tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188249172024-03-08T03:39:19.402+08:00Scuba the Muscle BoyScuba the Muscle Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09466421623587019553noreply@blogger.comBlogger101125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18824917.post-87406389811687444872010-11-29T17:39:00.006+08:002010-11-29T17:53:44.181+08:00<div>Not sure why but human, feline and canines love my bed.<br /><div><br /></div><div></div><div>I will talk about the feline species first. </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKf7ZP4Kr4wn0p2qYdRBeIUdT_nHtCS3mscdgE4oaZXW-sdGAz_7K981H6K6YHKjVJ_DAV25l-3XJTjyHCfe6Xe23CBeiqgT8lIoxsnGOxeSbq4oacgTnvAAMMRKER3Bqhw7_k3w/s1600/The+Boss.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544906755351649970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKf7ZP4Kr4wn0p2qYdRBeIUdT_nHtCS3mscdgE4oaZXW-sdGAz_7K981H6K6YHKjVJ_DAV25l-3XJTjyHCfe6Xe23CBeiqgT8lIoxsnGOxeSbq4oacgTnvAAMMRKER3Bqhw7_k3w/s200/The+Boss.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div>My sister, Ginger (who was the boss) use to fight with me over my bed. The deal is, she has to pin me down before I say yes and I always let her win.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /></div><div>Then she would snuggle up with me. </div><div><br /></div><div></div><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544905911194934594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvQ4D4av7-68vvW5qie-_I5N-6B9HHO7HieTqNUiFRIpxflRt914jJdOQGpHN1mJScHX3R7DlIpErPs8G2xin2qClX1pZsdNO1e-Gxmj_6MH4exCwRpC7X-ryvlhijUgNZ3V5PSw/s200/Ginger+and+I.jpg" border="0" /> After she passed on, I thought "Great the bed is all mine" until my brother Pepper decided he was going to take over Ginger's place to keep me warm. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544906355563347858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2-SnYVi25Oi9pSOmWadXXyQQRuhzwo2kyPZHckY2V9cGO4nuEzBRTxKgidbppFJnwxWGMVoQHTQTv3C0-jeMaX51jq8ZQsJwiEcoytSwwuRhfwO5zaUpIPXT_LU6AAtg4youJaA/s200/Pepper+and+I.jpg" border="0" />I think it is called 'Sibling Bonding'</div><div> </div><div>My friends Helios, Jack and Joey will tell you that Pepper has an identity crisis - he think he is a dog.</div><div> </div><div><br /><br /> </div><div></div><div><br /><br /></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"> </div>Scuba the Muscle Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09466421623587019553noreply@blogger.com517tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18824917.post-29025598867223855872010-11-28T14:05:00.006+08:002010-11-28T14:33:14.099+08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTBrUS4ReZxndHDevrHTEvl-gqzSLS9d_dD1y1YVTgPzDeFcJsXvsjOjLHOt7ngUvAFHoQOgcw28OcqVxAe0dkIrdKWbh3kofvNtPFd_FkFO7052bcHUQivLn2smeCbiWQ3G3Umg/s1600/Helios+sis_Toms+bro+and+I.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544484802589202242" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTBrUS4ReZxndHDevrHTEvl-gqzSLS9d_dD1y1YVTgPzDeFcJsXvsjOjLHOt7ngUvAFHoQOgcw28OcqVxAe0dkIrdKWbh3kofvNtPFd_FkFO7052bcHUQivLn2smeCbiWQ3G3Umg/s200/Helios+sis_Toms+bro+and+I.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAUUqMhLBFDWp1KPYDvswiLtPGsp8JRJC-PmCYZUFE8iBCqP0otXN0bcjZ6pt1BsezO3aQWv9oS0YlWbaAYCFOeK-J2mdUK38dhBSIH98ze3bNPL4tyWVcEGIwuhAvw-KnVCux3g/s1600/Helios+sister+with+my+bro+Pepper+and+I.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544483041378106690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAUUqMhLBFDWp1KPYDvswiLtPGsp8JRJC-PmCYZUFE8iBCqP0otXN0bcjZ6pt1BsezO3aQWv9oS0YlWbaAYCFOeK-J2mdUK38dhBSIH98ze3bNPL4tyWVcEGIwuhAvw-KnVCux3g/s320/Helios+sister+with+my+bro+Pepper+and+I.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9QaE5EEj1p6jJOPu9p7FsZR9SjX7a7PACxL6Ifo4qQvJk71ys6LolU03NYz_OUqIC42qekd-S1Jmak3xvH7lksICr14VSe5KvhGNfgLXBVlQoRn7_HpEEnJv2N9DL2UXN9dWOrg/s1600/Helios+sister+with+my+bro+Pepper+and+I.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaCJrdvaS7qBVy7rcwQ0lqb_riNGucimR7BVOiNe04i3ABo1SBRWvU-ZLHpB4DrGmNzF7LvNm0l-wk3jfaXlqgJNsSSP7Rfk37_518fM5qVOicT77FOXvxWpcBv7hfQXxNxrwK2A/s1600/Helios+sister+and+I.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544483034292555538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaCJrdvaS7qBVy7rcwQ0lqb_riNGucimR7BVOiNe04i3ABo1SBRWvU-ZLHpB4DrGmNzF7LvNm0l-wk3jfaXlqgJNsSSP7Rfk37_518fM5qVOicT77FOXvxWpcBv7hfQXxNxrwK2A/s320/Helios+sister+and+I.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>It has been 2years since I have been missing in action and I hope to slowly but surely begin to try blogging again.<br /></div><br /><div>Getting back wasn't easy cos my mom forgot the password to login but thank goodness I remembered.<br /><br /></div><br /><div>I don't honestly know how to begin. Well I use to have many friends coming over (still do) and now I have 2 additional regular visitors- Helios' sister and Tommy's brother.<br /></div><br /><div>Everyone loves them, everyone gives them food and everyone think they are the youngest so they are entitlted to everything and I mean everything (the good thing is, Helios' sister sometimes do share her food so we follow her around).</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Well Christmas is round the corner. The decorations are up except for the tree which I believe is coming sometime this week.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>YES pressies for me</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Love to all,</div><br /><div>Scuba</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"> </div>Scuba the Muscle Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09466421623587019553noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18824917.post-21222906922264476772008-01-29T11:44:00.000+08:002008-01-29T11:49:08.991+08:00The Painting has arrivedThanks to Uncle H in Hong Kong, we received the painting of me and my 9 friends.<br /><br />Mom is looking for someone to frame it. Once it is framed, I guess she will have to decide where to put her darling boy (and friends)<br /><br />I want to know what my friends' owner(s) have to say about this piece of art.<div class="blogger-post-footer"> </div>Scuba the Muscle Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09466421623587019553noreply@blogger.com51tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18824917.post-71398570717400754892008-01-09T13:38:00.000+08:002008-01-10T11:27:08.648+08:00Painting of 10dogsYes I have been Missing In Action for a loooooooooooong time. I have been training very hard to get the macho image of having 6packs (not kidding. Read on and you will find out how I did it)<br /><br />Anyway, who needs to blog when you have blogger friends.<br /><br />Believe me, I don’t need to blog because all my friends are blogging for and about me - my bed <span style="color:#6600cc;">(</span><a href="http://www.joeyjrt.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#6600cc;">thanks to Joey</span></a><span style="color:#6600cc;">),</span> my home and the activities that goes on <span style="color:#6600cc;">(</span><a href="http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-first-christmas.html"><span style="color:#6600cc;">thanks to Helios</span></a><span style="color:#6600cc;">)</span>, my Christmas tree, my Christmas ornaments, my Christmas food<span style="color:#6600cc;"> (</span><a href="http://huskeeboy.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-pawty-over-at-scubas-good.html"><span style="color:#6600cc;">thanks to Huskee</span></a><span style="color:#6600cc;">)</span> etc etc etc.<br /><br />Thank you guys for all your help (now I can go back to bed)<br /><br />Well, it is high time, I should blog about something. Hmmmmmm what shall it be!!!!!<br /><br />Ok ok how about <strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">'A Painting of 10Dogs'</span></strong><br /><br />My mom is so proud of a group doggie picture taken on Christmas 2006 where 7 of my friends came to my pawty and so she decided to have the picture painted by a professional artist.<br /><br />….here is the 2006 group doggie (Christmas Pawty) picture.<br /><br /><p align="center"><a title="xmas-grp4 by The muscle boy, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/2180166280/"><img height="240" alt="xmas-grp4" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2196/2180166280_caee051f1b_m.jpg" width="177" /></a></p>Mom was introduced to a Mr. Hu, an artist / painter in China. After looking at his work, she decided to commission him to paint the group doggie picture.<br /><br />That’s not all she wanted; I think she was trying to make life difficult for this Mr. Hu. <strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">Ready for this</span></em></strong> <span style="color:#990000;">-</span> <em>she wanted 10dogs in the picture instead of 8. </em>Make me wonder if this Mr. Hu is a painter or a magician!!!!!<br /><br /><em>(<span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"><strong>Abracadabra - 10dogs it will be</strong></span>).</em><br /><br />VERY SPECIFIC instructions were given and trust me, I mean<br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>VERY SPECIFIC</strong></span>.<br />Instructions like<br />1) Well, before giving the instructions, Auntie S (Helios' mom) and my mom have to ‘number’ all 8 of us<br /><a title="numbers by The muscle boy, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/2180078088/"><img height="301" alt="numbers" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2220/2180078088_9f8c5b6450.jpg" width="200" /></a><br /><br />2) Next, she told Mr. Hu to move no.5 closer to no. 4 (i.e. move Chewie the black/white Husky closer to Rafv the red / white Husky)<br /><br />3) Remove the leash from no. 8 (the Jack Russell Terrier on the extreme right)<br /><br />4a) Add Huskee (my Little Big Brother) in, next to no.6<br /><a title="h by The muscle boy, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/2180078294/"><img height="240" alt="h" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2223/2180078294_f3518775e4_m.jpg" width="172" /></a><br /><br />4b) Huskee's mom sent the above picture (gosh how is this painter to know the actual size of Huskee. He could paint him the size of another Golden Retriever of a Siberian Husky). Smart thinking of Auntie S and the painter was told, to take note that Huskee is slightly bigger than no.6 as can be seen in the below picture (<em>Remember, Mr Hu has no clue about dog breeds so size is a big blur to him</em>)<br /><a title="Huskee (comparison) by The muscle boy, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/2179289667/"><img height="150" alt="Huskee (comparison)" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2310/2179289667_4a0ecc0d70_m.jpg" width="225" /></a><br /><br />5) Lastly, only paint the dog on the right and add it next to Huskee's right side (and he is bigger than Huskee)<br /><a title="herbie&helios by The muscle boy, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/2180078172/"><img height="240" alt="herbie&helios" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2401/2180078172_d1d675440d_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br />6) Blah blah blah blah blah<br /><br />I honestly thought she was mad. If I am the painter, I will say no to the job.