:: 290806 :: This (refer to metal gate) is what humans call a Mental Block. It's nothing much of a barricade, coz we just need to push a little with our noses and it'd come down easy. And we'd be free! See, main gate is open!! But, it's also a Sound Barrier. Because we don't wanna have it falling down, because metal crashing sounds hurt our ears. And scare us out of our fur.

Ch-ch-changes!

We can smell it in the air. Things are a-changing.

Mommy's been spending a lot of time admiring pretty new things. Stuff she lugged back in a heavy luggage last weekend (she disappeared somewhere for three days, I missed her so much! Was unbelieveably happy when she got back, I couldn't wait to jump onto her suitcase and into her lap!) and other stuff she's been hoarding in boxes around the house.

On Sunday, Mommy pulled out a big box from the storeroom and crushed up lots of paper, and started wrapping pretty things in more paper, and storing them busily into the box. Of course, we sniffed everything first, to make sure they were OK.

Mommy's also been throwing out things she calls junk - stuff like dusty magazines and funny bags of unknown stuff. And she's made out a bag of shoes and a whole stack of clothes that don't smell too nice. They smell like the inside of her cupboard, blargh. She says she will attack Daddy's cupboard too, before he comes back, because he's so "sentimental". She says "sentimental" while pulling two fingers on both hands in the air, whatever that doggy signal means. Hopefully it means she'll make a pile of Daddy's clothes for us to jump on!

Mommy's showed us sketches of our new kitchen, where we dogs will live like most Singaporeans and New Yorkers -- high-rise style! Mommy has planned for two shelves for us in the corner of her new cabinets, and I've already decided to take the top bunk. Let the two short-leg fatties cuddle up below. (Actually, Aunty Julie has said several times that when Mommy and Daddy move house, she'll take Kobi home to keep her Chihuahua company. Good luck with that! He's quite a JR Terror.)

Creatures of the Night

:: 100306 :: Ah-roooo!! The moon is full and we're ready to rumble! Daddy and Mommy had the company van for the night (kinda grotty if you asked me, but lots of interesting new spots to sniff!) and brought us to the beach for a run! Woot!! We went prepared, like proper scouts, and brought our bionic torchlights with us so we could see in the dark. We ran into a few straggly dogs while Daddy and Mommy had dinner at the food court. They were really bigass dogs like pbbth Golden Retrievers and pppbbbthhh puny ones like shitzus. And lots of meanass kats that we wanted to gobble up.

:: 100306 :: Didn't believe us the first time, didn't ya? Oh ye of lil faith. We dogs are lunar powered. We are brilliant at night and it shows. SEE? Ehrm. Pardon Kobi. His batteries were still a little weak because he had SuperDog lasered an entire iceberg (just a bowl of ice kacang at the lagoon food court not too long ago).

:: 100306 :: Here, I do my night patrol. Leave no leaf unturned, nor any weed. Who knows which soft-shelled crab may be hiding in the darkness, just waiting to be caught, thrown into batter and hot oil, and rolled in rice and seaweed! I seek each crispy crab out with my beamy eyes!!

tribute: in memory of the disbanded young 'uns... we miss you, yet we're glad for the restoration of peace and quiet :)

UPDATES UPDATES!!

Pop says: Cookie looks a lot like snowie!!!
[thanks mel & ivan!]

more updates: Mommy's colleague Jac, who's sister bought JJ (formerly Tiny), will be having her first litter of puppies a baby girl anyday soon! Rock on!!

Snowie wasn't spared

140206 :: And here we have Exhibit D (for doped): Snowie.

She went under the knife the day after me. She came back sans bandages -- her stitches were really well done! But she was well stoned for two whole days! Whatever they put in her really sent her trippin! Her eyes were half shut the whole way, and all she wanted to do was sleep. But she was uncomfy and couldn't really go to sleep either. She got the pillow, but still insisted on staring blearily at everyone who walked past.

She secretly told me in doggie whispers that it was the first time she's seen in COLOUR! Psychedelic Baby!She added that she didn't realise there were so many of Mommy and Daddy, five or six at a time, walking around like auras she said!

TAKEN!

130206 :: Why do I look so sorrowful you ask? Let me tell you a story, my child. Here, sit on my lap. No, rather, let me sit on your lap...

It was a bright and lovely morning. But it was the 13th. It was really a not-good day for me today. I was taken on a walk-walk so early in the morning -- 9.30am!! (It's early for my daddy, who usually sleeps till noon!) but truth be told, I was taken for a ride!! Grrrrrrrr. I went to the vet with Kobi, but one of his balls hasn't dropped yet, so he was left intact. I, on the other hand, went up on the vet's table and was immediately jabbed, and went to sleep!! But not before puking a second time after that awful cab ride.

