My friend
Honey, has tagged me to play in a game to post and tell everyone about my real mummy and daddy. Well, I don't know where my real chow parents or siblings are, except that I was born in Victoria, Australia. I was sent to Singapore when I was just several weeks old and the only humans I can remember so far are the pet shop workers and my first adoptive humans - a young dance instructor and his girlfriend. I wish I can be like Honey and have more information or memories of my real family, but sadly I don't. Sometimes I do wonder where they are and how they are doing, but most of the time, I just wonder when my human daddy is coming home so that I can sniff at his socks and welcome him home with my wagging tail.
Well then, let me tell you how I found my current humans instead! My first set of humans had no time to take care of me so they decided to put up a few posts online to help me look for a new home. I was only 5 months old. My current Mummy saw one of the online posts and decided to call up and arrange to meet me on the very same day. A few hours later, my current humans turned up and some words and papers were exchanged and then very quickly, I followed my current humans to their car and off we go to my new home!
First week in my current humans' apartment.
Frankly, I thought I was just going for a spin with these humans. I've never been in the backseat of a car before and I love the novelty of looking out of the car window! Less than half an hour later, my humans led me to their apartment and I was getting scared! This house looks different from where I lived! I panicked but it was too late and the humans already locked the gate and I couldn't escape. I ran around the house trying to look for something familiar. But nothing is familiar. I was so scared, I peed and pooped right in the living room! My Mummy freaked out and groaned in dismay and that made me feel even more scared. I ran around again and stepped onto my own pee and left nasty paw and pee prints all over the living room. Thank god, the humans already rolled up their carpet and kept it in one corner. And when Mummy took out the mop to clean up the place, I thought she wanted to play tug of war and started to bite at the mop and refused to let go! That wasn't a very good start for me and my Mummy who has never owned a dog in her life. Of course the first two weeks was nightmarish for my Mummy, especially since I still peed and poop in the house.
Me in my dreaded crate. I'm glad to announce that I can no longer fit into this crate and Nono the cat has inherited it now.
Oh and I remembered the first night, my humans put me in my crate before they go to bed. They switched off all the lights and ignored my whining, hoping I will fall asleep soon. But I was just too excited to sleep! My Mummy crept out of the room and hid in a corner to peep at me. She thought I didn't see her but I did! And I was wondering why she was behaving like a rat! Turned out she was worried the weather was too hot for me to sleep and she put a fan near my crate so that I can at least enjoy some cool air.
It seems like such a long time but it was only 9 months ago when I found my current humans. I'm not too keen to change humans anytime soon and sometimes I do get a bit worried when my humans leave me at the grandparents' place and left the house without me. A part of me hoped desperately that they will return soon so I can feel assured and safe again.
And now for the fun part! I shall tag
Hershey,
Romeo,
Dino and
Pipa in the game to tell us about their daddy and mummy! And/Or if you don’t know much about them, then tell us about how you found your humans - and your first day in your new home!