<br /><br />She told Auntie G, Auntie S and my godma (Huskee’s mom) about it and I think they think she was mad too.<br /><span style="color:#663333;"><em><strong>Questions were asked, like</strong></em><br /></span>“how on earth does he know the size of Huskee and Helios in comparison to the other dogs”<br />“From a picture, can he capture the essence of our dogs??”<br />"what if it didn't turn out the way you like"<br />etc etc etc etc<br /><br /><div align="center"><br />Last week, she was informed that the painting was ready and this sweet painter send his painting to us via email.<br />The actual painting will be collected soon and hopefully we will get it within the next couple of weeks.<br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:180%;">Voila – here it is</span></em></strong> </div><p align="center"><a title="Dogs by The muscle boy, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/2173419495/"><img height="172" alt="Dogs" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2067/2173419495_59b695a8fe_m.jpg" width="240" /></a></p><div align="center">Compare this with the above<br /><a title="xmas-grp4 by The muscle boy, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/2180166280/"><img height="240" alt="xmas-grp4" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2196/2180166280_caee051f1b_m.jpg" width="177" /></a><br />Helios' mom commented that Mr Hu has given me 6pack abs (Thank you Mr. Hu. Now you know why I have been missing in action. Yes I have been in body building classes). Auntie G said Jack look like he has put on weight (actually he look the same as in the original photo). Huskee's mom said the painting look so life like. Mom said Herbie look so angelic.<br /><br />All of us agreed that Huskee look the best and we have come to the conclusion that Mr. Hu must have seen and love the movie Shaggy Dog (don't you agree Huskee look like Shaggy Dog)<br /><br />Everyone was really impressed by Mr Hu and his painitng. I think our owners are deciding to ask Mr Hu to paint their darlings (watch out friends – more posing for nice pictures so your mom can send them over for painting).<br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Great to be back.</span></strong></div><a href="http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-first-christmas.html"></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"> </div>Scuba the Muscle Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09466421623587019553noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18824917.post-87738852456578326482008-01-08T09:45:00.000+08:002008-01-08T17:55:01.608+08:00Tribute to my godbrother, Muscles (So long pal)<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/2176948498/" title="Muscles by The muscle boy, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2258/2176948498_d4af6efb17_m.jpg" width="240" height="151" alt="Muscles" /></a><br /><br />It's hard for me to find any words to convey how both my mom and I feel about losing Muscles. We both have so many, many things to say and think about.<br /><br />Muscles is the only reason why mom got me. She learned so much about Muscles from my godpapa that I am the result of the best behave bull terrier around.<br /><br />Well, there really is nothing I can say. I love my godbrother, and we will never forget him. <br /><br />Muscles loves his family, and his family loves him. He loved it when his dad took him to the woods – running free and chasing dogs. <br /><br />Muscles was a happy dog, especially with this dad. His daddy always carries his pictures with him. If Muscles wasn't sleeping in the picture, he was smiling. They are ones of happiness. <br /><br />Muscles, you will have a place in our hearts, for the rest of our lives. We will remember you for what you are, and we will love you for who you will always be.<br /><br />In the end though, this isn’t about impact, legacy, or zest for life. It is simply about LOVE. Love especially from his daddy, my mom and I. More importantly the 16years of love given by Muscles to his dad.<br /><br />Rest in peace my dear godbrother and may you enjoy your new friends over at the rainbow bridge ( a change from both Hong Kong and Boston ).<br /><br />We will miss you dearly.<br /><br /><em>A special note to my godpapa - Please don't be sad. Although you are a so far away in cold Boston, I am sending you loads of licks, kisses and warm thoughts. If you need to hug a bullie, you know where to get it.</em><div class="blogger-post-footer"> </div>Scuba the Muscle Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09466421623587019553noreply@blogger.com208tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18824917.post-34856366498860075902007-10-25T15:58:00.000+08:002007-10-26T10:31:05.994+08:00A thorny affairA stinking king with nasty thorns, was my rendezvous last night. Of course this stinking king like all of us, have a name. He is DURIAN the king of fruit.<br /><br /><br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/1752942882/"><img height="133" alt="images" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2326/1752942882_0c0a01f098_m.jpg" width="98" /></a> <br /><a title="Photo Sharing"><img height="160" alt="durian3" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2323/1752942808_fd06e7d70d_m.jpg" width="240" /></a> My mom’s love of durians had made me a lover of the fruit king.<br /><br /><br />For my friends, who have never heard of durian and for those who thinks it stinks...YOU DO NOT KNOW WHAT YOU ARE MISSING.<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/1752094563/"><img height="88" alt="durian" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2104/1752094563_c21d3a6820_o.jpg" width="124" /></a><br /><br />For durian lovers, the smell is fragrant. For those averse to it, the smell is repugnant. Ohhhhhhhhhh that smell. 'Quick open it'<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/1752112891/"><img height="240" alt="Durian - what is that smell" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2002/1752112891_0ab2dd74e8_m.jpg" width="165" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />There are many myths relating to the consumption of durian (it does not bother me but through my observation, human do funny things).<br /><br />1st myth – Never drinks alcohol and eat durian. Durian is considered a “heaty” fruit, and alcohol is also "heaty." If you have to eat and drink, maybe beer is fine. Beer is considered to be “cooling”<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/1752998768/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2007/1752998768_c7cc214a9c_m.jpg" width="240" height="148" alt="drinks" /></a><br /><br />2nd myth – Yin and Yang, King and Queen: By balancing the heatiness, the consumption of a “cooling” fruit must be considered – the mangosteen. <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/1752152853/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2085/1752152853_91757d4145_m.jpg" width="124" height="92" alt="mangosteen" /></a><br /><br />3rd myth – Eating too much durian, will cause sore throat. The customary thing to do is put a pinch of salt into the seed pod, add water and drink directly from the pod (the inside shell)<br /><br />4th myth – After eating the fruit, the aromatic scent will linger on your fingers To remove the smell from your fingers, just wash your hand in running tap water over the thorny part of the durian shell (my godma aka Huskee’s mom will not wash her fingers in running water over the thorns ........shhhhhhh !!!! hopefully she finds this funny or I am in deep trouble).<br /><br />All the myths don't bother me at all. Mom had a durian party last night with Helios' ma and pa and Tommy's ma and pa and Huskee's ma and pa.<br /><br />Helios (haha) being Australian love the fruit<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/1752961244/"><img height="141" alt="Durian with Helios" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2402/1752961244_44007759a0_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br />Nothing these days goes without me, not thinking of Herbie. Here is a clip of my dear friend enjoying his durian<br /><object width="400" height="300"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ouaxGQBXldo"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ouaxGQBXldo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="300"></embed></object><br /><br />Tommy wasn't too keen so I had his share. Yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuumy<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/1752113053/"><img height="186" alt="yummy durian" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2328/1752113053_b42a52c490_m.jpg" width="240" /></a> <a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/1752113119/"><img height="154" alt="Yummy durian2" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2305/1752113119_829ca963b1_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br />Buuuurppp!!!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"> </div>Scuba the Muscle Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09466421623587019553noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18824917.post-67951777524175098682007-10-05T15:45:00.000+08:002007-10-05T16:27:26.897+08:00My dear friend Herbie is no longer with us.