Next thing I knew, I was staring blearily out of some cage and there were all these other dogs. Kobi was with me, grumpily barking at the other dogs and cats in the vet's back room. Whatever happened during the time I was TAKEN by aliens, I can't say. It's not fit for print. But I was RETURNED and I shall never be the same again.

I am now SuperDog. See, I wear my underwear outside. It's white cotton briefs. It's not very airy, so well, I wouldn't recommend this brand. Anyways... anyhoos...

130206 :: Whatever's missing between my legs, and that bandage that's now there. Whatever! Whatever! It's just really uncomfortable. I cannot lie still. I cannot stand for long... so I do a lot of stretch-and-holds, like this. It's my recovery position.

130206 :: Don't you see my bandage? Here, have a better look.

130206 :: I spent a lot of time ignoring Daddy and just sitting, mournfully, facing the darkened kitchen.

130206 :: Yes, I know you feel really sorry for me too

291205 :: THIS is why people shouldn't try to be fancy with Christmas gift wrapping... Mommy's friend tied this around a gift (it was that lovely book This Little Piggy Went to Prada! not that we dogs care about such frivolous stuff, nooo...). It's a stretchy rubbery thing that Kobi would love to put in his mouth and chew to bits, except Kobi did not get the chance to. Because Mommy hooked it on Kobi's tale and Kobi now has "more balls"...

291205 :: hey, wazzat wazzat!!???!!! it's round and it's spikey and it's soft and it won't leave kobi's tale alone!!

291205 :: oh phooey... then i'll just have to be a bit more on the ball

Ahhhrooooo!

There's something about Mommy's new ionic hairdryer. We can smell something in the air each time she uses it -- especially on us after she bathes us!

And it makes Snowie smell especially dogalicious! Makes me randy! Makes me and Kobi wanna play with her in a special way! So me and Kobi fight!

And because Snowie is a good fighter (and the special effect of the ionic hairdryer doesn't seem to stir her loins), it's up to me and Kobi to try to take on each other! For relief! Hot doggedly, we need that full moon to disappear!

AHRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

211205 :: What can I say? Da dog likes his bones!

Girl (now named Oreo) with Zen, Mommy Jeannie, and Faith! Mommy brought Oreo to the office where everyone found her so cute! Mommy Jeannie came to collect Oreo. Oreo now has a new buddy Brownie, who is a.... .... .... RABBIT! Ruff! *hunting position*

Mommy Juliana and Daddy Weiping. Really hope they keep Sam, coz they liked him so much when they saw him last week!

yummmm

22 November 2005 :: Dennis found a new Mommy! She's Prem, who has the coolest job working with Recycling Otters and other performing animals at the Night Safari!! Prem has another 3-year-old JRT too, so Dennis will be his new buddy. Last we heard, Dennis was scared of the bigger dog at first, but is now bullying him! Ha ha ha!

And then there were 3, then 2, then 3

We are saddened to announce that as of yesterday, Saturday Nov 26, 3.40pm, Tiny has left the building. Tiny has been sold for an immoderate $100. Really, We must protest at these Singaporeans. They simply refuse to pay illegal immigrants the same hourly rates as citizens or permanent residents. But that is a different matter.


19 November 2005 :: Bye bye Tiny!! You're in the good hands of your new Mommy and Daddy now! Sengkang is your new home! Your new name is JJ.

This depressive development, however, is tempered by the fact that Tiny has found a good home. He has a New Mommy and Daddy. They are a young couple with no kids, and they used to own two dogs whose kidneys sadly cashed in their chips due to the Pedigree dog food malfunction last year. This New Mommy is the sister of our Mommy's colleague, so we will get regular updates. We hear the New Daddy is very happy with Tiny and loves him very much.


By the way, Tiny had a bath right before the puppy viewing to make him smell nice! Such a cutie, all curled up in the towel.

Making it Two
We were saddened to announce that as of yesterday, Saturday Nov 26, 5.45pm, Sam had left the building. Sam had been sold for an immoderate $120. Really, We must protest at these Singaporeans. They simply refuse to pay taxes to the Spaniards. But that is a different matter.

