Scuba the Muscle Boy

2010-11-29T17:39:00.006+08:00

Not sure why but human, feline and canines love my bed.

I will talk about the feline species first.

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.

Then she would snuggle up with me.

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. I think it is called 'Sibling Bonding'

My friends Helios, Jack and Joey will tell you that Pepper has an identity crisis - he think he is a dog.

2010-11-28T14:05:00.006+08:00

It has been 2years since I have been missing in action and I hope to slowly but surely begin to try blogging again.

Getting back wasn't easy cos my mom forgot the password to login but thank goodness I remembered.

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.

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).

Well Christmas is round the corner. The decorations are up except for the tree which I believe is coming sometime this week.

YES pressies for me

Love to all,

Scuba

The Painting has arrived

2008-01-29T11:44:00.000+08:00

Thanks to Uncle H in Hong Kong, we received the painting of me and my 9 friends.

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)

I want to know what my friends' owner(s) have to say about this piece of art.

Painting of 10dogs

2008-01-09T13:38:00.000+08:00

Yes 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)

Anyway, who needs to blog when you have blogger friends.

Believe me, I don’t need to blog because all my friends are blogging for and about me - my bed (thanks to Joey), my home and the activities that goes on (thanks to Helios), my Christmas tree, my Christmas ornaments, my Christmas food (thanks to Huskee) etc etc etc.

Thank you guys for all your help (now I can go back to bed)

Well, it is high time, I should blog about something. Hmmmmmm what shall it be!!!!!

Ok ok how about 'A Painting of 10Dogs'

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.

….here is the 2006 group doggie (Christmas Pawty) picture.

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.

That’s not all she wanted; I think she was trying to make life difficult for this Mr. Hu. Ready for this - she wanted 10dogs in the picture instead of 8. Make me wonder if this Mr. Hu is a painter or a magician!!!!!

(Abracadabra - 10dogs it will be).

VERY SPECIFIC instructions were given and trust me, I mean
VERY SPECIFIC.
Instructions like
1) Well, before giving the instructions, Auntie S (Helios' mom) and my mom have to ‘number’ all 8 of us

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)

3) Remove the leash from no. 8 (the Jack Russell Terrier on the extreme right)

4a) Add Huskee (my Little Big Brother) in, next to no.6

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 (Remember, Mr Hu has no clue about dog breeds so size is a big blur to him)

5) Lastly, only paint the dog on the right and add it next to Huskee's right side (and he is bigger than Huskee)

6) Blah blah blah blah blah

I honestly thought she was mad. If I am the painter, I will say no to the job.

She told Auntie G, Auntie S and my godma (Huskee’s mom) about it and I think they think she was mad too.
Questions were asked, like
“how on earth does he know the size of Huskee and Helios in comparison to the other dogs”
“From a picture, can he capture the essence of our dogs??”
"what if it didn't turn out the way you like"
etc etc etc etc

Last week, she was informed that the painting was ready and this sweet painter send his painting to us via email.
The actual painting will be collected soon and hopefully we will get it within the next couple of weeks.
Voila – here it is

Compare this with the above

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.

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)

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).

Great to be back.

Tribute to my godbrother, Muscles (So long pal)

2008-01-08T09:45:00.000+08:00

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.

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.

Well, there really is nothing I can say. I love my godbrother, and we will never forget him.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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 ).

We will miss you dearly.

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.

A thorny affair

2007-10-25T15:58:00.000+08:00

A 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.

My mom’s love of durians had made me a lover of the fruit king.

For my friends, who have never heard of durian and for those who thinks it stinks...YOU DO NOT KNOW WHAT YOU ARE MISSING.

For durian lovers, the smell is fragrant. For those averse to it, the smell is repugnant. Ohhhhhhhhhh that smell. 'Quick open it'

There are many myths relating to the consumption of durian (it does not bother me but through my observation, human do funny things).

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”

2nd myth – Yin and Yang, King and Queen: By balancing the heatiness, the consumption of a “cooling” fruit must be considered – the mangosteen.

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)

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).

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.

Helios (haha) being Australian love the fruit

Nothing these days goes without me, not thinking of Herbie. Here is a clip of my dear friend enjoying his durian

Tommy wasn't too keen so I had his share. Yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuumy

Buuuurppp!!!!!

My dear friend Herbie is no longer with us.

2007-10-05T15:45:00.000+08:00

Grieve not, Nor speak of me with tears

But laugh and talk of me

As if I were beside you.
From To Those I love, a poem by Isla Paschal Richardson

Mom found the above poem and she said this is what Herbie would like us to do.

Losing Herbie, while tragic, is but a beginning of a lifetime of memories.

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.

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

We share so many things alike, like EATING and SLEEPING and enjoy just being together

and we both always knew where the food is and you have taught me the art of ‘begging’

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.

Although Herbie is no longer physically with us but he is with us in spirit.

We will miss you terribly but you will alway be right here in our hearts.

Long live Herbie.

Rest in peace my dear friend (Your Uncle Bob will now take care of you)

Happy 4th Annipawsery

2007-09-20T16:56:00.000+08:00

I am jumping for joy today because today is 4years since I came to my mom.

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.

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.

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.

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.
4years has passed and I am happy we found each other.

I love you very much mom and Happy 4th Annipawsary.

Bye bye to redness and itch (on my paws)

2007-07-15T20:53:00.001+08:00

Why are my paws red and itchy? Why can’t the humans allow me to chew them?

Don’t they know the redness and itch on my paws is an extremely frustrating experience?

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.

Mom (god bless her) tried everything she can think of (including advice from her friends).
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.

Someone suggested calamine lotion. This was a wee drying to my skin so it was alternated by rubbing hydrocortisone cream and aloe Vera.

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 Soooooooooo bad).

To boost me up internally, I am given royal jelly and flaxseed oil too.

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
which is an antiseptic solution

and steroid tablets

Mom didn’t like the idea of the steroid tablets and strict instruction was given to Auntie Sam “give Scuba the tablet for today and tomorrow, then stop". 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.

Do you think all of them work? NO (maybe I didn’t complete the tablets)

By this time, my mom is pulling her hair out trying desperately to find something to ease my itch and redness.

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.

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.

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.
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.
Thanks to my tea cleansing and regular brushing, I have said goodbye to red itchy paws

Thank goodness my mom didn’t brush it aside and assume this chewing business is behavioral.

Well I hope whoever is suffering out there, can now have something new and natural to try.

Life of a miniature bull terrier in Sunny Singapore

2007-06-28T23:08:00.001+08:00

I was born in Australia and now living in Sunny Singapore.

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I am turning 4 this Monday

2007-06-24T15:20:00.000+08:00

So what is the significance of 4 to me?

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4 means;
- 4 years old as I was born 25th June 2003
- 4th astrological sign of the zodiac for I am a Cancerian
- 4 legs to walk on
- 4 meals a day (I hope)
- 4 gras (yummy, wonder when can I have that French delicacy again)
- 4mage (and not forgetting the French cheese as well)
- 4get & 4give easily (learn from me)
- 4go & 4sake my toys (when friends come visit)
- 4iegn Godfather
- 4iegn nanny (that’s Auntie Sam)
- 4ever loving my mom
- 4tunate dog I am (loads of friends)
- 4bidden to chew my paws
- 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)
- 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?)

Well some things never change with 4
- 4 directions: north, east, south and west
- 4 Elements: Fire, Air, Water and Earth
- 4 Seasons: Spring, Summer, Autumn & Winter
- 4 sides to a square

So strong is that numero 4 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 Four last Saturday.
4tunately, we were left on our own and we did have a ball.

4ever yours, Scuba

TAG - I am starting one

2007-05-23T10:25:00.000+08:00

After reading Boo Boo's blog and seeing the picture of ‘brotherly love’, I can’t help but to think of starting (yet) another TAG.

I have always been tagged (The last two were by Herbie and Johann) so here is my chance to get back.

