop was about me! i shouldn't have promised to keep track of them. i have now painted myself into a corner because i am a little ramasage and part of everything that goes on in the family too.

yeah, yeah, tales of ah ma's morning sicknesses and bloated stomach, and how she had to undergo a c-section because vet suspected pup could be big, etc, followed by her reminiscing painfully about our nursing days at auntie priscilla's and uncle victor's house, blahblahblah...

BIG BAD AH MA!

my only explanation for everything i did is that i was hungry – i hadn't eaten a thing since i started growing in ah ma's stomach so, naturally! i was cold too, and badly needed some extra fats to pad me up real quick. ah ma neglected to mention in her post that i was always dripping like a dunked rat because she had developed this obsessive compulsion to lick me every other second, round the clock; it was so serious she wouldn't stop even when i was tired and trying to nap. she would lick me one side, then nudge me over and lick the other side, then nudge me again, and again. this silly post-natal obsession nearly drove me nuts! (made it hard for me to go near the milk supply too.)

so if you ask me, i would say her urge for licking me was comparable – if not superior – to my cravings for milk. and like i explained, i was nothing but a famished pup. i had no choice but to invent the ingenious ways (described in her blog) to ensure that milk was always just a suckle away.

from then on, my appetite has always been the topic of all our reunions. o well, i believe my wft parents mean well; perhaps they just didn't want me to grow up too quickly so that they can enjoy my little baby ways for a little longer.

and as for all the feisty struggles and lung-bursting wailings, i'm big enough to surf the net about DNA to know i must've inherited these rebellious little ways from SOMEONE – ah pa or ah ma – so dear wft parents please call for a debate about this and regal us with all the no-stones-unturned findings in your blog soon.

eeks. i need some blog-therapy now. i'm off to look into butchy and snickers' blog – the lovely pix of them and their beautiful garden always perks me up.

baby ozzy!

2006-06-30T20:53:00.000+08:00

hi folks, meet my new friend, ozzy. ozzy is one very special boy because he not only is a wire haired fox terrier, he is also the same age as me! i couldn't believe my eyes when i saw that he was born on 17 november 2005 – a wft pup two whole days younger than me! even my wft parents, party and mango, couldn't contain their excitement when they visited ozzy at his blog!

ozzy lives in poughkeepsie, new york, with his mom, dad and two grand mommies, and has a sissy dog, shelby, for a neighbour. besides playing with the garden hose, he also loves chasing HIS frisbee and tennis balls. i think blogging is fast becoming another of his favourite pastime too, with so many wiry friends leaving comments in his blog!

and ah, one very important discovery: ozzy is 25lbs, which equals 11kg, which proves i'm not too fat at 8.5kg! this ought to mean i have a right to resume my continuous flow of calorie-laden snacks! (wft parents please take note)

seems ozzy is going to have one busy weekend (besides finding another freshly bought milk carton to puncture) because his uncle mike will be visiting. as for me, i heard my wft parents are coming to see me again tomorrow, so i guess i'd better go leave another reminder for them to bring some treats and toys for me now.

help, my wft parents are fighting again!

2006-06-23T00:39:00.000+08:00

guess what, barely a week since their migration into bloggerland, and my wft parents are already bringing their matrimonial squabbles online for all and sundry to read about!

first, my ah pa, party, having obviously never thought of the CONSEQUENCES, slyly posted some embarrassing pix of my ah ma, mango, with her tail down during a thunderstorm and then proceeded to describe in detail all the frantic and baby-ish things ah ma did so that she would be picked up and consoled.

then ah ma, in retaliation the very next day, posted a pathetic looking pix of how ah pa, now a dignified show ring champion, used to look when he first arrived – furless, head low, tail down, ribs sticking out, tick bites and all. whoa, hell truly hath no fury like a woman scorned! i don't think ah pa found it very funny, but what a fun way to learn about my family history – i think i can safely label us 'dysfunctional'?

i am sure in time to come (very soon, i predict), ah pa and ah ma will resort to calling each other names openly and for sure, more juicy updates of their daily bickering will follow (with colourful pix, hopefully).

is ah ma really a coward? will ah pa dig out some more dirt about ah ma? watch this space for the next scoop on the ramasage family saga! this is fee, reporting from singapore.

party & mango turn bloggers!