This depressive development, however, was tempered by the fact that Tiny has found a good home. He had two new teenaged female sidekicks and a new Old Mommy and Old Daddy. They stay in Woodlands. One of the teenaged female sidekicks, Fiona, was the part-time staff at Mommy's friend's shop. She chose Sam because she found his character very similar to hers. By that, we interpret to mean she's intelligent and adorable and loving and attention-seeking and a fast developer.

Making it Three
However, as of 7.40pm today, Nov 27, Sam was back in the building. Fiona's persnickety Muslim neighbour had called the police to complain about Sam's crying last night. And although the police had said only to try to keep the puppy's noise down, the Malay man wanted to blow up the matter, complaining that dogs are dirty and that he didn't want them around. He threatened to call the Town Council. A fat lot of good that would have done, because it is not illegal to keep ONE dog in a flat.


This was Sam's new Mommy for a day. She's Fiona. Her neighbour wasn't happy about her getting a dog. So she had to return Sam. Boo to the neighbour!

Ahem. At this point, We Puppies have to sidetrack from announcements to lodge a protest.

Dogs are as dirty as you let them get. Yes, their saliva will defile you, under Islam laws. But unless you go sticking yourself into Fiona's flat, how will Sam's saliva get onto you and defile you? Sam will certainly not go poking his tongue into your flat. Oh, you mean, if the evaporation from his doggie breath wafts over to your flat, that would defile you? Oh, you mean if he licked his paws, then if he trotted past your flat on his way down for a walk, that would defile the COMMON walkway and you would have to do cleansing rituals for your slippers if you walked over his pawprints? News Flash buddy: There's probably more sullying stuff like pork chop aromas from your other neighbour's kitchen, or what about that alcohol in the perfume you've just sprayed on?

Mommy's Muslim friend kept dogs before on his farm, although he wouldn't let the dogs lick him (much). But even if they did (and which human can resist the loving sniffies of dogs?), he and his family members would do the cleansing ritual and all would be fine.

This is the thing about a mixed bag population such as Singapore's. The humans have to be racially and religiously tolerant. And yet, some have to bend over backwards to accomodate the more intolerant people among the racial/religious groups. So in this case, should the Malay man accomodate the dog, or should Fiona's family accomodate the Malay man? If this were to escalate to the larger level, it would raise lots of tensions and no one would dare say that the Malay man should compromise his religious beliefs for the sake of Fiona's family having a dog.

On the other hand, if owning a dog were part of a religious practice, and it were religion against religion, of course the Malay man would lose the case, because it is 1. Fiona's right to keep a dog within the premises of her home and take it for walks on a leash 2. Her religious belief that owning a dog would bring her purity and long life.

The scary thing in Singapore is, you can get jailed for blogging potentially racial-hatred incitment posts too. We Puppies are NOT encouraging anti-Muslim sentiment, as those two young men who were jailed did on some internet forums. However, we ARE saying, please, give some, take some. We respect your rights to a dog-free environment, but that stops at the common corridor and especially does not extend beyond your neighbour's doorstep into her house. Sound travels, but from what we've seen, so does the stink of pontifical zero tolerance dogmatism.

Because Fiona felt so pressured, she returned Sam. Even though the whole afternoon, he'd been a good boy and not made any noise as he played fetch. And even when the Malay man came round in the afternoon to make more threats, he could see for himself that Sam was being a perfectly good boy. Yet he persisted. Unbelieveable. We shan't comment on religious matters. It's wrong.

Back to tonight's announcements: Sam is back in the building. Snowie-Mummy was happy to see him, and so were all the other dogs. And so, there were three.


Yours irritatedly and irately,
Dennis, Duke of Da Hood
SpokesPuppy

Feeling special!

Kobi feels very special tonight, and Kobi gets to blog -- FINALLY! Those rascally puppies are safely away in the kitchen and only Kobi is outside sitting in Mommy's lap, getting lots of pets and cuddles, and using the computer!

Kobi is on Mommy's lap and not anyone else because just now, Kobi obediently went into the bathroom where Mommy was showering when Mommy called Kobi. It led to poor Kobi getting a BATH! Bad Mommy! Lure Kobi in for a nasty surprise!

That bath got Kobi real nice and clean and cuddly. But it also got Kobi really grouchy and mad, especially at Poppy, who was dry as a doggie bone!

So, Mommy decided to give Kobi a special treat by letting Kobi out tonight. We poor big dogs haven't been let out of the kitchen much except for our walks, coz the puppies will follow and pee all over the place. They're paper trained now, but sometimes it's too far a run from the living room to the kitchen where the paper is, and accidents happen.