What shall I tag and what will it be !!!!!. Shall I be naughty or shall I be nice. How about:
‘Being 2gether – that’s friendship’

Rule for this tag:
1) Picture of you and another dog (or another animal)
2) A funny caption to go with the picture
3) Tag others

The grass is greener on this side except for the yellow flowers (can someone remove the grass that is tickling my nose.....Ahhhhhh Chooooooooooo)

Shall we dance? …… I don’t think so

Yin and Yang (Both elements are in movement rather than held in absolute stasis)

Look at that derrier. Ohhhhhh nice!!!!! Let me check it out

Don’t stop. Give me more. Love those smooches (Miss Sunshade, close your eyes on this one)

Hide and seek – who is gonna close the lid?

Don’t you dare disturb my godsister whilst she is sleeping. Acutally we are twins (in colour)

Down and out but where is the referee? I want fairness in this wrestling match.

The essence of a strong jaw

Pep talk for the young and innocent

Food – smells good and taste delicious. What did you just had?

One for the road
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I would like to tag:
1) Huskee - my Little Big Brother
2) Herbie and Helios - The 2 GRrrrrrs
3) Jack and Joey - My famous piranhas
4) Miss Sunshade - The love of my life
5) Maggie the Airegirl - Who love my tummy
6) Ike the Boston terrier - Who love 'balls'
7) Sam I am - The lovely Weimaramer
8) Opy the Original Gruffpuppy - who is responsible for my tag action
9) Jay the Silkie Terrier - whom I haven't seen since Christmas
10) Girl Girl the Hamster - The baby of all

Happy tagging guys

Sleeping on my back (Tagged by Herbie)

2007-05-22T15:44:00.000+08:00

(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..... ) :-P

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.

Not a problem (thanks Herbie) this is my favourite position.

Me after a hard play

In my cosy bed (which is shared by many friends when they come over)

With the oriental printed cushions from Shanghai Tang

I know I am late into this tagging game and I don’t really care so I am going to tag
Rafv the Siberian Husky
Onion the Celebrity Bull Terrier
Marvin the Scottish Cool K9

Welcome to Singapore

2007-05-18T16:15:00.000+08:00

On April 09th, I posted that my godpapa was visiting me. He arrived last weekend and immediately wanted to see me.

We both have so much fun together. Mom said he spoils me too much and, why shouldn’t I be treated this way?

We both had been going out together (you know doing the boys things and I believe my mom is soooooooooo very jealous of me).

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.

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..

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.

See I love humans and dogs

And here is me running with other dogs

Now back to my godpa’s visit……
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.

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”.

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.

We are pawfect for each other and I love him so very much.

Wonder if mom will let me go to Boston with him??????

No goodbyes just - SO LONG MY DEAR FRIEND FUFU

2007-05-16T09:26:00.001+08:00

To 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)

As my dad was Scottish, I would like to dedicated the below song to FuFu

Auld Lang Syne
Should auld acquaintance be forgot, and never brought to mind Should auld acquaintance be forgot, and auld lang syne ?
For auld lang syne, my dear. For auld Lang syne, We'll tak a cup o kindness yet, for auld lang syne !
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
For auld lang syne, my dear. For auld Lang syne, We'll tak a cup o kindness yet, for auld lang syne !

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.

Dear Auntie Eil,
Mom and I were deeply saddened to hear the news about the death of our super hamsterrier hero– FuFu

Our thoughts are with you and your family during this time. We are in a state of shock.

FuFu was such a funny, entertaining, never fails (to visit all our blogs) supportive hamsterrier to be around.

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.

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.

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.

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.

So long my dearest friend. I will definitely miss not seeing your comments in my blog.

Fate/Chance - They work in mysterious ways

2007-05-06T14:58:00.000+08:00

2 weeks ago, when mom was in Shanghai, she found out from the ‘bull-terriers@yahoogroups.com’ that Badger 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?

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 Badger has found a new home. Badger’s new owners love bullies and have one of their own too, called Toro. She provided the feedback to the breeder and since then has been hoping that Badger did indeed find himself a good home and that he will be loved. I can tell, she has been thinking of Badger heaps.

Then this morning something amazing happen………..….
…. 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).
It was then 9am and poor me got ‘DRAAAAAG’ out of bed to go to the park and meet my kind.

Snoooooooooooooooooooooozing with my toy. Pleeeeeeeease don't wake me

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 ‘we’ (I wished it was just ‘I’ not we) can rush to the park. Mom also has Auntie Sharon find out 2) if one of them is Badger (she said deep down inside, she has a very storng feeling that one of the bull terrier is Badger…… I think humans call this feeling - intuition).
Biiiiingo she was right, it is Badger. So, the more she want to go and meet him.

She drove like a crazy woman to the park - HEY, I didn't have a seat belt on.
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, etc etc…

Toro, Moi and Badger

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.

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.

Guess everyone is happy. I am particularly proud of my mom for following up. Bravo to her.

Now I can add 2 more bullies to my list of friends.

I am so glad Badger has found a loving home.

(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)

Does Size matter?

2007-05-02T17:00:00.000+08:00

Size didn’t seem to matter to me, until ………………… I met Rosco

Oh my god he made me look like a midget.

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 BIGGER than me

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.

On the other paw, I think I am happy to be with friends who are slightly bigger than me.

Or better still – smaller than me.

I wonder how Jack and Joey feels to be next to Rosco!!!!! He must be a GIANT.

Look who is visiting me in May?

2007-04-09T15:05:00.000+08:00

Many have heard me talking about my favourite human – my Beloved Godfather, who lives in Boston, Massachusetts, USA

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.

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).

She has been telling me and is still telling me how handsome Muscles is (hey I have feelings too!!!!, but thank goodness I have loads of aunties, uncles 2 godmothers and a godfather who love me).

Here is a picture of handsome Muscles with his daddy (aka my godpa)

I once heard a Uncle Jean Philippe telling my mom, she was going round Europe to find the ‘men’ she enjoys (no hard feelings mom. I love you still) – 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 German Shepard, and now me the English Bull Terrier and who knows - next peut-être a French Bulldog (hehe could be a French poodle).
C'est la vie maman. Je t'aime beaucoup. As you can see, I do respond to your ''allez'' and "c'est tout".

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.

Just come and give me BIG HUGS (in exchange for my wet wet licks… the ones you so love)

Why did I make a ‘bloody’ mess at Herbie’s new home?

2007-04-07T15:06:00.001+08:00

Well you all have seen and read about me in Herbie’s blog.

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.

Mom went to Hong Kong for work (and so she said) but I found out, she went for the 7s.

What is the 7s? I don’t exactly know but she has been was away for 7days.

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

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).

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.
Mom said he is 6’6” and weigh 120kgs. Gee he is HUGE.

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.

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.

Well I am glad she is back now and being a sweet mummy, she brought home some Easter eggs for me and my friends.

(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)

Great. The SAD Look does help. Wet Wet licks for you

Bienvenue aSingapour & a very warm (weather wise) welcome 2 Helios

2007-03-27T15:21:00.000+08:00

Welcome Helios and I am soooooooooo wanting to see you.

Hip Hip Hooray to Helios who is coming Home to leave with Herbie.

I definitely will not see you this week because my mom is away in England.

Why is she in England – I don’t know? I am supposed to be English and shouldn’t I be in England???

If I ever go to England, I am hoping to see Princess Anne – she loves English Bull Terriers.

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.

Lots of wet wet licks in advance

A Dog is still Man’s Best Friend

2007-03-07T16:02:00.001+08:00

My 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.

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: http://scubatoo.blogspot.com/2006/02/clean-bill-of-health-to-chewie.html

I am glad justice has been done for Chewie.

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.

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.
Not many people know but Mom grew fond of Chewie and was sadden the day Chewie went home.

His first week after discharged

Chewie can lie on his left side after spending a few months in the playpen.

If you have seen his condition, you will feel that NO DOG should be treated like that i.e. beaten by some sick psycho.

Why am I calling this person a psycho?

- how can a man have a female name as a surname ( joking)

- how can a normal person beat a living thing when he / she / it is defenseless (Chewie was tied to grille)

- 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)

- how can a sensible man insist and demand that his future mother in law prepares his morning tea / coffee / breakfast for him.

- how can he continue to whack Chewie with the bamboo pole despite the neighbours shout - begging him to stop.

- 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”

- How can one be sure Chewie's aunt won't be beaten up if she ends up marrying him

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.

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)

I can tell you even my feline siblings knew he was not well.

