It's October already...

Time flies, it's October already! Mummy says by the end of the month, there will be a new addition to the family. And in just 2 months' time, it will be the beautiful season of Christmas again...there's so many things to look forward to!

Mummy has been really lazy and hasn't updated my blog much...but that doesn't mean she has stopped visiting my doggie friends' blogs and reading about what they are up to!

Here are the latest batch of my pictures, taken at Yunnan Garden. I just love to run freely and frolick in the grass!

Mummy and her 40" waist!

I don't know what Mummy has been eating but her waistline has been expanding so much I now look like a svelte supermodel next to her even though I now weigh a hefty 21.5kg!

Chow Chow the Zoombie

This is how I look when I do the zoom-zoom-zoomies!!!

Goodbye Dumbo

Dumbo Ng ~ 16 Feb 1999 - 20 Sep 2009

This is Dumbo, Mummy's ex-colleague's Golden Retriever. He was the dog that made Mummy fall in love with the Golden Retriever breed. After hearing funny stories about Dumbo and seeing his lovely face, Mummy has decided that the Golden Retriever is her favourite type of dog and she fantasizes about owning her own Golden Retriever one day. She was never a big fan of dogs before knowing Dumbo.

Dumbo had his many quirks. He loved listening to classical music and will only fall asleep when his owner tuned in to Symphony 92.4FM, our local classical music radio station. He slept next to the radio every night with the classical music playing on as his nightly companion.

He was a sweet-natured dog too. He was often bullied by his smaller fur brother, another breed which Mummy can't recall even though he is bigger in size. He always got his ears tugged by his brother and he didn't mind at all. He was named Dumbo cos he was like a silly dog with big floppy ears (when he was pup) that was so easygoing, and got bullied so easily.

Dumbo has just passed away. Mummy hasn't got the details but apparently, the poor dog was in the Intensive Care Unit before he passed away. We hope he wasn't in much pain. Run free at the Rainbow Bridge, Dumbo! You will always be loved and remembered!

The Escape Artist knows his way home

Okay...this is going to get repetitive and boring but I DID IT AGAIN! BOL! I ran away from home again, what else is new.

On Saturday, Mummy and Daddy left me at Granddad's house while they went for their weekly ante-natal class. I was so sad they couldn't bring me along. I'm sure I could pick up some baby-caring tips and do my duties well as a big brother to the baby! Anyway, I was hanging out in the garden when Granddad came home. In her haste to open the front gate for Granddad, Grandmum just leashed me quickly so that I wouldn't rush to the car porch and Granddad can park his car in the house safely. But because I wasn't leashed properly, I managed to wriggle out of the leash and I immediately ran out of the gate! The intention was to go look for my pawrents!

My poor Grandmum was freaking out and followed me out of the house. Granddad was worried too and even drove around the vicinity to look for me. The more I see Grandmum following me, the faster I ran. Frankly, I have no idea where I was going and decided to explore the neighbourhood for a bit. I soon came to an area whom I think my friend Romeo and his Mummy stays in, because I remembered I saw them here when my pawrents and I were in the car and we drove passed them. I was trying to locate Romeo's house so that I can pay him a surprise visit! I sniffed around, hoping to detect Romeo's scent but no luck at all. It was getting boring after a while and I couldn't see Grandmum or Granddad anymore (by then they have already given up looking for me and returned home). The afternoon heat was getting to me and there were no mud puddles for me to cool myself in. BORING! Where are the big dogs to play with when you need them?

I decided to just head back home so that I can chill in the house and wait for my pawrents to return. It wasn't too difficult to find my way back cos I just needed to sniff around and follow my pee-mails which will lead me to my destination. Boy, you should see my Granddad's face when he saw me standing outside the gate! He couldn't believe that I have returned! BOL! He went straight into the house to grab my favourite sliced barberqued pork and used that to lure me into the house. Of course I can never resist this special treat and I went straight for the yummy meat the moment the gate was opened for me. BOL!