Kobi is enjoying his special bonding time with Mommy. Kobi even got to eat a little cheesy fish burger as Mommy was having her midnight dinner just now!

Bad water! Bad shampoo! Bad bad!

We the Puppies are taking out Personal Protection Orders against all running water and soapy bubbly shampoo!

Any running waters or shampoos that come within 10 feet of us shall be peed on and thrown to the dogs! The big dogs! They do our bidding!

No more wetness or smelling nice! We will NOT stand for it!

Yours silky-furrily,
Dapples, Sovereign Queen Duchess Consort
SpokesPuppy

Cool Bananas!

I don't know how much $3,951.78 really is, but I'm guessing it can buy me lots of greenies and bananas and fried chicken and squeaky toys! Erm wait. What's it mean that our dog blog is worth anything? Does it mean someone will buy our blog? HUH HUH!

My blog is worth $3,951.78.

Hey doggie friends, How much is your blog worth?

You WILL buy me!

:: 081005 :: My name is Tiny. I'm the size of a rottweiler. I like to step into my food dish, and I used to like to pick poop up in my mouth.

I am the Spokes Puppy of the day.

My announcement for the day is:
I have opened adoption of humans for Myself, Tiny.
Humans interested in being adopted by Me may contact My temporary human and leave a S$350 non-refundable deposit. I will try you out, use you, and dump you. Or I may find that I like you and keep you.

That is all.

Yours adorably,
HRH Tiny, Rottweiler the Turd,
SpokesPuppy

We will have none of this nonsense!

The PUPPIES are strongly against animal enclosures of any kind.

Furry We came into this world,
furry We leave!

Whoops, sorry, that had nothing to do with Our protest of the day.

We hereby announce that we have staged a Sleep-In Protest against kitchen enclosures. Rise up, pets! Unite in yapping at the moon! We will not be caged! We will not be caged! We shall subvert the humans with toes! We shall attack at dawn and rise no more until the humans agree to throw down their fences and let us roam free!

Yours restfully,
HRH Tiny, Rottweiler the Turd,
SpokesPuppzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

:: 041005 :: Sleep-In Protest

William - Freedom!! - Wallace

This is an announcement to denounce the lack of freedom for Us Puppies.

We hereby declare that We will not further tolerate being locked in the kitchen. We demand full access to all corners of the house for Our sniffing, chewing and peeing pleasure.

If you do not comply, we will bark Our yappity yaps and weeepity whines until your piteous human ears bleed.

Do not try to stop Us from climbing up the kitchen fence, as We will one day be able to chew through metal.

To you, the bad human who locks Us in, I say, on behalf of my fellow Puppies:

FREEDOM!!!!!!

Yours huffily,
Sam Wallace Jr., Esq.
SpokesPuppy

Yaapp Yaapp Oww Yapp!!

We, the collective litter of PUPPIES, hereby decree that:

1. Puppies have rights.

2. Puppies have more rights than Big Dogs.

3. We have a right to more space than merely the kitchen.

4. We have a right to sink our razor-sharp little devil's teeth into Mother Dog for milk.

5. All trespassers into the kitchen shall have their toes gnawed off.

6. We have a right to pee where the Big Dogs sleep but far away enough from where We sleep.

7. Dog-toilet newspaper is a Puppy Toy for Our Chewing Pleasure.

8. Puppy poo is precious.

9. Playing in pee is ok.

10. Empty Coca-Cola bottles are great fun and We have a right to knock them about in the middle of the night.

11. Big Dogs may not be walked without Us.

12. We have a right to play with Our food.



We, the PUPPIES, would also like to take this opportunity to announce that we are going public, effectively today. We are putting a very limited four (4) lots of one (1) share each on the main board: Puppy1; Puppy2; Puppy3; and Puppy4.

Interested members of the public can purchase a copy of our Puppy Prospectus for just $20 from this website, which the PUPPIES have henceforth and herewith taken over as the New PUPPIES Blog Website.

Do not go to our spin doctors, because they will deny all rumours that We PUPPIES are going to take over the "happy lives of Poppy, Snowie & Kobi".


Yours sincerely,
Sam Jr., Esq.
SpokesPuppy

Let sleeping pups lie

Dear bro, when you're with me, I sleep easy =)

Awaaay inamangernocribforabed! The little pup Teeny asleep all the waaaaaaaaay!!!

sleeping in order of size!