For all my human friends out there – please do not ASSUME if you don’t know the whole story.
My dear mom always say – MEDIA HYPE (don’t they get the facts right !!!!)

Just remember ASSUME is – to make a ASS out of U and ME

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.

He celebrated Christmas at my home last year.

Love, Scuba

This is the Year of the Golden Pig

2007-03-05T15:32:00.000+08:00

Because of that Golden Pig (whoever she or he is), my mom went out to buy the Movie – Babe: Pig in the City and made me watch it with her.

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.

Anyway, the movie taught me three things; COMPASSION, KINDNESS AND FORGIVENESS.

Greatest mistake – at the end of the movie, they refer us the English Bull Terriers as Pit Bulls.

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)

Did I hear beach? HELP!! HELP!! SOMEONE HELP!! (Me squealing). NO SWIMMING PLEEEEEEEASE!!!!!!
Of course I was made to go in the water.

Do I look like I enjoyed the water? Noooooooooooooooo

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.

FREEDOM
...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).

Dogs and Cats

2007-03-02T14:05:00.001+08:00

I like to response to Rafv’s 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.

Well just be careful when you play rough with Pepper because he can be:

CATastrophe – great disaster when they don’t like you….watch out for those claws

CATerwaul – They scratch and you will scream

To be honest, sometimes Rafv thinks he is a cat. Maybe he is a cat in wolf’s dressing.

I am serious, Rafv talks to Pepper all the time (especially when they are together in a corner)

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

Dogs
A dog thinks:
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!

A cat thinks:
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!

Dogs are faithful, affectionate, and courageous;
Cats are independent and are loners

Dogs concentrate on dominance and submission, play and are selflessly heroic. Dogs don’t put so much details in their surroundings
Cats are physically and mentally capable of exploring their surroundings in great detail.

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. Bravo to our owners

So Auntie R, the more pets the merrier and it is ok for Rafv to have a feline sibling.

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

Sleep – my favorite subject

2007-02-28T14:36:00.000+08:00

How much sleep do we need?

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)

This article is dedicated to Auntie G – she laughed at me when I was in Snoozeland.

Like humans, we do have certain sleeping positions. And like them, how we sleep will determine the kind of doggie we are.

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.
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.

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.

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

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

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.

What about times when we need extra boost for our head. This position is called Hang Over

Or the one that does not permit flashing around. Maybe we can call this ‘cover the bits’

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.

As for me, no one can wake me up (I bet Auntie G will agree. She has a video of me doing just that).
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.

p/s - So so so glad to be back after so long. I miss all of you

Please help me; I’m drowning

2007-01-31T11:43:00.000+08:00

Hey guys, I may not be that old but this song - Please help me I’m falling by Hank Locklin) reminded me of my adventure last Sunday.

Please help me; I’m drowning in to the sea

Shake my ears to avoid the water, don’t let them rush in

For I shouldn’t want to be wet, but trust me I did

Please help me, I’m drowning in to the sea

Hehe look like water got in my nose too

I said I miss the beach. I never said I miss the sea

2007-01-30T15:46:00.000+08:00

If you want to know what happened to me last Sunday when mom was away in Hong Kong, check this out:

http://herbiegr.blogspot.com/2007/01/beach-outing-photo-intensive.html

I miss the beach.

2007-01-24T15:10:00.000+08:00

It has been a long time since I went to the beach. I was hoping this weekend (If weather permit) to go to the beach with my buddies. It never work when you plan anything. This time, my mom is going away this weekend for work – No Beach and No Mom. DARN

Well since I can’t go, I might just have to relive the memories of me and the beach.

You may notice, I don’t talk about going in the water. With a name like mine, you would think I love the water right!

WRONG

See how terrified I look when I am in the water

I don’t like anything in my ears and going in the water means I will have that salty liquid thingy in my ears. It make me so uncomfortable. I have to shake it off, even it mean shaking it off in the water.

Beach is ok. I love the sand. I usually will rub / roll myself on the sand – immediately after coming out of the water.

Of course I get myself full of sand. I don’t mind shaking the sand off (at least I am on land)

I remembered the last time at the beach. I was excited when I found a tree branch.
I was trying to take it back and give it to Auntie S as a present. She love that

…….. then I heard "Scuba come here" It was mom and she must be calling me to give me food

It must be food. (Sorry Auntie S. Food is more important. Your present can wait)

FOOD Glorious FOOD and the thought of having competition is too much

I must run as fast as I can

Sad sad sad. Cheated again. There was no food. The humans decided to have our photograph taken

How disappointing but it was a good day out

When can we go to the beach mom?

I am back

2007-01-19T17:47:00.000+08:00

Everyone is asking where I have been. I didn’t go anywhere. Really – STUCK at home.

Mom has been busy with work (what is that!!!). She said she need the laptop and I have to wait. Pout Pout Pout.

Finally, I have to do my ‘Pleeeeease give me your laptop, I need to talk to my friends’ look.

Finally the laptop was handed to me.

What can I post? Life has not been so interesting. Can’t go to the park, can’t go for long walks. Thanks to the rain.

Know what I have been up to.

During the day, massage my teeth by chewing bone(s),

Lie back and relax

Comes the evening (I am a truly lucky dog for I always have company in the evening), my friends will be over and we will have a great time

(hehe sometimes we play 'menage a trois'

Needless to say, at 9.30pm – it is Goodnight Everyone

Sometimes I do have company at sleep

My twin (this is a toy from my godpa. His name is BT)

...and this is Patch

I am glad to be back.

HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ONE AND ALL

2007-01-03T15:23:00.000+08:00

HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ONE AND ALL

Let me start the New Year, by dedicating my first post to my purrfect siblings - Ginger and Pepper (aka The Spice in my Life).

Unfortunately, not all cats and dogs can get along with each other. Some cats and dogs do become best buddies, while some just tolerate each other, or they don't get along at all.

Many have said that the terrier group (i.e. ME the Minaiature English Bull Terrier), have an instinctual drive to chase and attack. You will not see this happening in our house. Ginger, Pepper and I do play, eat and sleep together.

For tolerance, Ginger and Pepper do tolerate my friends when they come over. In fact, they do mingle amongst us. BRAVO to them. Those who know my two Jack Russel friends, Jack and Joey. They are after all Ginger's godbrother.
Let's not forget Pepper, he is Rafv's play mate. They will chase and tease each other whole day.
And because of them, Herbie has overcome his fear of felines.

I want to thank my siblings for teaching me RESPECT and TOLERANCE. I love you both very much.

A little trivial about cats and dogs:
Where do you think the phrase – ‘Raining cats and dogs’ come from?
Cats and Dogs were assigned as companions to the ancient Egyptian gods and goddesses.
The cats and dogs in ancient Egyptian mythology are associated with the climate.
The cat was associated with rain, while dogs were associated with wind. A really heavy storm, which combined lashing strong winds and torrential down-pouring rain, indicated that both cats and dogs had a hand in the storm, i.e., it was raining cats and dogs!

The English version was; In the early 17th century London, cats and dogs often did their mice-hunting on the rooftops of buildings. It certainly does rain a lot in London, and the poor animals were sometimes caught there during a storm, to be washed from the rooftops, over the eaves, and to fall on the top of startled passersby.

We promise all our friends in Singapore and Malaysia, we have nothing to do with the recent whether.

All three of us in the family would like to wish all our friends

A HAPPY NEW YEAR.
May 2007 be PURRFECT (from Ginger and Pepper)
and for all who are investing their monies, may 2007 be a BULLish year (from me the BULL terrier)

Love from

Ginger, Scuba and Pepper

Who says Santa only delivers presents on Christmas Eve?

2006-12-20T10:19:00.000+08:00

I got a BIG present from Mr. Santa Paws last night (he was right, I was fast asleep. Me in snoozeland)

He left a big present for me:

In keeping with the tradition, I am not allowed to open my presents until Christmas morning – What a bummer!!!! Don’t understand the humans, why do they bother to wrap gifts and then unwrap it. Doesn’t make sense to me.

If you have read my earlier blog, you may remember I asked Santa Paws to grant me some wishes. He had granted me 2.

The first wish was for Rafv and Tommy to make up and be best of pals again.