<div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/1488009553/"><img height="240" alt="herbie22E" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1221/1488009553_1f272bac7a_m.jpg" width="160" /></a></span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Grieve not, Nor speak of me with tears </span></strong></em></div><br /><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">But laugh and talk of me </span></strong></em></div><br /><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">As if I were beside you.</span> </span></strong></em><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">From To Those I love, a poem by Isla Paschal Richardson</span></span> </div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6600cc;">Mom found the above poem and she said this is what Herbie would like us to do.</span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Losing Herbie, while tragic, is but a beginning of a lifetime of memories.</span></div><br /><div align="left"><br />The death itself was not sudden but mom, Auntie Sam and I never expected it so soon. We should have had many more dog years together. </div><br /><div align="left"><br />There were never any fights between the two of us. If there was a disagreement, you were always waving your feathery tail to say it is alright</div><div align="left">.<a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/1487965443/"><img height="240" alt="herbie30E" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1182/1487965443_fb1aa5ffa5_m.jpg" width="164" /></a><br /></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">We share so many things alike, like EATING and SLEEPING and enjoy just being together</div><div align="left"><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/1488823368/"><img height="160" alt="scuba&herbie-p2" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1035/1488823368_e92a5c738d_m.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">and we both always knew where the food is and you have taught me the art of ‘begging’</div><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left"><br /><br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/1487965695/"><img height="240" alt="herbie14E" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1424/1487965695_c4811f2775_m.jpg" width="164" /></a><br />Oh Herbie, the park will never be the same without you and my living room will definitely not be the same without you too. Auntie Sam also wanted me to add – the kitchen is not the same without you Herbie.</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">Although Herbie is no longer physically with us but he is with us in spirit. </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">We will miss you terribly but you will alway be right here in our hearts.</div><div align="left"></div><p align="center"><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/1488823576/"><img height="119" alt="10 in a group1" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1187/1488823576_fff4638af5_m.jpg" width="240" /></a></p><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Long live Herbie.</span> </div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Rest in peace my dear friend (Your Uncle Bob will now take care of you)</span> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"> </div>Scuba the Muscle Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09466421623587019553noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18824917.post-28779348413304544462007-09-20T16:56:00.000+08:002007-09-20T17:03:33.464+08:00Happy 4th Annipawsery<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/1411963106/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1060/1411963106_8d3c9dd68b_m.jpg" width="160" height="240" alt="Scuba jumping for joy" /></a> I am jumping for joy today because today is 4years since I came to my mom. <br /><br />Where did I come from? Thousands of dogs are bought or adopted, so do I want to know where I came from? The answer is NO.<br /><br />All I know is this person has given me so much love and attention that she is the only mom I know and I don’t really care where I came from or who brought me to this world.<br /><br />19th September 2003, I was put on an airplane heading for Singapore. I was tiny and I was scared, stressed and cold. I have to admit, I slept most of the way.<br /><br />I arrived to a hot morning in Singapore on 20th September and within 3hours, I was picked up my 2 people (mom and dad). Mom had second thoughts about taking me home (I heard her whispering to my dad “you know I don’t like barky dogs and this one here is REALLY barky). I was indeed the the most vocal among all the puppies.<br />4years has passed and I am happy we found each other.<br /><br />I love you very much mom and Happy 4th Annipawsary.<div class="blogger-post-footer"> </div>Scuba the Muscle Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09466421623587019553noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18824917.post-39109440004929381362007-07-15T20:53:00.001+08:002007-07-15T21:10:37.390+08:00Bye bye to redness and itch (on my paws)Why are my paws red and itchy? Why can’t the humans allow me to chew them?<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/818165920/"><img height="240" alt="Red paw" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1248/818165920_c6d2935a51_m.jpg" width="174" /></a><br /><br />Don’t they know the redness and itch on my paws is an extremely frustrating experience?<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/817294197/"><img height="145" alt="red" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1203/817294197_172e611b21_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br />The humans (vet included) said mine is a bacterial infection and the story goes to find a ‘cure’ to my frustrating experience because by this time, my paws look terrible.<br /><br />Mom (god bless her) tried everything she can think of (including advice from her friends).<br />She went to the pet shop and bought medicated shampoo and some soothing balm. That helped a little but I was allergic to the particular brand of medicated shampoo so that didn’t help much.<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/817300281/"><img height="180" alt="medication" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1198/817300281_979c296c76_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br />Someone suggested calamine lotion. This was a wee drying to my skin so it was alternated by rubbing hydrocortisone cream and aloe Vera. <a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/817379105/"><img height="124" alt="aloe vera" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1357/817379105_ccc552081e_m.jpg" width="124" /></a><br /><br />Some of my friends (whom I shall not name) have Neem oil added to their shampoo. YES my experience with the Neem oil begins (Ohhhhh, let me tell you that Neem oil smells <em><strong>Soooooooooo bad</strong></em>).<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/817324419/"><img height="240" alt="Neem oil" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1106/817324419_46a2b66e6f_m.jpg" width="180" /></a><br /><br />To boost me up internally, I am given <strong>royal jelly </strong>and <strong>flaxseed oil </strong>too.<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/817436471/"><img height="240" alt="supplements" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1382/817436471_0cef9fdd27_m.jpg" width="180" /></a><br /><br /><br />Two months back, my skin condition got from bad to worse so the vet had a visit from me. After consultation, we came home with the following – mild shampoo, chlorhexidine<br />which is an antiseptic solution <a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/817301471/"><img height="240" alt="chlornexidine" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1034/817301471_6c5b550d79_m.jpg" width="180" /></a><br /><br /><br />and steroid tablets <a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/818181128/"><img height="180" alt="steroid" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1141/818181128_bfa1bd9958_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br />Mom didn’t like the idea of the steroid tablets and strict instruction was given to Auntie Sam <strong><em>“give Scuba the tablet for today and tomorrow, then stop"</em>. </strong>She said steroids are often given to stop the itch without really addressing the underlying cause and the itching will return. Worst, long term use of steroids can result in many health problems.<br /><br />Do you think all of them work? <strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;">NO</span></strong> (<em>maybe I didn’t complete the tablets</em>)<br /><br />By this time, my mom is pulling her hair out trying desperately to find something to ease my itch and redness.<br /><br />Finally she discovered something when she was in China and voila after application of her discovery, I am not chewing that much and my redness is disappearing.<br /><br />Mom came up with this brilliant idea - Chinese tea. She said something triggers the idea and ever since then, Auntie Sam has been making tea for my paws.<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/818228432/"><img height="240" alt="jug of chinese tea" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1394/818228432_cca53a9a62_m.jpg" width="180" /></a><br />Where did she buy the tea? Well, she was in Shanghai last week and she bought back her ‘Tea Pawfect Concoction’. The pawfect concotion is made up of green and osmanthus oolong tea. <a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/817325837/"><img height="180" alt="chinese tea" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1438/817325837_4f77f3889b_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br />Mom said with its potent antibacterial qualities, green and oolong have some unique powers in dealing with a range of common skin complaints. These include relieving the swelling and itchiness to the treatment of more prolonged skin conditions such as Eczema. Not surprisingly, many scientists, are slowly unveiling just how beneficial the green tea can be on this unpleasant skin disorder.