2006-06-18T23:17:00.000+08:00

omg, my wft parents, ah pa and ah ma, have created an existence for themselves in bloggerland too! good chance for me to snoop back on them and maybe also carelessly drop some hints about what presents and treats they can bring for me when they next visit – yippee.

this is going to be fun.

rainy days, vcds and beds

2006-06-17T00:35:00.000+08:00

it's been raining so much i hardly get to go out much these days. my friend, pippin, wrote to say that it's been waterlogged where he is in new york, too. he says he just sleeps in with his mommies and big maggie sister. that's pippin above, eyes closed and contented, tucked snugly between the sheets.

i'm so envious of pippin because i won't be getting any lie-ins with dad and mom – yup, not for a long while. last week, while we were all watching the Friends vcd on the bed, i pee-ed on the covers and mom and dad were alarmed enough to pause the show immediately just to drag me away (kicking and screaming) and give me a good scolding.

and i didn't even get to watch the rest of the episode.

fat puppies of the world unite!

2006-06-13T20:42:00.000+08:00

i have maintained my 8kg for several weeks now. i'm about an inch shorter than ah pa, who is 7.5kg, and one inch taller than ah ma, who is a measly 6.5kg. i know i am overweight and a giant baby by their scrawny standards but today, someone left a comment to tell me i look beautiful. someone, somewhere, besides my ever supportive friends, pippin, butchy & snickers, actually appreciates my baby-fat look!

fat is beautiful. fat is cool! now bring in the cakes!

u cannot see me

2006-06-13T12:44:00.000+08:00

scrambling into my strawberry house to hide from ah ma.

think i forgot to tuck in my backside and a leg; here comes ah ma.

i think ah ma is gone.

my green doll – no more!

2006-06-12T21:52:00.000+08:00

shortly after we'd gotten back from the studio, uncle peter pan took a small mountain of creamy chocolatey cake out from the fridge and stuck a burning stick on it. auntie pea sat smiling happily in front of it while dad, mom and uncle peter pan clapped their hands and sang a song (couldn't contain their excitement for the cake, i presume). although ah pa, ah ma and i were cordoned away inside the play area, we watched hopefully while auntie pea put out the fire and cut the cake – into FOUR large pieces. the two-legged adults then sat down and merrily stuffed their faces as my wft parents and i watched on through the barricades.

i can't believe they forgot about us!

then more disappointment for me. mom whipped out the green doll she was making for me and GAVE it to auntie pea!!! it wasn't completely done yet. its head was still dangling away from its body, and a familiar smell wafted into the play pen where we were observing this whole selfish ritual. the green doll was filled with fur mom and auntie pea had been collecting from ah pa, ah ma and me! it was a wft doll made with our fur!

i cannot believe mom was giving my doll to auntie pea! it even had her name sewn across the chest: P-e-a. ah ma went berserk and started scratching at the fence, while ah pa looked ready to pounce on it and kill it. i was too stunned to react. it was just too much in a day for a six-month-old pup to bear.

o well, HAPPY BIRTHDAY AUNTIE PEA, and be sure never to leave your new doll lying carelessly around. ah pa, ah ma and me, we are watching.

after the shoot

2006-06-12T20:15:00.000+08:00

i still can't believe ah ma actually managed to tuck herself into all the lovely outfits i couldn't squeeze into.

we all went upstairs after the photo shoot to look at how the photos turned out. most of them were of my show-off wft parents, ah pa and ah ma, of course. i sulked in 90% of the ones i appeared in, and while the vain parents and two-legged adults were busy admiring the photos in the computer, i went under the table and pee-ed. TEE-HEE.

the wardrobe auntie was clearly very smitten with my wft parents. she brought several pieces of casual wear into the room for them to try on and the two vainpots, clearly basking in the attention, caved in and paid for a set of studded singlet-and-jeans streetwear each. needless to say, nothing for me because wardrobe auntie only had two pieces in that range. but to her credit, she dug around and found a pair of yellow and pink dungarees in soft terrycloth for me – the my-first-steps toddler look.

this baby look isn't exactly what i had in mind, but it'll have to do till the seamstress people learn to make decent fee-sized clothes.