Rafv's eyes are closed not because he look worrried. He closes his eyes when he is relax and when he is happy, he sticks out his tongue. Tommy is so sweet, he has his front left paws on Rafv (a great gesture of offering your paws as a sign of friendship).
(Eat your heart out, Auntie W and Auntie R - to see your boys together)

The second was for Herbie to overcome his fear of cats

Sorry I miss you and the reindeers and a BIG Thank you for my present and the 2 wishes.

Sam-I-Am (The GR)

2006-12-19T17:01:00.000+08:00

I am relieved he is not the Sam-I-Am that I know

This was on today's newspaper in Singapore. The wordings were

LOST DOG REUNITED WITH OWNER

A pet golden retriever thought to have been lost for good was finally found – two years later and hundreds of miles away from home.

Owner Alice Baines and her family, who live in South Tampa, Florida, lost Sam-I-Am in 2004 when a hurricane destroyed their backyard fence.

No one knows how Sam turned up as a stray in Illinois last week. It was unlikely he walked because there was no damage to his paws.

A microchip inserted into the dog helped shelter workers identify him.

Last Thursday, a grateful Ms Baines flew to Chicago to take Sam home. When they were reunited, Sam stepped on her feet and then sat on them – just like always

I am having problems with Blogspot.

2006-12-15T12:06:00.000+08:00

I have been trying for days to send a note to my dearest Ms. Sunshade and could not post a response.

My mom has lost my password to The Bone Zone. WHAT IS HAPPENING!!!!!!

The message to my girlfriend in Canada reads:

Dearest SuperDale

The Mailman pass my test - HURRAY (I did it on purpose).

Doggie love for each other has no boundaries. It can travel miles and miles and still reach one's love (you can say I do a lot of meditation and telepathy training lately......ohhh just in case the sticker falls off). Glad you got my card.

Love, Scuba

A letter from Santa Paws

2006-12-12T14:33:00.000+08:00

I have been receiving many Christmas cards from my friends who are near, not so near and dear BUT yesterday there was an envelope from the North Pole.

I thought Mr. Polar Bear saw my blog and decided to send me a card. Gee was I excited.

It wasn’t Mr. Bear. It was a card from Mr. Santa Paws.

Here is the card from Mr. Paws

Mr. Paws confirmed that I have been a good boy and he has seen my name on his list

Wow, I am sooooooooo excited and have been jumping for joy every moment I think of the North Pole card

Thank you Mr. Paws
(Hope to see you and the reindeers in 11days)

Animal Christmas Cheer

2006-12-07T16:38:00.000+08:00

How to cats greet each other at Christmas?
"A furry merry Christmas & Happy mew year!"

What do you call a cat on a beach at Christmas?
Sandy Claws!

Why couldn't the cat work out how to use her new video?
She kept pressing paws!

Woman: Excuse me, do you have a kitten for my little girl?
Assistant: Sorry, madam, we don't do swaps.

Which animal should you not play cards with?
A cheetah!

What kind of bird can write?
A PENguin!

Where do penguins go to dance?
At the snowball

What do baby penguins sing when their father brings fish home?
Freeze a jolly good fellow

Where do polar bears go to vote?
At the North Poll

How do you start a polar-bear race?
Say 'Ready! Teddy! Go!'

What's white, furry and smells of mint?
A polo bear

What do polar bears eat for lunch?
Ice burgers

What are polar bears' favourite dessert?
Baked Alaska

What do sheep say to Santa?
Seasons bleatings!

How do sheep greet each other at Christmas?
Merry Christmas to ewe!

How do Mexican sheep say Merry Christmas?
Fleece Navidad!

What is a sheep’s Christmas carol
We wish ewe a Merry Christmas

Mum, Can I have a dog for Christmas ?
No you can have turkey like everyone else !

What did the dog get for Christmas?
A mobile bone!

What do you do if your dog has ticks?
Don't wind him up!

Who is never hungry at Christmas ?
The turkey - he's always stuffed !

What do vampires put on their turkey at Christmas ?
Grave-y !

Why was the Turkey in the pop group?
Because he was the only one with drum-sticks!

This turkey's disgusting!
Well, you asked for a foul roast!

How did the chickens dance at the Christmas party ?
Chick to chick !

Why did the chicken cross the football pitch?
Because the referee whistled for a fowl!

And as the reindeer say before they tell you jokes ....
These jokes will sleigh you!

Did Rudolph go to a regular school?
No, he was "elf"-taught!

How does Rudolph know when Christmas is coming?
He looks at his calen-"deer"!

What do reindeer hang on their Christmas trees?
"Horn"-aments!

Which of Santa's reindeer has bad manners?
"Rude"-olph!

Why is Prancer always wet?
Because he's a "rain"-deer!

A rabbit's favourite Christmas song?
'Lettuce with a gladsome mind'

What did the police do when the hares escaped from the zoo?
They combed the area!

What drink do frogs like best?
Croaker-cola!

My Letter to Santa Paws

2006-12-06T11:24:00.000+08:00

Dear Santa Paws

I hope you and Mrs. Paws are doing well.

I have tried very hard to be a good dog this year and I am sure I have been a very good boy; I want to tell you a few things I would like to have for Christmas.

First, I would like to have a strong tummy, so I can have all the food on the table.

On the subject of food, can I have gourmet treats (with no artificial preservatives) to last me for the whole year

As for toys, will you please bring me one of those heavy-duty tug toy.

For wellbeing, I would love a life time membership to a spaw ( should mom find a good one).

If you cannot bring me the above, I have 3 very special personal wishes. I certainly hope you can grant them. They are
1) Rafv and Tommy to make up and be best of pals again.
2) Help Herbie overcome his fear of cats
3) Hope you bring lots of foodies for all the doggies who do not have a home
4) Wish my mom and godma will win the jackpot (this is a combine wish from Huskee and I)

I look forward to seeing you on Christmas Eve (still hopeful you bring the treats). I promise not to chase the reindeer but shout ‘howlo’ before you come and place my pressies / wishes under the tree.

I will be sure to leave you cookies and milk on Christmas Eve. And also home made oatmeal cookies for Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner/Donder, Blitzen, and Rudolph

Thank you Santa

Loads of tail wags and licks
Scuba

PS. please, please don’t let my mom make me wear those silly Christmas attire.

The 2Ws of Christmas

2006-12-04T09:34:00.000+08:00

It is not Woof Woof.

Rather, I it is about Christmas being White or Warm.

White Christmas

My godbrother, Muscles is freezing in Boston, MA

My friends Maddie and Buddy who are in Canada are also freezing and they are telling me their paws are sooooo cold.

I shall not tell Rafv, the 3 of you are ROUGHING (sorry about the pun but I am sure this will put a smile on Auntie R’s aka Rafv’s mummy’s face) it out in the snow.

If ever there is an 'exchange program', I am sure Rafv will be the first to put up his paw.
Rafv will love to be in the snow……..unfortunately, he is in the wrong country. Or the human will say: he is in the wrong place a the wrong time (Gee, a double whammy for him)

Hand in hand with the Ws, are the 2S (SNOW and SUN)

3 breeds i.e. Bull Terrier, Siberian Husky and Golden Retriever) enjoying themselves in the SNOW

Pictures compliment from:
http://www.siberianhuskies.net/husky_pictures10.html, http://www.kateconnick.com/postcards/snowgold0304.jpg, http://www.bullterrier.kiev.ua/photo40/011.html

Warm Christmas

My mate Opy who is down under is definitely not liking the heat and I don't blame him. Sometimes the weather in Singapore is like that (I don't mind the heat but it is the humidity that gets to everyone)

My friends and I have no idea what it is like to be in the snow or what it is like to be freezing. The above pictures of this white stuff all around does not give me a comfortable feeling (unlike the Siberian Huskies and the Golden Retrievers, I don’t have much hair) .

I may not like the white stuff on the ground but I sure do love the yellow round ball up in the sky - the SUN

Because of the SUN, we had a picnic outing last Saturday and we had so much fun.

A little about the yellow round ball;
Light and heat from the sun are the basis of life on earth. Sunlight drives plant life via photosynthesis, and animals survive by eating plants.

This yellow round ball is very old - it is about 4.6 billion years old. It is also very far away. Mom said it is 93,000,000 miles (is this how far I am to Muscles, Ms Sunhade, Opy, Marvin and my other doggie friends)

Should the sun gets too hot, have no fear, my girlfriend Miss Sunshade will be happy to give you the pawfect advice.