<br />Thanks to my tea cleansing and regular brushing, I have said goodbye to red itchy paws<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/818232470/"><img height="187" alt="Par red paws" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1180/818232470_fb81f45dfd_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/818233922/"><img height="169" alt="No red paws" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1102/818233922_b739d2a0b7_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/817352401/"><img height="222" alt="no more red paw" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1087/817352401_6b4d9a3317_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br /><br />Thank goodness my mom didn’t brush it aside and assume this chewing business is behavioral.<br /><br />Well I hope whoever is suffering out there, can now have something new and natural to try.<div class="blogger-post-footer"> </div>Scuba the Muscle Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09466421623587019553noreply@blogger.com36tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18824917.post-13699308775147437002007-06-28T23:08:00.001+08:002007-06-28T23:25:36.552+08:00Life of a miniature bull terrier in Sunny SingaporeI was born in Australia and now living in Sunny Singapore.<br /><br /><table border="0" cellPadding="0" cellSpacing="0" bgcolor=#FFFFFF><tr><td><a target="_blank" href="http://www.smilebox.com/play/4f446b324f44457a0a&campaign=blog_playback_link"><img style="border: none" width="420" height="330" src="http://www.smilebox.com/snap/4f446b324f44457a0a.jpg" alt=" " /></a></td></tr><tr><td><a target="_blank" href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=commissionjunction&campaign=blog_logo"><img style="border: none" width="420" height="46" src="http://www.smilebox.com/images/blogLogoSmilebox.gif" alt="Powered by Smilebox" /></a></td></tr><tr><td align="center"><a target="_blank" href="http://www.smilebox.com/play/4f446b324f44457a0a&campaign=blog_playback_link">Click to play</a><span> | </span><a target="_blank" href="http://www.smilebox.com/makeYourOwnRedirect.jsp?partner=commissionjunction&campaign=blog_post_makeyourown">Make your own Smilebox</a></td></tr></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"> </div>Scuba the Muscle Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09466421623587019553noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18824917.post-57010331830981750582007-06-24T15:20:00.000+08:002007-06-25T15:25:37.607+08:00I am turning 4 this Monday<span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;">So what is the significance of <span style="font-size:180%;">4</span> to me?</span><br /><br /><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0"><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://www.smilebox.com/play/4f4467784d7a63310a&campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="303" alt="I am turning 4 on Monday" src="http://www.smilebox.com/snap/4f4467784d7a63310a.jpg" width="386" /></a></td></tr><tr><td><a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=commissionjunction&campaign=blog_logo" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="42" alt="Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/images/blogLogoSmilebox.gif" width="386" /></a></td></tr><tr><td align="middle"><a href="http://www.smilebox.com/play/4f4467784d7a63310a&campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank">Click to play</a><span style="font-size:0;"> </span><a href="http://www.smilebox.com/makeYourOwnRedirect.jsp?partner=commissionjunction&campaign=blog_post_makeyourown" target="_blank">Make your own Smilebox</a></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><span style="color:#990000;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>4</strong> means;</span><br />- 4 years old as I was born 25th June 2003<br />- 4th astrological sign of the zodiac for I am a Cancerian<br />- 4 legs to walk on<br />- 4 meals a day (I hope)<br />- 4 gras (yummy, wonder when can I have that French delicacy again)<br />- 4mage (and not forgetting the French cheese as well)<br />- 4get & 4give easily (learn from me)<br />- 4go & 4sake my toys (when friends come visit)<br />- 4iegn Godfather<br />- 4iegn nanny (that’s Auntie Sam)<br />- 4ever loving my mom<br />- 4tunate dog I am (loads of friends)<br />- 4bidden to chew my paws<br />- 4 is the only number for which the number of letters in its name is equal to the number of itself in the English language (HA after all I am English)<br />- 4 is the first “composite” number i.e. the first number that can be created from multiplying numbers other than itself (am I not intellectual?)<br /><br />Well some things never change with <span style="font-size:130%;">4<br /></span>- 4 directions: north, east, south and west<br />- 4 Elements: Fire, Air, Water and Earth<br />- 4 Seasons: Spring, Summer, Autumn & Winter<br />- 4 sides to a square<br /><br />So strong is that numero <span style="font-size:130%;">4</span> that Auntie S & Uncle CL (Herbie & Helios’ parents), Auntie W and Uncle M (Tommy’s parents), Auntie G (Jack & Joey’s mom) and mom went to watch The Fantastic <strong>Four </strong>last Saturday. </span><br /><span style="color:#990000;"><strong>4</strong>tunately, we were left on our own and we did have a ball.</span><br /><span style="color:#990000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#990000;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">4</span></strong>ever yours, Scuba</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"> </div>Scuba the Muscle Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09466421623587019553noreply@blogger.com34tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18824917.post-77284550258147369352007-05-23T10:25:00.000+08:002007-05-23T11:37:38.478+08:00TAG - I am starting oneAfter reading Boo Boo's blog and seeing the picture of ‘brotherly love’, I can’t help but to think of starting (yet) another TAG.<br /><br />I have always been tagged (The last two were by Herbie and Johann) so here is my chance to get back.<br /><br />What shall I tag and what will it be !!!!!. Shall I be naughty or shall I be nice. How about:<br /><span style="font-size:130%;">‘Being <strong><span style="font-size:180%;">2</span></strong>gether – that’s friendship’</span><br /><br />Rule for this tag:<br />1) Picture of you and another dog (or another animal)<br />2) A funny caption to go with the picture<br />3) Tag others<br /><br /><br />The grass is greener on this side except for the yellow flowers (can someone remove the grass that is tickling my nose.....Ahhhhhh Chooooooooooo)<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/510273199/"><img height="160" alt="I hate to be ticked in the nose by flowers" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/198/510273199_564ef34999_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br />Shall we dance? …… I don’t think so<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/510258168/"><img height="240" alt="Shall we dance" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/223/510258168_e0d0f2e7ea_m.jpg" width="160" /></a><br /><br />Yin and Yang (Both elements are in movement rather than held in absolute stasis)<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/510284220/"><img height="81" alt="yingnormalni" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/216/510284220_d40be06c5e_o.gif" width="82" /></a> <a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/510263442/"><img height="234" alt="Yin and Yang" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/229/510263442_de3a90ee29_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br /><br />Look at that derrier. Ohhhhhh nice!!!!! Let me check it out<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/510257986/"><img height="160" alt="Love your bum" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/222/510257986_51672f69bb_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br /><br />Don’t stop. Give me more. Love those smooches (Miss Sunshade, close your eyes on this one)<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/510283407/"><img height="235" alt="Smooching - don't stop. More please" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/216/510283407_80c5852262_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br />Hide and seek – who is gonna close the lid?<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/510273135/"><img height="196" alt="Hide & seek - no one will find us" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/201/510273135_4ac4252250_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br />Don’t you dare disturb my godsister whilst she is sleeping. Acutally we are twins (in colour)<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/510252988/"><img height="205" alt="2 of a kind" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/206/510252988_a4a0763967_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br />Down and out but where is the referee? I want fairness in this wrestling match.<a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/510295365/"><img height="91" alt="G and H" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/207/510295365_fb8cd5302d_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br />The essence of a strong jaw<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/510263324/"><img height="180" alt="Tugging" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/223/510263324_f471a5e74d_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br />Pep talk for the young and innocent<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/510278201/"><img height="178" alt="psst psst" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/213/510278201_493ca883e2_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br />Food – smells good and taste delicious. What did you just had? <a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/510283501/"><img height="139" alt="Tell me what you have been eating" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/194/510283501_f1528f4244_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br />One for the road<br />. <a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/510278143/"><img height="197" alt="One for the road" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/208/510278143_c59f27d317_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br /><br />I would like to tag:<br />1) Huskee - my Little Big Brother<br />2) Herbie and Helios - The 2 GRrrrrrs<br />3) Jack and Joey - My famous piranhas<br />4) Miss Sunshade - The love of my life<br />5) Maggie the Airegirl - Who love my tummy<br />6) Ike the Boston terrier - Who love 'balls'<br />7) Sam I am - The lovely Weimaramer<br />8) Opy the Original Gruffpuppy - who is responsible for my tag action<br />9) Jay the Silkie Terrier - whom I haven't seen since Christmas<br />10) Girl Girl the Hamster - The baby of all<br /><br /><br />Happy tagging guys<div class="blogger-post-footer"> </div>Scuba the Muscle Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09466421623587019553noreply@blogger.com37tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18824917.post-39103881688204317792007-05-22T15:44:00.000+08:002007-05-22T16:45:03.605+08:00Sleeping on my back (Tagged by Herbie)<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"><em>(For my friends who wished to leave a comment on my last post and couldn't, I do apologise profusely coz my mom disabled something and I only realised it when one of my dear friends told me so..... )</em></span><span style="color:#990000;"> :-P</span><br /><br />Sometime in May, I was tagged by Herbie. What do I have to do? Well I have to post pictures of myself sleeping belly up.