the photo shoot

2006-06-11T20:33:00.000+08:00

my wft parents arrived around noon to collect me for the photo shoot this afternoon.

after we got there, mom and auntie pea went into an upstairs room with ah ma (photographer considered her the fattest and hardest to fit) to select some outfits for us while ah pa and i waited downstairs with dad and uncle peter pan.

they took a really long time, so i thought it must be because ah ma is too fat for anything. i kept my paws crossed for them to pick the pink indian princess outfit for me. after a long time, they finally came back down. and peeking through the huge pile of clothes they were carrying was my dream dress! yeS! YES!!

we were supposed to take some pix in traditional korean costumes and ah pa and ah ma were to have a couple portrait taken first, u know like a wedding portrait (although their baby, me, is already six months' old, and their THIRD litter, tsk tsk). ah ma got into a red and green korean dress with little struggle but ah pa was too big boned for the boy korean outfit, so he had to put on a japanese costume instead. i managed to get one paw into my purple korean dress, but that was about all that the dress would have of me. then clever, intuitive mom took out the pink indian princess outfit and tried to get me into it. alas, the weeks of dieting has not done a thing to my neck or waist line. i could not even get one paw in. i was so close to tears. the day is now ruined.

the auntie at the studio tried to get me some other indian looking dresses, but they looked more like what these old indian grannies would wear to the market. i was thrown into this huge pouffy skirt and had a silly scarf draped over me, although i still got to wear the pretty bracelets. i scowled at the camera and kept trying to walk off the set. the photographs will be interesting.

mom tried to put me in a chinese ching dynasty costume next, and THAT TOO DIDN'T FIT. great. ah ma got to wear it instead, with a pretty hat with many flowers. the day just got more and more depressing. everything i tried was bursting at the seams, and ah ma, the Original Fat One, got into all of them. fine. i sulked as ah pa and ah ma changed into one fancy outfit after another, getting all the attention and treats. at one point, ah ma even got up on twos and danced around in circles for them while the silly two-legged adults clapped and cheered. yuk.

i finally got into ah ma's red and green korean dress (after she'd taken too many pix in it and gotten rather sick of it, and decided to changed into ANOTHER korean dress. grrr...). i could hardly breathe but i was determined not to show it. it wasn't my dream princess outfit, but still better than nothing – or that indian granny saree. i forced a little smile for the camera and carefully timed myself to blink, yawn, look away or roll on my sides as the photographer snapped away. at last, i'm having some fun too.

we stayed put together long enough for our long-awaited family portrait and some mom-and-daughter shots. my mood sort of lightened up. well, at least no one nipped me, and i resisted the urge to tear up ah pa and ah ma's pretty clothes.

the pix will be ready on tuesday. will show u then.

countdown to photo shoot

2006-06-10T00:39:00.000+08:00

there seems no end to this stripping business. i got my face stripped and back carded (something called the carding technique) again today. i think mom is taking me to a doggie studio this weekend to have a family portrait taken with my wft parents, ah pa and ah ma. there's no doubt ah pa and ah ma must've been going through this same pruning ordeal with auntie pea too, so they can look their best for the photo shoot.

i heard there are outfits to choose from, and this is the same place that had the pink indian princess outfit i fell in love with at the dog show! o i pray, i pray – please let me fit into it for the photo shoot! i haven't put on much weight as mom has been most tight-fisted (literally) with treats recently. perhaps if i hold my breath too, i can finally squeeze into it?

i think my face is now almost decent enough for the photo shoot; with the indian princess outfit and pretty, pretty bangles and belt and necklace, i'm sure i'll look absolutely fabulous!

i wonder what ah pa and ah ma will wear. they musn't, musn't be allowed to steal the show!

the green thing

2006-06-08T23:27:00.000+08:00

mom has been engaged in some needlework lately. i can’t make out what she’s trying to sew; she snipped the thumbs and two middle fingers off a pair of green knitted gloves and has been stitching the frayed ends up. can’t figure out what that was for. i stole one of them off the coffee table to have a better look but mom grabbed it back before i could examine it properly.

it’s too early to tell but i suspect she is sewing me a new toy.

butchy and snickers go birdwatching

2006-05-25T22:38:00.000+08:00

i am pleased to announce that my friend, snickers, is up and about and having fun again! she and butchy found a silly lovesick bird (the humans call it the Great Blue Heron) pining next to a PLASTIC heron their mommy had planted by the pond!!! what a sight that must've been!