Isn't she a charmer?

The same 3 breeds basking in the SUN

We would like to generate a warm Christmas greeting to our friends who are enjoying the cold white Christmas

Wherever we are, just remember the warmth from our owners are special. Much more special then the rays from the yellow round ball in the sky.

Christmas cards

2006-12-02T14:29:00.000+08:00

This is scarry…………. I have received more than 10 Christmas cards from my buddies and I have not even started.

We all know, Herbie has finished doing his cards and had sent them out too. I must say, Herbie is a jolly good friend. He came over on Wednesday to help me and Auntie Sam with the cards.

By Thursday, I was only half way through.

Herbie came over to help again. Boy this is strenuous and in no time, we were both tired.. Herbie said, “It is ok to rest for a while” That was it, we both fell asleep and Auntie Sam was left to finish the cards.
(Hebie is in the background)

I was woken up later as Auntie Sam need to stick the stamps onto the card, and what was my job – YOU GOT IT – STUCK MY TONGUE OUT to help.
(please can I have some water)

I am sure by next week; most of my friends will receive a card each from me with lots of licks (on the stamp)

Christmas is coming

2006-11-29T16:52:00.000+08:00

Well, here are my wishes and what I (and my friends) will do over this festive season

1) Watch over my home

2) Don’t leave us out of any parties

3) Ok we will allow you to dress us up for Christmas

4) Allow us to indulge on yummy food (ham, turkey, egg nog)

5) I promise to guard all the pressies under the tree (especially the food pressies)

6) Send out Christmas cards
Guess I better get going on those Christmas cards. I have already received half a dozen of them. Thank goodness, I have Auntie S. She is helping me with the cards.

I am looking forward to Christmas

I got nominated for photo and awesome blog!!!!! MOI

2006-11-18T11:53:00.000+08:00

Onion and Opy told me I have been nominated for Photo of the month and Awesome Blog –

I have been thinking about this nomination and thinking and thinking

Moi. How can it be me? Did you guys make a mistake?

And reflected on what I have done to deserve this.

Yes that’s me reflecting ( good reflection isn’t it)

Oh no, guess which picture my buddies use for photo of the month
Yes, the spoilt lazy me

Well what can I say but a big thank you for nominating me and voting for me.

Anyone else out there who think I deserve this?

Before and After

2006-11-16T22:14:00.000+08:00

Herbie’s M and MM are on holidays and he mentioned in his blog that he would be fed at my place. Herbie has been enjoying himself at my place. Today, there were 5 of us at home - Rafv, Herbie, Jack, Joey and I. We had a ball of a time.

Somehow, the human conversation turned on Herbie. "Oh Herbie, you look fat", "Herbie did you put on weight", "Look at you Herbie, you have lost your waist" blah blah blah blah.

How can Herbie put on weight only having spend 3 days at my place? Well we doggies didn't think Herbie put on weight. We will prove them wrong.

Pictures of Herbie, before he came to my place

Not sure what happened to Herbie. After 3 days at my place, Herbie was too lazy or maybe tired, to sit and let mom take pictures of him. Well the human has got to understand that we play the whole day so Herbie must be tired. Anyway, she decided to take some shots of him lying down.

Auntie G and Auntie W said Herbie has definitely put on weight.

Rafv, Tommy, Jack, Joey and I said NAY NOT AT ALL. Then those evil owners of ours decided to put Tommy and Herbie together ….. to prove that they were right.

This is Tommy

And here is Tommy and Herbie (side by side)

Hang on a minute. Herbie is not FAT - just the human 'puff' up his brown fur (and they brush Tommy's hair) UNFAIR UNFAIR UNFAIR

Well where is this fat Herbie? He is not fat. He is the same size as Tommy. Darker hair made Tommy look slimmer - that's all.

Of course, poor Herbie was not happy at all. He was worried Auntie S and Mom will cut down on his food.

Don’t you worry Herbie. Auntie S has not see these pictures so I am sure she will continue to feed you.

Cheer up old chum

Bully came to play with me

2006-11-09T18:02:00.000+08:00

I was sleeping with my favorite toy and was dreaming of bull terriers playing

….when ………

Abracadabra

Bully awakened me.

Mom decided to take this picture of us (with my sleepy droopy eyes)

I have never seen a dog so full of energy (Auntie G calls her a hurricane and Uncle C calls her a missile).

1) She insist on dancing with me

2) Playing with me (non- stop)

3) Kising me

4) Demanding that I kiss her back (FEMALES arghh)

Phew!!!! That was tiring. Finally she allowed me to rest

She left the next day and I am missing her. Wonder when she is coming back to play with me.

A day out at the reservoir and why humans should change their behaviour

2006-11-06T08:58:00.000+08:00

There are humans that do not like us going to the reservoir and I do not understand why these people are so selfish. After all, the reservoir is a shared community space.

Well, on 22 Oct, a Mr. Kee-Thour Chin wrote to the Straits Tmes about banning pets from reservoirs.

On page 43 of yesterday’s newspaper, under ‘Don’t let pets pollute water’, a nice Uncle Nguan-Sen Tan (Director of Catchment and Waterways – Public Utilities Board) responded by saying ‘the public should refrain from activities that will dirty our water catchment’. He is right about the public (which means human).

I strongly think, the public must change their behaviour. Saturday, I saw a middle age man fishing in the reservoir and he spat into the water. My question is “Spitting into the water is more hygienic than we pooing on the grass?” (Mind you, we always go out with our owners. who takes poo bags with them). I have never ever seen any dogs near the water so, how do we pollute the water? My feeling is; this Mr. Chin does not like animals, which means he is not compassionate and kind (mom’s favourite phrase. She always say, people who don’t like animals are not compassionate and kind)

Our visit to Peirce Reservoir

Anyway, it was a humid day on Saturday, so mom, Uncle C and Auntie R decided to take Rafv and me to a place with open space and let us have some fun so we headed for Peirce Reservoir.

Pierce Reservoir, which is only about a 7mins walk from my house, was originally named the Kalang River Reservoir because it was impounded across the lower reaches of the Kalang River in 1910. In 1922, the reservoir was renamed to Pierce Reservoir, after Mr. Robert Peirce who was the municipal engineer of Singapore from 1901-1916.

It is Singapore's second reservoir. The forest surrounding the reservoir is protected as a water catchments’ reserve.

Pierce Reservoir is Rafv’s favourite place because it is here where he can talk to the monkeys.

Source: http://www.moblog.com.sg/blogger/blog.asp?uid=5680501C-1EB1-400A-B2CA-711ABC9C3647&bid=76325FE3-B751-447B-8CF5-C87B49E9ADB3

I have seen many people feeding the monkeys but mom said it is an offence. Feeding the monkeys can change their dietary habits and make them aggressive.

She said the monkeys have sufficient food in the nature reserves i.e. fruits and nuts. She continues by saying that if the human do not stop feeding them, culling the monkeys may become necessary and I certainly hope not.

Back to us; we had a great walk. People were enjoying themselves – having picnic, fishing and playing football.

'Can I join you guys kicking the ball? '

I was tired and thirsty from the walk and sights.

'Can I have a drink please?'
Response: “Of course you can. You are at the reservoir – plenty of water out there”

'But I don’t want to jump in. I prefer to drink it from a bowl'

Of course we did have our own water from the bowl.

Finally, we can take a break and the look of contentment

Mobile blogging through The Sony Ericsson K800i

2006-11-04T22:48:00.000+08:00

My mom got a new phone - The Sony Ericsson K800i and she know nothing about linking my blog to her phone.... she is not so smart is she (oops who said that)

Thank goodness Herbie's M came round for dinner and she assisted in linking the blog with SUCCESS. Thank you Auntie S

Below is a picture (guess what) taken by the old phone (K750i) during the FIFA season

Halloween

2006-10-30T23:10:00.000+08:00

Halloween is one of the oldest holidays dating back to thousand of years.