<br /><br />Not a problem (thanks Herbie) this is my favourite position.<br /><br />Me after a hard play<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/509085105/"><img height="240" alt="Lie back and relax" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/216/509085105_b7add2ef40_m.jpg" width="221" /></a><br /><br />In my cosy bed (which is shared by many friends when they come over)<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/509060700/"><img height="180" alt="snooze 015" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/219/509060700_5c93da55f9_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/509061282/"><img height="180" alt="snooze 021" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/230/509061282_7c4bc7dd1f_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br />With the oriental printed cushions from Shanghai Tang<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/509060896/"><img height="138" alt="when mom is not home" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/195/509060896_09e6c121aa_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br />I know I am late into this tagging game and I don’t really care so I am going to tag<br />Rafv the Siberian Husky<br />Onion the Celebrity Bull Terrier<br />Marvin the Scottish Cool K9<div class="blogger-post-footer"> </div>Scuba the Muscle Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09466421623587019553noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18824917.post-20885952509597357802007-05-18T16:15:00.000+08:002007-05-22T16:21:15.469+08:00Welcome to Singapore<a href="http://scubatoo.blogspot.com/2007/04/look-who-is-visiting-me-in-may.html">On April 09th</a>, I posted that my godpapa was visiting me. He arrived last weekend and immediately wanted to see me. <br /><br />We both have so much fun together. Mom said he spoils me too much and, why shouldn’t I be treated this way?<br /><br />We both had been going out together (you know doing the boys things and I believe my mom is soooooooooo very jealous of me). <br /><br />For the many friends and their owners who know me, I normally ‘trance’ at the park and my middle name is ‘STATUE’. For some strange reason, I feel alive with him around and this bout of energy just came from nowhere. <br /><br />Like last Sunday, he took me to the park and I had so much fun. It was like a bull terrier gathering cos Badger and Toro were there. It was quite a sight and people around were so amazed to see us play.. <br /><br /><br /><br /><embed width="400" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://vidmg.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v76/hellzpawn/ad63a989.flv"></embed><br /><br /><br />Yes, we are fearless and energetic and are not for the fainthearted but we have the ability to amuse you with our clownish antics and are friendly toward people and other dogs so I don’t see why the humans make so much fuss about the bull terriers. <br /><br />See I love humans and dogs<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/503082493/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/213/503082493_be42555081_m.jpg" width="225" height="202" alt="What+a+party" /></a><br /><br />And here is me running with other dogs<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/503042070/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/198/503042070_ffdb005b32_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="group-p2" /></a><br /><br />Now back to my godpa’s visit……<br />The highlight of my time with him – SLEEPING. Being a heavy boy of 23+kgs, not many human will carry me and let me sleep on their lap (plus a couple of kisses and hugs here and there while being - on his lap) Ohhhhhh!!!!! he is the sweetest person.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/503055708/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/192/503055708_1e8f2024da_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="So comfy with my godpa" /></a><br /><br />The other thing I love about him is, he does not agree with my mom’s training (I won’t even go there to tell you what she does to me when I am ‘naughty’). He said to her “Yes, this breed requires a firm hand and patience. With positive training, they will learn although sometimes, they get a little stubborn”. <br /><br />He keeps telling mom that she should from now practice PAWSITIVE training with me ………Phew!!!! I can’t imagine him see how Auntie G punish Jack & Joey or Auntie S with Herbie and Helios.<br /><br />We are pawfect for each other and I love him so very much. <br /><br />Wonder if mom will let me go to Boston with him??????<div class="blogger-post-footer"> </div>Scuba the Muscle Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09466421623587019553noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18824917.post-32830787186085097082007-05-16T09:26:00.001+08:002007-05-16T11:34:01.168+08:00No goodbyes just - SO LONG MY DEAR FRIEND FUFUTo see the number of Doggies and their owners comment on FuFu’s blog, has to be a real fitting end for a little dear famous mousy friend. Indeed, FuFu did enjoy a long wonderful life. He was so much loved by Auntie Eil and all of us at Dogs With Blogs (DWB)<br /><br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/499587004/"><img height="169" alt="FuFu" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/231/499587004_a6a143f0db_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br />As my dad was Scottish, I would like to dedicated the below song to FuFu<br /><br /><strong>Auld Lang Syne</strong><br /><em>Should auld acquaintance be forgot, and never brought to mind Should auld acquaintance be forgot, and auld lang syne ?<br />For auld lang syne, my dear. For auld Lang syne, We'll tak a cup o kindness yet, for auld lang syne !<br />And there's a hand my trusty fiere, and gie's a hand o thine And we'll tak a right guid-willie waught, for auld lang sine<br />For auld lang syne, my dear. For auld Lang syne, We'll tak a cup o kindness yet, for auld lang syne !</em><br /><br /><strong>I had earlier posted a comment on FuFu’s blog and it is only befitting that I post what I had commented, in my blog as a tribute to my tiniest furry friend FuFu.</strong><br /><br /><br />Dear Auntie Eil, <br />Mom and I were deeply saddened to hear the news about the death of our super hamsterrier hero– FuFu<br /><br />Our thoughts are with you and your family during this time. We are in a state of shock.<br /><br />FuFu was such a funny, entertaining, never fails (to visit all our blogs) supportive hamsterrier to be around.<br /><br />I remember Christmas last year when I received my first Christmas gift. Not only FuFu thought of me but he also was kind to acknowledge Rafv (my Siberian Husky friend) and sent him a Christmas gift too.<br /><br />Auntie Eil, I know you will miss FuFu immensely. During this difficult time, my mom and I know you will draw upon your own strength and the strength of all who love FuFu, will strenghten you and we will hold you in our thoughts.<br /><br />Remember that all the doggies in the doggie blogs care about you and are thinking about you in this time of sorrow. We pray that beautiful angels be sent to comfort you.<br /><br />He was so thoughtful and so loved by all of us and we want you to know that because of his sweetness, FuFu has a place reserved specially for him in Doggie’s heaven (It has been reserved for him by all the doggies he has touched) and he is playing with all of them now.<br /><br />So long my dearest friend. I will definitely miss not seeing your comments in my blog.<div class="blogger-post-footer"> </div>Scuba the Muscle Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09466421623587019553noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18824917.post-70474063039304904012007-05-06T14:58:00.000+08:002007-05-07T14:32:23.113+08:00Fate/Chance - They work in mysterious ways2 weeks ago, when mom was in Shanghai, she found out from the ‘bull-terriers@yahoogroups.com’ that <strong>Badger</strong> a English bull terrier in Singapore needs to find a home quickly because his owner is moving to Germany for work and that Bullies are banned there. What is wrong with the Germans? Can’t they get along with the English?<br /><br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/486023963/"><img height="240" alt="Badger 05May Park" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/194/486023963_178883aabf_m.jpg" width="213" /></a><br /><br />The request came from a bull terrier breeder down in Australia and mom made contact with her. Mom was given the owner’s name and she promised to call when she returns home. She did and was told <strong>Badger</strong> has found a new home. <strong>Badger’s</strong> new owners love bullies and have one of their own too, called <strong>Toro</strong>. She provided the feedback to the breeder and since then has been hoping that <strong>Badger</strong> did indeed find himself a good home and that he will be loved. I can tell, she has been thinking of Badger heaps.