jaffe boy

2006-05-25T20:56:00.000+08:00

my wft parents are going to flip when they come in here to snoop again. i've just made another friend, jaffe, a BOY parson russell terrier, who lives here in singapore! he's going to sentosa this weekend with his parents and has even asked if i would like to go too. the pix of him above, i think that's taken at sentosa, after a swim. he likes to fly too!

jaffe loves chewing shoes, which gives his mommy a perfect excuse to keep replenishing the stock. i wonder if mom secretly hopes for me to do the same too?

my wft parents are looking

2006-05-24T00:13:00.000+08:00

i'd suspected it for a while now, but today, i can finally confirm it – yes, my wft parents, party and mango, have been looking in my blog! i just knew it! today, they actually left me a nice comment to congratulate me on my flying trick and told me how lovely i looked in the pix. what a pleasant surprise! but i think they come in here mainly to check on me, you know, see what mischief i've been up to, as well as read about the new friends i've made, especially if there are boy wfts.

i wonder if other parents do that to their growing pups too, or is it just mine?

i've got new friends too!

2006-05-23T23:07:00.000+08:00

meet my new friend, pippin! pippin lives in new york state with his mommies, pat and judy, and his sister, maggie. like me, pippin is an irresistible wft – and what's more, besides being an ace easter bunny and bird hunter, pippin can FLY, and even better! he told me about the daredevil trick he did; one time he flew out of the two-and-a-half storey high attic window (gosh, he definitely is braver than any other dog or person i've ever met) and landed on a large rose bush. he broke a toe nail and had – ouch – hundreds of thorns stuck in his belly. pippin warned me never to attempt that trick. it's just too dangerous. it made his mommy, pat, cry too. what an experience, but pippin is my idol now. Pippin Flying Extraordinaire!

next, meet butchy and snickers (yum, she really was named after that nice, sweet choc bar), two wild and wooley (i like that!) wfts from janesville, iowa. they live in what must be a really nice picturesque house with their mom and dad, from the pix they've uploaded onto their blog. lots of lovely flowers, birds and fishes live there with them! snickers has caught something nasty and has been under the weather lately. heard she got a jab and had to be on antibiotics for a while. i do hope she gets well enough to go out and play soon. don't u just love that pix of them above? go visit their blog, they have many other cute ones there!

axel g chocholoza – new family friend!

2006-05-16T23:25:00.000+08:00

ah pa has a new friend. his name is axel, a wft who lives miles away with his dad and mom in philadelphia (isn't this the name on the box of a cheese spread – must be a nice place), and he has his own blog too. he's been a serious blogger since july 2005 and on his blog today, was a special mention of ah pa, ah ma and me, with our pix splashed across the page!

axel wrote many things about ah pa and ah ma, but the only thing that stayed in my head and played in a loop like an angel's glowing halo was that he thinks i am an Adorable little girl.

i believe him. yes i do!

microchipping

2006-05-13T19:06:00.000+08:00

i got microchipped today. uncle james came to pick me up in the afternoon and as usual, i puked on the car ride and had to be dragged to the washing area to get my butt and legs hosed down (sat on my puke in the crate). today's visit to the james tan veterinary centre is my sixth (sort of; ah ma gave birth to me via c-section there, then i returned for three vaccines over the last few months and once more for conjunctivitis).

now, i have a 15-digit serial number complete with barcode, and if you run a scanner down my back, it goes 'beep!', which is quite funny.

dead toys

2006-05-13T17:16:00.000+08:00

i discovered a very lovely website belonging to zoe, a smooth fox terrier from seattle, washington a few days ago. in one of the pages, she created an obituary for all her fondly missed toys who have passed on. there were pix of mrs hippo, one taken on her day of arrival (well-fluffed and limbs intact) and another of the end of her duty (body matted, ears gnawed and limbs loose); and several of other well-loved toys who have served dutifully. how sweet. it nearly made me cry.

we fox terriers really do love our toys to death. especially the chewy ones.

fee can fly!