I wish I can show you just how far I ran away but I couldn't post a picture of the map. Anyway, Romeo, if you are reading this, you would be able to tell. From my grandpawrents' place in Namly Garden to Jalan Lim Tai See / Lim Tai See walk area and back! Geez, is that far? I didn't feel it's that far but my grandpawrents reckoned it was!

May your wish come true

A close shave...with death!

Towards the end of last week, I caused my pawrents quite a bit of a heart attack! I don't really wanna blog about this but my Mummy insists I let the whole world know what I did so that other doggies will not learn from me and that their pawrents can also try to prevent such things from happening to their furkids, should it happen one day *touch wood!*.

On Friday evening, my pawrents were getting ready to go to Grandpa's house for dinner and as usual, they had to coax me to get into the car boot. The car boot is not exactly my favourite place in the world and as usual, I tried to wriggle my way out of it. I backed away while Daddy pulled the leash (and me) towards him. Just then, the leash which was tied round my neck ride up my head and with a couple of pulling and wriggling actions, the leash came loose and I was free!

I ran around the estate in full speed, missing cars that came in and out of the car park by seconds. Daddy told Mummy to stay put while he chased after me. Mummy was freaking out already but she tried her best to remain calm and stayed at the car, waiting for our return.

I ran and ran, and seeing Daddy hot on my heels, I ran even faster and soon, I reached the edge of a busy road. Cars and big trucks were zooming by, it was really exciting! I had to stop for a while as I suddenly had to urge to poop. I was happily doing my business at the side of the road when Daddy came up to me and quickly put the leash around me. I struggled again and managed to break free. Poor Daddy was not as agile as me and he fell and suffered some scratches on his fingers and palms. Luckily he missed my pile of freshly-pooped poo!

I dashed across the busy road and even turned back to look at Daddy. The vehicles must be really excited to see me too cos they were making lots of noise with their horns. Somehow, I managed to cross two busy roads and reached the other side of the neighbourhood. Some vehicles were close enough to sniff my butt but they all braked in time to avoid me. I wonder why.

Anyway, I arrived at one of my favourite part of the neighbourhood because there are many doggies living in the big houses here and I have plenty of peemail to check out. While replying to one of the peemail, Daddy suddenly sneaked up on me and grabbed my tail. Well, Daddy was pretty mad at me for making him run all the way here at this point, and for ignoring his commands to COME. He grabbed me real tightly and before I know it, I was leashed again. Oh well, end of my adventure for now.

My pawrents were really mad at me for running away (again) and ignored me the whole time we were at Grandpa's place. I gave them a pathetic and innocent look, but they just glared at me. So I kept my distance, especially from Daddy who were staring daggers at me when I peeped at him.

Erm, there's a second part to my "horror" story. After dinner at Grandpa's house, we were getting ready to go home when again I refused to get up into the car. Daddy bent over to carry me but I backed away and this time, my tail missed the rolling tyres of an oncoming car by millimetres! Actually, come to think of it, some strands of fur from my fluffy tail were CRUSHED by the tyres! But it's ok cos I have lots of fur to spare!

That's not the end of my story. On Saturday, we went to Granddad's house (FYI, Grandpa is Mummy's father and Granddad is Daddy's father) and before the car boot was opened, I saw a golden retriever taking a walk at the side of the road. I was really excited to see him and leaped off the car the moment the door was opened, forgetting to listen to my pawrents' command (they have to say OK before I can get off the car). In my eagerness to go and say hi to the golden retriever, I lept off the car too quickly and somehow sprained my front paw when I landed on the road. It hurts very much and I whined real loudly and for a long time too. The lady walking the golden was taken aback by my loud cries and quickly walk away. My painful paw didn't allow me to rush over to the golden. In fact, I sat down immediately and cry out in pain. My pawrents groaned again and gave me a huge lecture. Thank god, the pain went away soon enough and I stopped limping by the end of the night.