Source: http://www.ezpumpkinpainting.com/

Halloween was celebrated at my house last Sunday. Welcome to the Halloween doghouse

Source: http://www.haunteddoghouse.com/Halloween_Pict.html

Mom got pumpkins back and together with Auntie Sam, they made pumpking treats for me and my friends. Do you know pumpkin is a fruit? It helps in the firming of doggies’ stool and also constipation ( a wonder fruit for both needs).

Put some tealight candles inside and see how beautiful it look.

This is Rafv and I with some Haloween's stuff. I did't quite like the hairband - kinda look silly on me.

Rafv was made to hold the basket and wear the pumpkin hat (Auntie Ryoko this is specially for you)

Where are the treats? - in the basket of course and I want to be closer. Can I please?

Yes and I had some and they were yummy. Great with the drinks, on the bar too. Hic Hic (Can doggies have alchohol?)

I think Herbie will post some of his pictures. Go read Herbie's blog

My new chair cum bed

2006-10-27T16:56:00.000+08:00

Introducing my very own health chair, THE OGAWA Fujiiryoki.

This chair comes with 24 air bags and 5 levels of strength adjustment (My body can only take the very mild strength).

It has the following features too:
1) Shoulder massage
2) Innovative pneumatic and mechanical synchronized massage function
3) Pneumatic Sole Massage (which I can never reach)
4) Innovative3D Mechanical massage (for customization)

Ok ok, what was my strategy to have mum get this for me?

1)The haze over Singapore has made me very very lazy (massage would do me good)

2)Posting that my friends have invaded my bed and I’ve got no where else comfortable to sleep.

I have been a SUPER complainer always telling my mom that I don’t have a comfy device to lie on

3)Diving my fishy brother has been monitoring my swimming cum diving activities (I am struggling to get out of the water…..those muscles of mine are aching)

Yippee. Hooray
Mum said this new massage chair is mine to lie on (Thank you mum heaps and I love you)

First, I have to learn how to work the remote control. It wasn't easy and I was getting frustrated

But after a while (like all boys), I am use to it

Just under 5mins, I am on my way to snoozeland. SILENCE !!!!

I am convince that all doggies must have a massage chair

New Family Member

2006-10-22T22:33:00.000+08:00

Like Jay and Jaffe, I have a new family member.
No, it is not a little puppy and neither is it a guinea pig. It does not have 4 legs

Here it is, let me introduce my (forever wet) brother, DIVING (Everyone at home think my brother should be call DIVING because I am SCUBA)

Mom said we both have loads in common
1) we are fighters (hehe DIVING is a fighting fish and I am supposedly born to fight)
2) we live in our own little world
3) we are slow in our movement (to me that is conserving our energy).

Well !! Well !! I thought that was it. DIVING is to stay in his little tank. BUT NO – he has decided to teach me a thing or two about the water (aka the sea).

On his 3rd day with us, he decided to teach me how to jump and fly in the water.

I did not do very well with the jumping and the flying and always come up looking disgruntled

This weekend, it was walking on water

Not bad – I think I can do that quite well.

Boy let me tell you, was I tired at the end of each exercise.

Don’t fool with DIVING.

Can I pleeeeeease have my bed back?

2006-10-19T08:59:00.000+08:00

Dogs have their own personal comfort zone. It varies from dog to dog.

The humans like us have their comfort zone too and I believe they call it personal space.

I need my personal space in this case, MY BED.

I love my friends to visit or have them stay over, but I am not terribly excited when they take over my comfy bed.

They all seem to be attracted to my wee tartan print bed. WHY!! WHY!! WHY!!

My mom believe in generosity, good, proper upbringing so whenever my friends come over (and mind you, invade my bed), she always say,
“Its OK sweetheart, I would like for you to share your things. If they find comfort in your little bed, let them sleep on it".

Some pictures of my friends invading my bed;

Here are Huskee, Joey and Jack

Well at least Bully is willing to share (hmmm I mean I am willing to share my bed with Bully – moi not so happy as you can see)

How on earth can Rafv find comfort in my bed (he is just too big for it)

Well not only are the dogs interested.....but my siblings the cats too
Pepper my brother

Ginger my sister

So where do I sleep – on mom’s bed (pretty obvious isn’t it)

I love all bed just like my friends love mine.

Live to eat / chew or being eaten / chew alive

2006-10-10T18:17:00.000+08:00

When I was a pup, I was given a hamburger (unfortunately as a toy and not as food)

and I always have my favourite dingo bone to chew on

...........and now that I am all grown up, my friends want to eat me.

Rafv, the Siberian Husky goes for my ears (there is a dish locally called 'kway chap' and they serve pig's ears)

Bully the Bull Terrier, after my hind legs (think she is eating 'ther kah' - another local favourite i.e. pig's trotters)

The 2 Golden Retrievers after my face (oops not in any local dishes so not sure why GRs love my face)

I know I may look like a pig but that is no excuse for wanting to eat me.

(below is me praying) - Can someone out there please help me? I don't want to end up in any one's pot or dish.

Where do we go when one or both of our parents go away?

2006-10-04T14:29:00.000+08:00

Scuba's house of course!!!!

Gee whiz was I busy trying (you see, I use the word trying, meaning attempting) to play or be a good host to all my friends.

August (beginning) - Tommy
His parents went on their honeymoon (gosh I am not sure this is the number what honeymoom maybe 5th) to Phuket, Thailand

August (end) - Jack & Joey
Auntie G went away for 4days to Bangkok, Thailand.

September - Bully
Her parents went away for a week ALSO to Thailand. I wonder if they were playing a a rock concert somewhere in Thailand

End September beginning October - Rafv and Buddy
Rafv's mummy went back to Japan. He sure miss mummy. He has decided to dream about her. Yes he has been really slack these days, sleeping all the time

Buddy parents were away. Buddy only come in the evening

Another end September beginning October stay over - Huskee
Huskee was made legitimate during this period. Yes his mama and papa finally got married. Congratulations Auntie S and Uncle M. Oh and also congratulation to Huskee too on your new status. So you are now Huskee Keebo Chan-Lee.
Huskee's ma, maid, grandma and grandpa were worried about Huskee's stay over coz he never ever stay away from his family.
After 3days with us, he didn't want to go home. He was so attached to Auntie S. Everywhere she went, he followed. Auntie S sure have a way with all my friends.

October - this is a scarry scarry thought. MOI
My mom is going away this weekend(where!!! need you ask - THAILAND. What is happening there?) Jack and Joey's HS were there before the coup, Bully's owner were there during the coup and now mom is going after the coup. MUST BE A CONSPIRACY.
Anyway mom, forget it, they have already found an interim Prime Minister.

Whose gonna look after me? Or whose house am I going?

If I have to stay over, can I please not go to Jack & Joey's house...please pretty please. "Dear God I promise to be a good boy. I will come when I am call. I will try not to be a statue at the park. Please god don't let mum put me at J&J's house. I can't stand the thought of SO LITTLE FOOD. If I have a choice, can I go to Herbie's. Thank you God"

Boy do I not look sad?

This is not the end. Come November, I am going to have Herbie
(hey Herb, how about a deal. I go over this weekend and you can come over in November when your parents go away). Herbie has now learn how to show his teeth. He has been getting special training.

I was horrified (you can see from the expression on my face) that my calm friend has learn the art of aggression. His Art of Aggression is taught by Rafv and Tommy

psssst Herbie told me last night, that his parents are going to China.

Tagged again - NO WAY!!!!! ( and no escape)

2006-09-18T14:48:00.000+08:00

Huskee has tagged me. What is going on??? I don't mind tug but I don't like tag because tugging means play and tagging means I have to say somethig about myself.

See what I mean about tugging. Love the game (jaw exercise)

Now back on the subject matter. They have changed the rule and now, I have to list 5 things that make a true doggie friend..

1) Must not bark at my friends when they are at my main door
2) Always share my food, treats and toys with my friends when they visit or when I see them at the park
3) Generous with licks and kisses for doggies and our owners
4) Stay over welcome when my friends' parents are out of town or need a break
5) High Success rate in 'introducing' my friends to cats

I tag Tommy, Jack (through Joey), Jaffe, Chewie (through Rafv) and Bear Bear.

Good luck.