2006-05-10T12:12:00.001+08:00

did i tell you about the new trick i mastered a few weeks ago? i can fly now! the set-up is easy: mom makes me sit at one end of the room then holds a hoola hoop about a foot or so off the ground with one hand, and wriggles a treat excitedly in the other. at the command of ‘fly!’ i would spring forward and jump through the hoop to chomp it in one bite. it is really simple: just never let the treat out of your sight and go straight for it when mom gives the signal.

easy peasy lemon squeezy.

my parents' new matrimonial property

2006-05-10T12:12:00.000+08:00

i heard that ah pa actually managed to plonk himself in the new winnie-the-pooh house before ah ma. how surprising. ah ma was relegated to standing guard outside, waiting for a chance, like if ah pa had to come out and pee, to invade the new territory. i could make out from the blurry pix auntie pea had sms-ed, ah pa’s very contented face peering out from his new house, and ah ma scowling from outside at the phone-camera.

one of ah pa’s rare victories. i wonder how long it lasted?

the skc dog show

2006-05-08T11:59:00.001+08:00

dad, mom and auntie pea brought me to the dog show yesterday. o, i wasn’t there for showing like ah pa was; we were just there to check out the other dogs and the merchandise. i tried on a few hats (too big) and some dresses, but most of the nice things weren’t my size. there was a pink indian princess outfit complete with dazzling gold bangles, necklace and belt which i loved, but there was no way i was going to squeeze into it. sigh.

we settled down at this fenced area (i found a gap where i could poke my head through to see better) to watch the show for the terriers. on the side away from the carpets were the anxious competitors: several bull terriers with their roman noses and big, big teeth; two lakeland terriers, which looked like me but were brown with black patches; a few wire-haired jack russells; a smooth fox terrrier; two wired-haired fox terriers (one of which is the offspring of ah pa’s old competitor in the ring, and rather dashing, i must add); and this weirdest looking west highland terrier which had all its hair combed upwards and out sideways like a fan (belongs to auntie pea’s friend).

i’m not sure if i ever want to be shown. the winning wft, offspring of ah pa’s competitor, looked anorexic. i could tell from the way he jumped for his treats that he probably hadn’t been served breakfast. overheard auntie pea telling mom that if i ever wanted to be shown, i would have to lose A LOT of weight. i definitely am not going to become a waif for glamour’s sake (although i know the winner takes home some dog food besides those colourful ribbons). nope, not my thing.

we continued browsing the booths and gasp – met two lovely wire-fox terriers! and allow me to add that they are normal, healthy looking wfts who certainly have had their breakfast and possibly, a satisfying lunch too. thumper (who was there to check out the action with his mom and i think, grandmom) has curly fur on top of his head, something like a poodle’s, a cute curly tail, and his trunk was as thick as mine – certainly looking every inch a contented, happy wft. i hope this changes mom’s mind about this diet nonsense she’s been talking about.

toby is cool with his distinctive orangey head which is a work of art (henna) by his dad, a friendly and creative bloke with these pretty, pretty earstuds. and may i add that toby, too, looked like he is served a FULL meal every time. toby’s dad told mom about an online wft group that he’s trying to start and i already can’t wait to be in it. it was so exciting meeting thumper and toby. besides ah pa, ah ma and the boy wft i met early this year in botanic gardens, i haven’t seen any other wfts. many people have to come up to dad and mom to ask what breed i was, and some people even thought i was some kind of off-coloured schnauzer or oddly shaped jack russell.

there was a familiar smell at one end of the show. my favourite nutro lamb and rice for puppies! when we got there, i couldn’t believe my eyes: barrels of assorted flavoured dog food filled to the brim for me to sample! mom bought some nutro treats for me and the kind lady at the booth very generously gave us many packets of other stuff to take home. i was allowed to grab a few kibbles then the two-legged parents dragged me away to avoid ‘further embarrassment’. must they?

after browsing around for a bit, mom bought me a pretty pink dress and a red scarf, and the same pink dress in a smaller size for lele. auntie pea got ah pa and ah ma a baby blue winnie-the-pooh house to share. then we had orange julius and burger king for late lunch. i was so tired i fell asleep in the car and took several naps in between playing with lele after i got home.

what a wonderful, wonderful day.