<br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"><strong>Then this morning something amazing happen</strong></span></em>………..….<br />…. Herbie’s and Helios’ mom called and told her that there are 2 bull terriers at the park (you see, it is quite a rare sight to see bull terriers anywhere, so when they are spotted, guess who get calls).<br />It was then 9am and poor me got ‘<strong>DRAAAAAG</strong>’ out of bed to go to the park and meet my kind.<br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:courier new;">Snoooooooooooooooooooooozing with my toy. Pleeeeeeeease don't wake me</span></em><br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/485994252/"><img height="180" alt="Sleeping with toy" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/167/485994252_465c13fc63_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br /><br />It is not easy to drag me out from my beauty sleep. So in between that time, mom made several request of Auntie Sharon, 1) to ask the owner to wait so ‘<em><span style="color:#660000;">we</span></em>’ (I wished it was just ‘<strong><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#990000;">I</span></strong>’ not we) can rush to the park. Mom also has Auntie Sharon find out 2) if one of them is <strong>Badger</strong> (she said deep down inside, she has a very storng feeling that one of the bull terrier is <strong>Badger</strong>…… I think humans call this feeling - intuition).<br /><em>Biiiiingo she was right, it is</em> <strong>Badger</strong>. So, the more she want to go and meet him.<br /><br />She drove like a crazy woman to the park - <em>HEY, I didn't have a seat belt on</em>.<br />Well, we met at the park, humans exchange numbers, and pictures were taken and the ‘you know who and who with which bull terrier and the you know how stubborn these bulls are, <em>etc etc</em>…<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/486024239/"></a><br /><br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/486024239/"><img height="173" alt="Toro_Scuba_Badger (6May @ park)" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/199/486024239_c3cf5c1930_m.jpg" width="240" /></a>Toro, Moi and Badger<br /><br />Pardon the 'space out' look Hey I not only look sleepy, I am sleepy. But I got loads of hugs from Badger’s new owner so I guess that made me a happy boy.<br /><br />When we got back, I was given a treat for being a Good Boy and mom went to upload the pictures and send it to the breeder down in Australia and Badger’s owner.<br /><br />Guess everyone is happy. I am particularly proud of my mom for following up. Bravo to her.<br /><br />Now I can add 2 more bullies to my list of friends.<br /><br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/486047327/"><img height="180" alt="3bullies%28web%29" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/211/486047327_27070cd5f8_m.jpg" width="240" /></a> <a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/486016924/"><img height="180" alt="3 Bullies" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/486016924_79353b3fe7_m.jpg" width="240" /></a> <a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/486017204/"><img height="240" alt="Subca Tammy 01" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/209/486017204_60e1b5545d_m.jpg" width="180" /></a><br /><br />I am so glad Badger has found a loving home.<br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;">(I overheard my mom telling all my Aunties that now she has found a Bull Terrier breeder, she may consider having a puppy. I shall blame Helios)</span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"> </div>Scuba the Muscle Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09466421623587019553noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18824917.post-46422769121526933562007-05-02T17:00:00.000+08:002007-05-02T17:10:12.262+08:00Does Size matter?Size didn’t seem to matter to me, until ………………… I met Rosco<br /><br />Oh my god he made me look like a midget.<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/481111677/"><img height="240" alt="Rosco (Great Dane) & Scuba" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/217/481111677_72107a157b_m.jpg" width="221" /></a><br />How long does it take to grow into that size?????? How much must I eat to grow to that size????? Ohhhhhhhh uuuuyeeeee He is so much <strong>BIGGER</strong> than me<br /><br />Rosco although huge is really a softie and I am beginning to like him. The good thing about him is, he is good to have around tables (with food). Bet if I ask him to ‘knock’ all the food down, he would.<br /><br /><br />On the other paw, I think I am happy to be with friends who are slightly bigger than me.<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/481102284/"><img height="190" alt="medium size dogs" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/213/481102284_3f10db21fb_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br />Or better still – smaller than me.<br /><br />I wonder how Jack and Joey feels to be next to Rosco!!!!! He must be a GIANT.<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/481102332/"><img height="133" alt="J&amp;J&S" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/200/481102332_7a35b03b18_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"> </div>Scuba the Muscle Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09466421623587019553noreply@blogger.com116tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18824917.post-24871548722829205752007-04-09T15:05:00.000+08:002007-05-16T17:49:09.521+08:00Look who is visiting me in May?Many have heard me talking about my favourite human – my <span style="color:#663300;"><strong>Beloved Godfather</strong></span>, who lives in <strong>Boston</strong>, Massachusetts, USA<br /><br />Unfortunately I don’t see him very much but I heard he is coming over to visit me in May and hopefully, he is bringing loads of goodies for me. I was hoping he will bring my godbrother, Muscles but he is not. Muscles is 14years old and I don’t think he will enjoy the journey.<br /><br />Mom said Muscles is the reason why she have me. She was so fascinated by Muscles’ behaviour, attitude and personality that she swore she was going to get an English Bull Terrier next. Her NEXT was like 7years later. Before me, dad and her good self, both have a mongrel named Tara and a German Shepherd named Scuba (yes my older sister was Scuba and I am ScubaToo).<br /><br /><br />She has been telling me and is still telling me how handsome Muscles is (<em>hey</em> I have feelings too!!!!, but thank goodness I have loads of aunties, uncles 2 godmothers and a godfather who love me).<br /><br /><br />Here is a picture of handsome Muscles with his daddy (aka my godpa)<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/452002529/"><img height="240" alt="Muscles" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/251/452002529_18e76c1bc0_m.jpg" width="161" /></a><br /><br />I once heard a Uncle Jean Philippe telling my mom, she was going round Europe to find the ‘men’ she enjoys (<em><span style="color:#000066;">no hard feelings mom. I love you still</span></em>) – a German to start with, now a English gentleman and ohhhh la la, neeext a French lover (for those who don’t know what I mean – I am referring to her, then having a <strong><span style="color:#663333;"><em>German Shepard</em></span></strong>, and now me the <span style="color:#663300;"><strong><em>English Bull Terrier</em></strong></span> and who knows - next <em>peut-être</em> a <span style="color:#663333;"><strong><em>French Bulldog</em></strong></span> (hehe could be a <strong><em><span style="color:#663333;">French poodle</span></em></strong>).<br /><em>C'est la vie maman. Je t'aime beaucoup.</em> As you can see, I do respond to your ''<em>allez</em>'' and "<em>c'est tout</em>".<br /><br /></em></strong>I was told you love cheese and wine too. We both love organizing pawties and I promise you that I will personally overSEE (no pun intended) one for you. <a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/451996628/"><img height="500" alt="cheese party" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/218/451996628_59e7843615.jpg" width="333" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Just come and give me BIG HUGS (in exchange for my wet wet licks… the ones you so love)<a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/451989326/"><img height="180" alt="Scuba and godpa" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/246/451989326_b5ab74a3f4_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"> </div>Scuba the Muscle Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09466421623587019553noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18824917.post-75108625553811905202007-04-07T15:06:00.001+08:002007-04-09T14:12:01.751+08:00Why did I make a ‘bloody’ mess at Herbie’s new home?Well you all have seen and read about me in Herbie’s blog.<br /><br />Herbie said I made a 'bloody' mess in his new home and this is true. I have been having an ITCH. I am itching to go out and find my mum but since I am not allowed to go out on my own, I just have to chew my itchy paws.<br /><br />Mom went to Hong Kong for work (and so she said) but I found out, she went for the 7s.<br /><br />What is the 7s? I don’t exactly know but she has been was away for 7days.<br /><br />Her answer – 7s is short for Rugby 7s. Rugby 7s is a variation of Rugby Union and is made of 7 players. Each match is made up of two 7minute halves (14mins). According to her, this is more than a sporting event and without a doubt the biggest event of the year in HK. Look at the crowd<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/447285656/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/216/447285656_b57684d3cb_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="Rugby 7s" /></a><br /><br />She said she had a ball of a time at the games and where was I, yes you all know SULKING at home ( and also Herbie’s new home).