Our owners are so creative

2006-09-13T11:40:00.000+08:00

Yes I am English (but born in Melbourne, Australia and move to Singapore when I was 3months old). Doesn't matter where I was born or bred. I am still a true blue ENGLISH BULL TERRIER (MINIATURE)

And yes SCUBA (S elf C ontain U nderwater B reathing A pparatus) is my name. My parents met at Scuba Diving lessons hence the name

Ok enough of me:

How about Rafv, and all the Siberian Huskies living in hot Singapore? Where can they go, that they can call home ….. yes you got it THE FRIDGE

What about Sharpies who try to camouflage themselves

….. and the maltese cross shih tzu (aka Huskee) who thinks he need a good clean

And the bull terrier who need to look macho i.e. like riding a Harley Davidson

At the end of the day, hopefully we all don’t end up on someone’s bun (why do they call sausages - hotdog? !!!)

Condolences to the families of Rocky and Morris

2006-09-11T10:17:00.000+08:00

I was told last week that 2 friends whom I have never met – Rocky and Morris had passed on. Mom knew Aunty Marty (Rocky’s mummy), and mom was saddened by the news.

That night before we went to bed, both mom and I just hug each other and we prayed and talked about Rocky and Morris. Mom said they were friends forever (in life and in death) and they are now in a nice place in doggie’s heaven.

Both Rocky and Morris were bullies from Canada and they were STARS in their own special way.

Rocky was a very special dog to Aunty Marty and family. He never failed to put a smile on Aunty Marty’s face. He was always in show rings but he was not allowed to participate because he was nuetered and also he was a funny size - too big for a minature and too small for a standard male. How strange!!! that sounds like me. I am a miniature bull terrier too but often people think I am a standard for I am almost 23kgs (for a miniature). Well at least I know there was someone out there who shared the same fate like me. Besides that, he was also very involved in fundraising for bullies who needed financial aid to ensure they were given a chance to find homes that will love them. BRAVO and three cheers for Rocky.

If you wish to visit Auntie Marty’s website, you may go to: http://www.btshoppingmall.com/ , or click on my link under “ Bull Terrier Shopping Mall”

Aunty Marty, Uncle Fred and Madison sure do miss him loads. You will be in our thoughts and prayers.

Morris – he is a celebrity. His book will be out soon. If you like to read about him, the book is called “A GUIDE DOG FOR THE THICK – The misadventures of Morris”. The book is written by Morris’ owner Terry Doe

Source of picture: http://www.mediaboek.nl/product/19834_A+guide+dog+for+the+Thick*

They were be missed by both of us and all those who knew them. God bless both of them.

Wine and Cheese Party....continue from Herbie's blog

2006-09-09T14:18:00.000+08:00

More pictures of us (as requested by Herbie in his post on the 5th September).

Yes that’s us finishing the cheese on the cheese board.

Yummy they are tongue licking good. Are there any more?

Guess not. We had our fill. With our tummy fill up, we think lying down is the next best thing.
See how contented we are.

Night night all. Until the next cheese and wine party

The 3 Musketerriers

2006-09-02T14:19:00.000+08:00

As you, all know by now, both Jack and Joey (J&J) came to stay with me.

For starter, Auntie S made us lie down together so she can have a ‘family’ picture

We had great fun (besides Auntie S’ 4 days vigorous exercises).

Let me tell you why; everyone knows that, staying over at Scuba’s house equals putting on weight. So Auntie S decided to make us exercise – besides the 3 long walks we have during the day).

The exercises are - Stretching

(As you all know, Joey is the only active one so he didn’t have to do the next couple of exercises – lucky him)

Standing for Jack (to strengthen his hind legs)

And me … yes I had to jump like 100times

Phew!!! After that Auntie S allow us to do whatever we want to do. Since we are all charge up now, we run round the house like 3 crazy dogs

Tag tag tag

2006-08-16T11:05:00.000+08:00

Goodness gracious – why do you guys have to tag a lazy dog like me. Worst, I can’t tag any of my friends’ coz they are all used (that was my mom’s fault. She went away and took her laptop with her. By the time I read everyone’s blog, it is too late).

Well according to everyone’s blog, this is how we play the game

1. The player of this game starts with "5 weird things/habits about yourself."
2. Then player tag 5 friends and list their names.
3. The furries who get tagged need to write on their blogs about their 5 weird things/habits, as well as state this rule clearly, then tag 5 more victims.
4. Don't forget to leave your victim a comment that says "you're tagged!" in their comments and tell them to read your blog.

My 5 weird habits

1. Statue is my second name. I can stand very still for hours even with distractions all around me.

2. I am a creature of habit. At 0730am, I get up to have my breakfast (usually cheese and milk). Come 5pm, I will be at the kitchen waiting for my meal to be served. Then at 9.30pm, I will be facing (literary with my face against the door) my bedroom door hoping and anticipating someone will open the door.

3. I am name Scuba for a reason. I love swimming – dry swimming (not mahjong) on the carpet. I will pretend to swim and bob my head up ever so often to try to breath.

4. I love face massage…. by bigger dogs. I would stick my face in all the bigger dogs’ mouth to have the well deserved massage.

5. Peace no fight. Kissing is my specialty. I love kissing human and dogs alike. If there is a fight, I will be there – squeezing in between the 2 fighting dogs and start to kiss them. When there are no dog fights, let me tell you, my kisses are intense so much so, my aunties think I am cleaning their dogs’ teeth.

Who shall I tag. Hmmmmmm I will tag Alpha, Beta, Charlie, Delta and Echo (my imaginary friends).

Birthdays

2006-08-10T07:17:00.000+08:00

Cakes, flowers, presents, treats and all things nice

A birthday is the date on which a person was born. It is customary in many cultures (including the doggie culture) to celebrate the anniversary of one's birthday in some way, for example by having a birthday party with friends in which gifts are given. It is also customary to treat someone especially well and generally accede to their wishes on their birthday.

Talking about gifts, I had loads of nice gifts on my birthday. Because of my breed, I love chewing and you can see from the video which gift is most sort after

My mom tried to give me this sashimi treat (even open it) and I am not interested. I prefer the Dingo bone.

My mom was also thrill with her gifts. A particular someone (who truly love the both of us), gave mom ‘some kind of a pony’.

She has been asking “how do I maintain this?” Everyone said “give the pony a brush every time Scuba has one”. At first, I almost died. The thought of me having competition at home was too much but ‘NEIGH’. Then the other thing that cross my mind was going to bed with a female horse (I am not sure about the sex of this thing and am assuming it is female), would give me nightMAREs.

When I got introduce to this ‘animal’, I was so relieved. It was a handbag (or purse, since the particular someone is American) made of pony hair. I thought pony or horses, pull carriages but this one has a COACH tied to it. Auntie G said the hair comes from the pony’s tail (phew my hair is short. Look out all you long hair dogs).

This is a better picture in the website

The Lions and lioness are all around me (besides the Siberian Huskies).

2006-08-04T15:54:00.000+08:00

I am referring to those born in August (before the 24th) …..which I believe falls under the zodiac sign of Leo.

The majestic lion (we doggies are no less for we are GRAND)

Wow, from what I know, they are the most dominant, spontaneously creative and extrovert of all the zodiacal characters. Besides that, they are also ambitious, courageous, dominant, enthusiastic, kind, strong willed, positive, independent, self-confident and warm. Thank goodness, I don’t believe in stars (I am the STAR).

First let me talk about the LIONS. My 3 friends Joey, Huskee and Tommy are born under that Big Cat sign. They both are celebrating their birthday tomorrow in Sentosa. Happy Barkday Joey, Huskee and Tommy.

Talk about lions they are tenacious and indeed, both Joey and Tommy are tenacious where balls are concern.

I got Tommy a blue ball but decided to keep it for myself. Anyway, he can play with it if he comes over

To be fair, Joey is courageous too – that is why he is with the SCDF in search and rescue.

Tommy on the other hand is energetic (boy has he got loads of them) and dominant that is why he always win when comes to disagreement.

Oh and Huskee. He is strong willed and I believe that’s why he get’s everything.

Next, let me talk about the Lioness in my life (I love them all)

To begin, there is my mom. Let me tell you, she is the ALPHA in my life. Definitely ambitious, strong willed. independent and self confident. She runs and controls my life. Quite fiery at times if I may add (not only is she the Lioness but she is born under the Sun’s number – OUCH).