lele

2006-05-08T11:59:00.000+08:00

i got meself a new playmate last week. auntie cindy bought a lashes lookalike for uncle james as a present, and my little friend (a month and a day older than me) was to live with me till she got toilet-trained. she’s shaped just like lashes: tiny face with sizeable, frilly ears, short legs and a long body covered in long and soft black coat. and of course, she likes me immediately!

lashes and lilo, though, were suspicious and didn’t seem very interested in checking her out. she was timid and shy too, so i was her only friend. after all, i braved the car ride to the giant fish tank in serangoon gardens to collect her with the adults (vomited my breakfast out en route), so you know, i need to watch out for her.

i taught her to play immediately. in no time, we were tugging away at my orange scarf and beach shirt, and chasing balls. she is so small and soft, and a fly weight, so half the time, i am sort of dragging her around. but she’s clever too. as soon as i pick a toy up and nudge it against her face, she would immediately know to grab and tug. she’s great! she’s quick at learning her name too – lele.

daschunds are indeed as intelligent as uncle james say.

the reunion: part 3

2006-04-30T01:11:00.000+08:00

soon after the merriment of free-flowing treats, i was whisked off and placed on the dinner table – one of my fave places, except that our two-legged parents had already finished dinner and cleared the plates. darn, they even wiped the table clean. mom and auntie pea settled down to a serious discussion and began ruffling my coat and drawing imaginary lines along my sides as they talked. i knew instantly what was coming next.

more stripping. three pairs of hands (auntie pea’s, mom’s and dad’s) ran through my back, tail, neck, sides and face and there was little i could do although i did put up my best wft struggle and succeeded in nipping a few fingers. i called and glanced furtively at my wft parents for help, but they were resting their bloated bellies – too busy looking out at the garden and too engrossed with their tete a tete to hear their baby.

i emerged after what seemed like an eternity (of stripping, clipping and scissoring), pink and almost bare like a piglet save for my legs (the ‘furnishings’, they call it) and muzzle. it was weird without my nice wavy fur – my security blanket gone! but i couldn’t care less. i was tired, and all i wanted was a nap.

i climbed onto dad’s lap and dozed off, half draped over the armrest.

the reunion: part 2

2006-04-30T01:08:00.000+08:00

my folks are so disapproving. ah pa and ah ma took turns to sniff me, then growl or lunge at me. i screamed and ducked and decided to keep out of nipping range.

from time to time, after-dinner treats would be given out and we would be summoned and made to sit in a party circle for them. ah pa has the concentration and determination of a military sniper. his eyes never left the treats. he ate most of it, too. there were some tiny fish-shaped biscuits (suspicious looking but nice), waffles (nice), yoghurt drops (nice), chicken jerky (nice), peanut-butter biscuits (nice) and an assortment of flavoured cheesy bits (nice). we also had a round of nutripet (nice, too).

the reunion: part 1

2006-04-30T01:02:00.000+08:00

ah pa and ah ma came to visit me with auntie pea last week. it was so exciting. there finally at the gate, my parents, paddling madly about to break free from the y-shaped leash they shared. i greeted them enthusiastically, tail high and wagging, face so cute you’d want to lick me, but ah pa and ah ma seemed displeased. they made these angry noises and i promptly disappeared behind dad. after they got sick of growling at me, ah pa and ah ma suddenly turned to each other and broke into a shouting match. my folks are so strange. hmm. did they even notice that i, their beloved offspring, have blossomed into such a pretty little thing?

auntie pea bought some doggie shepherd’s pie from auntie raye’s café, urban pooch. it smelled heavenly! we had it for dinner. ah ma didn’t seem to be very hungry and as soon as she started to loiter away from her bowl, i went to clean it up. had a few bites from ah pa’s bowl too, when he turned his head to look at where ah ma was going.

i love dinner best when there’s company.

fuzzy bear

2006-04-25T17:48:00.000+08:00

i am not a boy. strange that many people can't tell. even dad. till now, after i've celebrated my fifth month, dad still makes reference to me as 'he' and 'his'.

this is my in-between look. the pix below of me and ah ma, that's the day they cut my fuzzy puppy fur for the first time. this is my teddy bear look after it's grown out a bit. nice?

the dog run

2006-04-25T14:41:00.000+08:00

here you see me, lilo, lashes and a golden checking uncle james out at the west coast dog run. ahem, if you actually look carefully, lilo isn't checking uncle james out, but sniffing at the golden's er ... dat thing.