<br /><br />Talking about the ball. One of the most important rules of the game is that players must pass the ball backwards or sideways but never forwards. How strange is that!!. Maybe my friend Tommy and Joey will love to play at the 7s. Only stumbling block, they have to be as big as the Fijians and the Samoans. Here is Mr. Semisi Serevi from Fiji. <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/447285706/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/205/447285706_83a07eb366_m.jpg" width="160" height="240" alt="Semisi Serevi at HK's 7s" /></a><br />Mom said he is 6’6” and weigh 120kgs. Gee he is HUGE.<br /><br />Mom said she was staying at a hotel close to the stadium and could see the stadium from her room. Here is the picture of the stadium.<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/447292291/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/216/447292291_5c9804696a_m.jpg" width="240" height="175" alt="Stadium rugby" /></a><br /><br />After having a ball of a time on Sunday, she forgot to call me for 2 days. Her excuse: Loads of work in her Hong Kong office.<br /><br />Well I am glad she is back now and being a sweet mummy, she brought home some Easter eggs for me and my friends.<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/447290952/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/250/447290952_6450239316_o.jpg" width="100" height="69" alt="Easter Eggs" /></a><br />(Herbie told me she almost agreed to go away to France for 2 weeks. He has also taught me the art of looking sad and I have been practicing hard and I think it is paying off now – Thanks Herbie)<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/447312463/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/192/447312463_e0916cacce_m.jpg" width="160" height="240" alt="Recovered_JPEG Digital Camera_218" /></a><br />Great. The SAD Look does help. Wet Wet licks for you<div class="blogger-post-footer"> </div>Herbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447682796034833962noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18824917.post-82344129478668417822007-03-27T15:21:00.000+08:002007-03-27T15:27:28.834+08:00Bienvenue aSingapour & a very warm (weather wise) welcome 2 HeliosWelcome Helios and I am soooooooooo wanting to see you.<br /><br /><strong>H</strong>ip <strong>H</strong>ip <strong>H</strong>ooray to <strong>H</strong>elios who is coming <strong>H</strong>ome to leave with <strong>H</strong>erbie.<br /><br />I definitely will not see you this week because my mom is away in England.<br /><br />Why is she in England – I don’t know? I am supposed to be English and shouldn’t I be in England???<br /><br />If I ever go to England, I am hoping to see Princess Anne – she loves English Bull Terriers.<br /><br />Back to Helios – I was told I can only come & play with you next week – oh no mom is away next week. I will ask Auntie Sam to walk me to your house or cycle there with me.<br /><br />Lots of wet wet licks in advance<div class="blogger-post-footer"> </div>Scuba the Muscle Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09466421623587019553noreply@blogger.com33tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18824917.post-15938541805283342422007-03-07T16:02:00.001+08:002007-03-08T09:19:13.229+08:00A Dog is still Man’s Best FriendMy friend Chewie was featured in yesterday’s national newspaper. I can’t read so I asked Auntie S to read and tell me what was written in the newspaper.<br /><br />If you have been reading my blog, you will remember I posted about Chewie back in March last year. Time flies and I am glad there is closure. If you wish, the link to my short post last year: <span style="color:#000066;"><em>http://scubatoo.blogspot.com/2006/02/clean-bill-of-health-to-chewie.html</em></span><br /><br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/413438646/"><img height="160" alt="Chewie ST" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/139/413438646_33e4c8c49f_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br />I am glad justice has been done for Chewie.<br /><br />I am sure there are many humans out there who must have read the article. Some may be standing on Chewie’s and Uncle J’s side whilst some may do otherwise. That is ok for everyone is entitled to their opinion.<br /><br />After his discharge from Doggie Hospital, Chewie came to my house to recuperate and I had been with him - talking to him trying to make him happy, until the day we went home. Our owners decided Chewie was not going back to his home to recuperate and convinced Uncle J to let him stay at my place. Uncle J agreed.<br />Not many people know but Mom grew fond of Chewie and was sadden the day Chewie went home.<br /><br /><br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/413457962/"><img height="180" alt="Chewie discharged 3" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/178/413457962_aada7818c8_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br />His first week after discharged<br /><br /><br /><br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/413435777/"><img height="240" alt="Chewie" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/162/413435777_20e5554d2f_m.jpg" width="208" /></a><br />Chewie can lie on his left side after spending a few months in the playpen.<br /><br /><br />If you have seen his condition, you will feel that NO DOG should be treated like that i.e. beaten by some sick psycho.<br /><br /><em><strong>Why am I calling this person a psycho?</strong></em><em><br /><br />- how can a man have a female name as a surname ( joking)<br /><br />- how can a normal person beat a living thing when he / she / it is defenseless (Chewie was tied to grille)<br /><br />- how can a normal human ‘trick’ his future mother in law into paying for his petrol and meal (bet you guys didn’t know that. Chewie told me one afternoon. Chewie didn’t like the way his grandma was treated) </em><br /><p><em>- how can a sensible man insist and demand that his future mother in law prepares his morning tea / coffee / breakfast for him.<br /><br />- how can he continue to whack Chewie with the bamboo pole despite the neighbours shout - begging him to stop.<br /><br />- How can he offer to buy Uncle J another dog to replace Chewie. For all parents – if your child have behavioral problems, how would you feel if someone says to you “give your child up, there are others in the orphanage. I will find you a better behave one”</em><br /><br /><em>- How can one be sure Chewie's aunt won't be beaten up if she ends up marrying him</em><br /><br />For those human out there who do not know Chewie, let me give you a brief history. Chewie didn’t have a happy puppyhood. His first owners gave him up. Uncle J felt sorry for him and adopted Chewie. With Uncle J’s love, Chewie was able to socialise with other dogs.<br /><br /><br />During his recuperation, his close friends and their owners visited him everyday. Friends like Rafv, Joey, Jack, Tommy, Herbie and Buddy (and others whom I do not have their pictures)<br /><br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/413466390/"><img height="42" alt="Chew's friends" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/167/413466390_547f3b828c_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br />I can tell you even my feline siblings knew he was not well.<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/413436209/"><img height="121" alt="G&P" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/165/413436209_9e64179909_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br /><br />For all my human friends out there – please do not ASSUME if you don’t know the whole story.<br />My dear mom always say – MEDIA HYPE (don’t they get the facts right !!!!)<br /><br />Just remember ASSUME is – to make a ASS out of U and ME<br /><br />If anyone wants to know how Chewie is doing? He is doing great. Able to run and hop. He spent last Sunday with us at the beach and even attempted to swim.<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/413435761/"><img height="240" alt="chewie4" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/127/413435761_bd219c8f55_m.jpg" width="160" /></a><br /><br />He celebrated Christmas at my home last year.<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/413435740/"><img height="240" alt="xmas-grp4" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/181/413435740_8440cf8b36_m.jpg" width="177" /></a><br /><br />Love, Scuba</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"> </div>Scuba the Muscle Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09466421623587019553noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18824917.post-60294852237132150112007-03-05T15:32:00.000+08:002007-03-05T15:57:19.453+08:00This is the Year of the Golden PigBecause of that Golden Pig (whoever she or he is), my mom went out to buy the Movie – <em><strong>Babe: Pig in the City </strong></em>and made me watch it with her.<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/411093779/"><img height="140" alt="Babe in the city (Blog)" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/178/411093779_98ec171e43_m.jpg" width="98" /></a><br /><br /><br />She keeps saying “Scuba, look Babe and the Bull Terrier look so much alike… (minus Babe’s curly tail). At one stage, she keeps calling me Scuba Babe or Scuba Baby. I think the worst thing she has referred me to be, is “The Platinum Pig”. She said I am white (that’s platinum) and I look like a PIG.<br /><br />Anyway, the movie taught me three things; <strong><span style="color:#000066;">COMPASSION</span></strong>, <strong><span style="color:#000066;">KINDNESS</span></strong> AND <strong><span style="color:#000066;">FORGIVENESS</span></strong>.<br /><br />Greatest mistake – at the end of the movie, they refer us the English Bull Terriers as Pit Bulls.<br /><br />The Lunar New Year is celebrated over 15days and yes, yesterday the 04th of March was the 15th day. Our owners decided to bring us to the beach (it was relaxing for them after 15days of visiting relations and friends and getting drunk and too much card games and mahjong)<br /><br />Did I hear beach? <em>HELP!! HELP!! SOMEONE HELP</em>!! (Me squealing). <em>NO SWIMMING PLEEEEEEEASE!!!!!!<br /></em>Of course I was made to go in the water.<br /><br /><br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/411093811/"><img height="160" alt="scuba4" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/132/411093811_a927d58b1e_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br />Do I look like I enjoyed the water? Noooooooooooooooo<br /><br /><br />After the water, I was allowed to do anything I like. So I decided I was going to run away before anyone put me back into the water.