Buffalo is the biggest and fastest in development -- he can even crawl out of his crate now on his own and go a-explorin'! Here, Kobi tries to teach the adventurous pup that he's not to crawl past the kitchen threshold.

he ain't heavy, he's my brudder!!! but, erm, it's hard to nap when there's a camera in your face all the time Mommy!!

sleeping dogs lie

more sleeping dogs lie

sleep buddies

NC16 -- Mature theme, excessive gore

THE IDIOT'S GUIDE TO HOW PUPPIES ARE BORN

Snowie gave birth on Aug 29. It's her 4th litter, and her last^, coz Mommy is getting all of us neutered soon *shudder*.


New born pups are not pretty. No, they're pretty gross. Whelping is a bloody, messy, stinky process. There's a funky smell, which the humans gag at. The baby comes out all frail and fragile and limp, but after it's properly licked and cleaned up by the mother dog, it's almost as if life has been breathed into its little body. And it quickly starts looking for food. It must be Singaporean!!


^ Mommy says to add in: She realises that it's not politically correct for non-professional breeders to let their dogs reproduce. While she and Daddy love all the puppies, she realises the toll it takes on Snowie and the potential risks to the puppies. She swears she'll catch Snowie before she goes into heat again; she was really busy with work this last time.

Ewwwww. Stinky placenta!! Goopy baby!!! This is Snowie's firstborn from this litter.

Whoops! Here comes another one, popping right out, head first. As you can see, it's real tiny and it comes shrink-wrapped in nature's cellophane. It's small because it's not breathed yet, so it's lungs haven't expanded. Snowie had some difficulty biting off the membrane, but Mommy wanted to let the whole birthing process be as natural as possible, so she didn't interfere. Until the baby started wriggling and pushing out with its little paws against the membrane... then Mommy quickly snipped a hole and, together with Snowie's licks, they got the membrane off quickly enough. Sometimes the puppies suffocate if they aren't released from the bag quick enough. May happen to new and young mother dogs whose maternal instincts haven't properly kicked in. But God is incredible in how he dropped that little seed of instinct in animals. Snowie sure didn't pick it up from watchin ER.

Once the pup's freed from the membrane covering, which Momma Dog swallows up (that's the speediest way to clean things up yourself around the Puppy Delivery Room), it's lick lick lick lick lick lick, till the baby's all dry and clean. The pup comes out with its fur all matted and the mother's discharges sure mess things up, but she gets them all cleaned up real soon. (by Day 2, they're such clean, furry little balls, you'd think they'd been laundered!)

More housekeeping -- there's no midwife to cut the umbilical cord in the Puppy Ward, so Momma Dog has to do it herself with some nifty canine's molar-work! (pun! pun! geddit??) The cord is long and slimy, so Snowie had a lot of trouble chewing off one baby's cord, so Mommy (our favourite human) had to help with some sharp sterilised scissors!

CHOW TIME!!! Newborn puppies are also hungry puppies! It's this amazing instinct, that even as blind and deaf as newborn pups are, and as tired they must be after that incredible journey out from the safe, warm womb into the hard, plastic crate world, they can crawl their way to their mommy's nipples and start their noisy suckling.

Our afternoon adventures

Yesterday, Aunty Julie, the part-time cleaner, forgot to lock us in the kitchen before she left. Was that an opportunity to explore and go treasure hunting or what?? Never one to turn up our noses at a good sniffing chance, we squeezed through the unlatched gate and went on a prrrowl!!

Mummy was good and mad when she came back after work!


woah! this is aladin's magic carpet and ali baba's treasure cave! we went a-explorin' and brought back all the great finds from around the house onto this pink rug. that's mummy's bumjo elephant and raffy the giraffe chew toys soft toys. and artistically scattered all over are sng buay (preserved plums) and an assortment of cosmetics, chewing gum (grrrr gave us a tummy ache!) and other fantastic chew toys of mummy and daddy's things.

wruff!! we managed to split a pack of yummy egg rolls and polished it off, but because all of us were involved, we spread the crumbs all over the living room floor! it gave us a good tummy upset afterwards, and we all threw up in the kitchen, even in our crates and on our blankets. mummy had to throw out the soiled blankets because there was just too much yellow puke to wash up. darn!

mummy's nail buffer made a good chew toy...

we even had a relaxing snack on the sofa. that green bag is full of chewing gum, or what's left of it!

we tried playing with these shiny coloured round frisbees from atop the computer table, but dogs aren't really good at tossing, so they didn't get far.

more evidence that we went onto the bed... took mummy's body oil and chewed the cap good and proper on the comfy bed!

we went sniffing around the documents on the computer table... don't mind the mess, we're the irs!