this is a great place. i am free to gallop and pick as many leaves as i like off the grass. it's also a great place to meet other doggies and solicit pats/treats from their moms and dads.

the other time, i nearly got me some macdonald's fries but mom came and dragged me back.

damn.

mew's the best

2006-04-25T14:06:00.000+08:00

here's my sister, mew, and i posing for a pix on the patio set. our resemblance is obvious: patches on eyes, long white legs and markings on our back and tail. we love carrot, lettuce, kale and tissue paper.

ah ma + me

2006-04-25T13:52:00.000+08:00

here's me and ah ma a while back, several weeks after we'd both left our nursing home at auntie priscilla's and uncle victor's place, when she came to visit me with auntie pea.

don't be fooled by this pix. ah ma isn't exactly what you would call a pup-loving mom. she scolds me and makes me cry all the time, and wouldn't kiss me like she used to in the nursing home.

my fave dinner guest

2006-04-19T12:45:00.000+08:00

lashes is my best friend for now. she came over one weekend for dinner but was too distracted with playing ball to eat. so i did what any other sensible growing pup would do: i promptly finished up my share and proceeded to polish off hers. she didn’t even notice.

the choke chain

2006-04-19T12:40:00.000+08:00

i got a new collar today. it is a loud piece of ornament like what most bald headed baddies wear on tv. it made me look like an italian mafia. it is no ordinary collar: besides being aesthetically very unpleasing, it also serves as a torture gadget which dad has taken to tugging every now and then.

lilo has one too. she said she wore it to obedience school and it kept making her puke.

things don't look too bright for now.

the big splash

2006-04-12T13:35:00.000+08:00

too much salt!!!

bleagh.

stripping and grooming

2006-04-12T13:11:00.000+08:00

auntie pea came over with two huge boxes and a thin man last saturday. i only needed a peek into one of them to know that they contained torture equipment – mom has a similar but less well-stocked one. the thin man (uncle peter pan) was a pushover. i'm certain he would beg me to help myself to his larder and fridge if i just growled a little.

i discovered during the grooming session that i am Special.

because of my wiry coat, i needed this special piece of metal called the stripping knife which they don't use on Ordinary Looking dogs. there were some mention of taking out the under coat so that the wire coat can grow and maintain its (ahem, beautiful) colour, some comments about my nicely shaped muzzle and confident stance, and an awful one about my neck appearing to get shorter as i grow fatter. pfff.

i endured the whole pruning session and put up with comments about my shape, weight and appetite – only for the sake of that tongueful of after-grooming nutripet.

it's worth it.

vere arr my teef

2006-04-10T22:51:00.000+08:00

strange things are happening to me. my gums have been feeling sore for almost a month now. a few weeks ago, my two tiny front teeth came off. mom reacted with a silly mix of horror and amusement, and kept pulling my lips up to marvel at the gap where the missing teeth used to be. one week after, my two tiny lower front teeth fell off too. photographs were taken with my mouth pried open and mom squealed with delight, much to my disgust.

but the worst is yet to be. while feeding me my after-grooming treat of a dollop of nutripet, mom discovered a loose canine. her eyes lit up and then together with an excited auntie cynthia, one held my jaws open while the other yanked my shaky tooth off. it wasn't exactly painful, just annoying. but i had my first taste of BLOOD.

i must say i find it rather agreeable.

mean dog

2006-04-10T22:16:00.000+08:00

during one of our longer and more adventurous walks, mom, dad and i passed this house with a huge sign saying Mean Dog. from nowhere, this big hairy monster came prancing and scratching at the fence, barking furiously at us. i ducked between mom's legs and tried to back off. Meanie sure was deranged, too. even after we'd walked a good distance away from the house, it continued barking at nothing. but i was still trying to get over our unpleasant encounter and my tail was down when mom and dad exchanged some words and came to the conclusion that i might be growing from feisty pup into a coward.

how could they?! didn't they see how it was trying to tear the fence down to get to us, and how loudly it was yelling at us? i mean, Meanie was also surely a looney, for chrissake.

that night, i heard stupid jokes about naming me Show Me Mercy (as opposed to ah pa's dignified Show No Mercy). how insulting.