<br /><br /><img src="http://blue-daisies.com/album/data/media/12/animate-scuba1_2.gif"><br /><strong>FREEDOM</strong><br />...or maybe I can pass myself off as a dalmatian (look at those dalmatian spots. The dalmatian spots are very obvious on me when I am wet).<div class="blogger-post-footer"> </div>Scuba the Muscle Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09466421623587019553noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18824917.post-44369543384084192142007-03-02T14:05:00.001+08:002007-03-02T14:21:27.084+08:00Dogs and CatsI like to response to <a href="http://rafvrough.blogspot.com/">Rafv’s</a> post in his blog about coming to my house and the first thing he does is look for my male sibling Pepper rather than MOI.<br /><br />Well just be careful when you play rough with Pepper because he can be:<br /><br /><strong>CAT</strong>astrophe – great disaster when they don’t like you….watch out for those claws<br /><br /><strong>CAT</strong>erwaul – They scratch and you will scream<br /><br />To be honest, sometimes Rafv thinks he is a cat. Maybe he is a cat in wolf’s dressing.<br /><br /><br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/407511158/"><img height="167" alt="Rafv chatting with Pepper" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/150/407511158_6ddbc07149_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><em>I am serious, Rafv talks to Pepper all the time (especially when they are together in a corner)</em><br /><br /><br />Rafv, I heard your mummy wanted to bring Pepper home to keep you happy and worse, she may get you a kitten or a cat (for good). Before you are doom to have a feline as a sibling. I think you should tell your mummy the difference between dogs and cats<br /><br />Dogs<br /><span style="color:#330099;">A dog thinks:<br />Hey, these people I live with feed me, love me, provide me with a nice warm, dry house, pet me, and take good care of me... They must be gods!<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#996633;">A cat thinks:<br />Hey, these people I live with feed me, love me, provide me with a nice warm, dry house, pet me, and take good care of me... I must be a god!<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#330099;">Dogs are faithful, affectionate, and courageous;</span><br /><span style="color:#996633;">Cats are independent and are loners<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#330099;">Dogs concentrate on dominance and submission, play and are selflessly heroic. Dogs don’t put so much details in their surroundings</span><br /><span style="color:#996633;">Cats are physically and mentally capable of exploring their surroundings in great detail.</span><br /><br /><br />To be fair to our human owners, studies have shown that pet owners are usually happier, compassionate, more independent and feel more secure than people without pets. Pet owners make friends easier, suffer less from loneliness and bounce back from grief faster. Pet owners are also more active and take better care of themelves. <strong><span style="color:#330033;">Bravo to our owners</span></strong><br /><br />So Auntie R, the more pets the merrier and it is ok for Rafv to have a feline sibling.<br /><br /><em></em><br /><em>ps If you recall my last post and my last picture (cover the bits), my one and only female sibling Ginger, has to cover her face to sleep. Poor Girl</em><br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/407517714/"><img height="180" alt="Ginger 001" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/188/407517714_57aaa1ce48_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"> </div>Scuba the Muscle Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09466421623587019553noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18824917.post-8737852351452980202007-02-28T14:36:00.000+08:002007-02-28T15:01:58.613+08:00Sleep – my favorite subjectHow much sleep do we need?<br /><br />Hey we are dogs after all and may I add ALL dogs sleep when there is nothing else to do and that is what we do best - SLEEP. You can’t expect us to read a book, watch TV or waste our time on the computer (oops isn’t this what I am doing right now)<br /><br />This article is dedicated to Auntie G – she laughed at me when I was in Snoozeland.<br /><br />Like humans, we do have certain sleeping positions. And like them, how we sleep will determine the kind of doggie we are.<br /><br /><br />I am a bull terrier and I can only say this about myself. I like curling up to make myself like a ball, rest my little egg shape head on one paw, and then tuck my muzzle and nose and eyes under anything.<br />This position is what the human refer to as the Foetus. Apparently, this position described one as tough on the outside with a sensitive heart.<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/405448303/"><img height="180" alt="All curl up" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/146/405448303_020fcf04fb_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br />Ha!! The one thing you don’t know is. Although this position may imply that we are sleeping hard but hang on, we are not. We may be more awake then you think.<br /><br /><br />I also enjoy sleeping on my back with four paws in the air. I promise you, I am not doing it just to look like a weirdo or what Auntie W said, I look like I am in rigor mortis. We have less fur on our tummies so when we fell hot, we tend to sleep this way – to cool us down<br /><br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/405448362/"><img height="180" alt="DSC00464" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/41/405448362_772d9f7448_m.jpg" width="240" /></a> <a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/405448587/"><img height="180" alt="snooze 020" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/136/405448587_4f2b6117e1_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br />How about this one? When we lie back to back or side by side – we are simply bonding with one another. And when we are in this position, we are bonding with you. It is our way of showing affection and the desire to be with other dog or human<br /><br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/405448626/"><img height="180" alt="Scuba & Rafv" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/166/405448626_8c995fb3da_m.jpg" width="240" /></a> <a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/405448466/"><img height="180" alt="Herb & I on table" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/145/405448466_5767c92c8f_m.jpg" width="240" /></a> <a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/405448653/"><img height="240" alt="Scuba_Tommy" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/152/405448653_b1484f6edc_m.jpg" width="213" /></a><br /><br />Then there are some of us bullies who sleep on our side with both arms out in front. Bet you didn’t know that this position depict an open nature but can be suspicious and cynical. Humans call this position Yearner.<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/405448401/"><img height="160" alt="v-xmas24" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/162/405448401_ee48dab1ca_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br /><br />What about times when we need extra boost for our head. This position is called Hang Over<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/405448506/"><img height="240" alt="scuba6" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/141/405448506_b0909da7f1_m.jpg" width="160" /></a><br /><br /><br />Or the one that does not permit flashing around. Maybe we can call this ‘cover the bits’<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/405449507/"><img height="180" alt="snooze 010" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/131/405449507_2d6c80d137_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br />Have you ever seen us making strange little yelping noises while moving our legs and paws? Of course we are dreaming. Perhaps chasing a rabbit, a rodent, a ball or importantly FOOD.<br /><br />As for me, no one can wake me up (I bet Auntie G will agree. She has a video of me doing just that).<br />The best I can do when anyone calls me is, I will probably open one slanty beady little eye to let you know I am not missing anything.<br /><br />p/s - So so so glad to be back after so long. I miss all of you<div class="blogger-post-footer"> </div>Scuba the Muscle Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09466421623587019553noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18824917.post-1170215465493923772007-01-31T11:43:00.000+08:002007-01-31T11:51:05.513+08:00Please help me; I’m drowningHey guys, I may not be that old but this song - <em>Please help me I’m falling </em>by Hank Locklin) reminded me of my adventure last Sunday.<br /><br />Please help me; I’m drowning in to the sea<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/375121164/"><img height="160" alt="sentosa-help me" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/147/375121164_cb970b467f_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br />Shake my ears to avoid the water, don’t let them rush in<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/375123657/"><img height="160" alt="sinking and water get in my ears" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/375123657_6b397d8c74_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br />For I shouldn’t want to be wet, but trust me I did<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/375121186/"><img height="160" alt="I am not amused" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/147/375121186_8fcee5c05c_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br />Please help me, I’m drowning in to the sea<br /><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52323069@N00/375121171/"><img height="160" alt="sentosa2-jan07" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/129/375121171_5a9b4b4580_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br />Hehe look like water got in my nose too<div class="blogger-post-footer"> </div>Scuba the Muscle Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09466421623587019553noreply@blogger.com106