thereafter, the social visits to the dog park and auntie raye's cafe, urban pooch, increased to supposedly help me get over my fear of dogs. i'm not afraid, okay?

lilo and lashes

2006-04-10T21:18:00.000+08:00

here you see me posing for a pix with my friends, lilo and lashes. lilo is a jack russell while lashes is a long-haired daschund. they are siblings and about three years' old. they have a brother, it seems, which goes by the name of lenny, but i've never met him. lilo and lashes told me he's a wire-haired daschund, pretty rare, but i heard uncle james (lilo's and lashes' daddy) refer to him as 'gong-kia', meaning nitwit. hmm... no wonder he never gets taken along during our outings to the dog park. anyways, lilo, lashes and lenny live with their mommy, auntie cindy, and mostly see uncle james during the weekends. well, their family is a little complicated at the moment.

lilo snaps at me all the time, like the time i tried to step on her butt to get a better view of the passing trees from inside uncle james' car. lashes is the best ball catcher ever. she even manages to catch other people's balls while we were at the dog park. she watches out for me too, barking away the big bullies who come and bother me.

the name is fever

2006-04-10T20:49:00.000+08:00

i spent my first few months exploring my little playpen, pooing on my bed (then mashing it with my paws before smearing the paste around), testing my boundaries and generally ignoring all calls for me to 'sit', 'stay' or 'down'. i even ignored my name for a while. they would clap and do all sorts of silly things, calling 'fever, fever' or 'come here fee' and i would just pretend to be deaf.

it was when they started to lure me with treats that i began to find it increasingly hard to ignore their pleas for attention. okay. i sat, stayed, downed, pawed, hi-fived, rolled, played dead and even fetched balls. all for the little morsels they held so tantalisingly in their hands.

i'm sure my wft ancestors are howling and rolling uncomfortably in their graves.

getting home

2006-04-10T20:24:00.000+08:00

i was taken home at about five weeks, and almost immediately upon arrival, i was subjected to the most cruel ordeal ever known to a five-week-old pup. i had my ears cleaned, paw pads trimmed and toe nails clipped. i wailed like a banshee but the ordeal only got worse. they whipped out this torture equipment called the slicker brush and began to run it through my fur. EEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeee!

from that day on, i would be put through that same ordeal frequently (and deliberately, no doubt), and utterly untrue to my wft (wire fox terrier) nature, i have almost gotten used to the cotton buds in ears, tiny pair of scissors messing with my paw pads and nail clipper clip-clipping away now. but i hate that brush even now. just wait till i get my teeth on it. i have also made another enemy: a long thin chewy stick they call the cane. i succeeded in fraying the ends of the first cane whenever they left it carelessly within my reach, but they quickly bought me a second cane. slowly but surely, i have been working my way through No 2, most often under the purple sofa.

mango

2006-04-10T20:04:00.000+08:00

here's my ah ma, mango. she's about five this year. she came to live with auntie pea when she was seven months' old. she's had three litters with ah pa (including me). i inherited ah ma's feisty nature and ah pa's face, which everyone agreed was a good mix. but they also said that i was the naughtiest of all. i just refuse to believe them.

ramasage show no mercy

2006-04-10T19:55:00.000+08:00

this is my ah pa, party, also known as Ramasage Show No Mercy (what they call him when he goes for these beauty pageants which he always wins; ah pa is a handsome boy). he is about six this year. he led a rather sad life moving from home to home to farm, before his current two-legged mom, auntie pea, brought him back and gave him a real home. he's now retired from shows and spends most of his time being hen-pecked by my ah ma, mango.

just a while ago

2006-04-10T18:32:00.000+08:00

like almost four months ago, i was this shape. i was born to my parents, mango (ah ma) and party (ah pa) on 15 november 2005. there was supposed to have been some accident i heard, something about my parents' two-legged mother, pea, returning from the loo to find my parents 'at it'. whatever 'it' was, must be a naughty thing, which perhaps explains why the adults seem to like pointing at me while saying 'naughty!'

anyways, i am now nearly five months and getting a new set of teeth. you'll find out more about me later.

am i showing yet?

2006-04-10T14:00:00.000+08:00

bark. bark. can you hear me at all?