My 2 lioness are my godmothers. I have 2 (one Singaporean and the other one Japanese).

My Singaporean godmother is lovely. She makes meat patties for me once maybe twice a week. I think she bears the softer side of the lion – warm and enthusiastic. The other one is my Japanese godmother. She is tenacious and has a passion for luxury….very DEAR to me (hehe, I mean she has expensive taste)

Last but not least, my god-aunt (I think that is what she is to me, after all she is my Singaporean godmother’s sister). She is sincere, genuine and trusting

Here they are: My 2 godmothers and godaunt

Lions do have a naughty side too. (Check this out) - They have a strong sex drive and are so attracted to the opposite sex that they find it hard to be constant; they can be so intensely sexual as to become dissolute. They may have numerous love affairs for their love of pleasure and beauty is liable to drive them from one attractive partner to another. Hmmmmm, let me check with all the 4 lioness to see if this is true.

My 2 friends, Huskee and Max came to visit

2006-07-24T09:26:00.000+08:00

What a weekend – 2 guests visited me (one I had not seen for a looooooooong time and one complete stranger).

Huskee (my Little Big Brother). This is Huskee’s 2nd visit to my house. He was kept busy by his nose – smelling the carpet (Yes, Huskee, the smell are from friends who visit me regularly).

He was so excited. Can’t keep still. You can see from the picture – he wants to wander off again

Look at that cheeky face. He pee-ed on my doggy bank

Below picture is my piggy (no my doggie) bank (doesn’t he look so much like me – how can anyone mark my ‘twin’). Huskee, don’t tell anyone but I pee-ed over yours hahaha.

Now, for my 2nd guest. He is Max (pretty common name in the doggy world). Max is 5months old and he is indeed a very lucky dog. He was adopted from ASD.

Before coming to my house, mom thought it was a good idea to introduce us and see how we take to each other, so she took me to Max’s house.

"Hello Max, I am Scuba. Really nice meeting you".

We hit it off real well. After ‘inspecting’ each other, we even had a game of football (we both can’t decide who was going to be the goalkeeper)

Talking about energy, Max is so full of it. I was exhausted and he still wants to play.

"Hey go ask the maid to get me some water please"

He does look skinny and I made no qualms for telling him that. I said " you look a wee bit skinny. Better get you over to my place for fattening.

That's us at the end of the day

Yippy Home alone (Yup yup 3dogs and 2 cats)

2006-07-14T16:44:00.000+08:00

I woke up yesterday morning and was greeted by not 2 cats but 2 doggies.

Jack and Joey spent yesterday with me. Thursday 13th July was a day to remember – no human.
ONLY 3 terriers and 2 cats (yes the 3 terriers oops, I mean terrors chased Auntie S away).

For those who know Jack, he ALWAYS announces his arrival whether he is at home, at the park, at my house or at any of our friends’ house. Surprise, surprise – Jack did not announce his arrival yesterday. Don’t mean to be rude but I slept till it was wake up time before I realized Jack and Joey were at my place. Jack always look COOL but he is the barky one.

Among the 3 terrors and the cats, we promise not to tell what we did at home (Auntie S, you better check anything that provides mental stimulus for thinking aka FOOD).

Check the meat section

Check the cookie jar

Check the fruits in the fridge (ohhhhh Jack and Joey love those bananas)

Check the treats department

Sorry Ginger and Pepper, we live in a clean house so no mousy for you. Knowing you guys, both of you are too lazy to chase the rats around...oh excuse me we live in harmony no chasing rats, no war no terrorising

I am sure even if we have them, you will live happily with them to the extent of sharing your milk.

“In dear” (where does mom want me to go – in the bedroom, in the kitchen, in the closet)

2006-06-30T11:57:00.000+08:00

I don’t know where my mom had gone to!!! Disappeared again. Leaving me at home. I'm Mr. Lonely again

Before she went away, there was something about her that didn’t make sense to me. I kept asking her where she was going and everytime, she says ‘in dear’ – Where does she want me to go? I am already IN the house. Does she want me to go in the bedroom, in the bathroom, in the kitchen – yeah good idea.

Anyway, it was a short trip. She left on Wednesday and just got back this morning.

She told me she was in a country where animals are tolerated or in fact highly regarded. Something about them walking / roaming on very busy roads.

She showed me pictures of some of the animals but I still don’t know where she went or what dog breed they were. Well at least one of them look a bit like me.

How come these animals are not leashed in public?

Siberian Bull Pawty (24th June 2006)

2006-06-25T14:31:00.000+08:00

Happy birthday to us Chewie, Rafv and I . Happpy birthday to US

No birthday is complete without the cakes. Yes indeed, 3 cakes for the 3 birthday boys ( I was told Rafv almost finished half his own cake whilst Chewie and I had to share ours – NOT FAIR). Jaffe’s Papa tried Chewies’ fruit cake too. Good for dogs good for human.

If you had read my previous post, you would have seen my birthday wish and Guess What, my wish came true ………Thunder (extreme right) whom I have not seen for ages came to the pawty. Oh I was so glad to see him. He got the most kisses from me.

As usual, the human wanted a doggie group photos (not many of my friends were coorperative) but then we tried……
My other friends who came were:

At the end of the party, my friends were given gift trays – compliments from the 3 birthday boys

The gift trays are filled with representation –
1) The numbers 3&4 you notice represents our age (4 for Rafv’s and 3 for me. Chewie’s 5, must be below somewhere)

2)The alphabets contain our names

3)Doggie shapes represents our friends

4) The star represents that all our friends are STARs

5) The round pattie represents my round butt wahahaha.

The goodies are all home cooked so I hope mom told everyone that it has to be refrigerated.

Thank you all for making us feel special yesterday.

Photos complements from Jaffe’s papa. Herbie’s mom and dad took some too which I will post later.

June – my birthday month

2006-06-21T00:01:00.000+08:00

Yes indeed. I will be turning 3 this Sunday.

When I turned ONE, I celebrated my birthday with 2 Siberian Huskies (Rafv and Thunder). I wonder where and how is Thunder? I haven't seen him for a looooooong time. If I am granted one wish, I would like to see Thunder again.

Last year, it was only Rafv and I (we had a McDonald's kids party.....I am serious)

The odds are with (not against and not even) me this year. This year (3rd), I will be celebrating my barkday with 2 Siberian Huskies.

Rafv and I

+ Chewie

The theme this year is Siberian Bull Pawty.

Auntie S is busy doing cookies and treats for my friends. I am not kidding she is really doing treats (drying meat and other stuff)

Barkdays are not barkdays without the cakes. And I know mom is baking 3 birthday cakes this Saturday.

Rafv, Chewie and I have told our owners who we wish to see and play with on our barkday pawty and I wonder if they take us seriously. If we miss out other friends, please accept our apologies. It is not intentional.

Noise / Action / Thoughts

2006-06-01T21:27:00.000+08:00

Noise
I do make pig sound, so say my mom and some of my aunties.

The sound I make is kind of a snarfling, snorfeling, and most time a grunting sighing noise like a pig. This is usually when I really want something, like attention or a treat.

Action
You have all seen my leopard / commando crawl.

The action is call creeping, creepy crawls, commando crawl, G.I. Joe or Sneaky Snake. It’s an act of me dragging myself around the house using only the forepaws. Sometimes back and forth in one place. I stop once a while to scratch (this is really my distraction) See video of my in action.

Thoughts
This is very common in Bull Terrier. For whatever reason in our minds, we like to stand under things (especially if it tickle our heads or backs) for a long period of time. We don’t do anything, we just stand there kind of like posing or we also look like we are deep in thoughts.

Apparently, this is call TRANCING

I love doing all the 3 things and that's why I am a Bullie.
(I am definitely a Bull Terrier – as this is common in Bullies)

Find the bone – brain booster (now you guys know why I am always thinking)

2006-05-20T12:42:00.000+08:00

Here you go. Figure it out
Scuba can’t remember where he buried his bone –
Is it under the rock, in the garden, under the porch, or under the tree?

If only one of the following sentences is true, where is Scuba's bone?
1. The bone is under the rock.
2. The bone is in the garden or under the tree.
3. The bone is under the rock or under the porch.
4. The bone is not in the garden.

Answer - The bone is in the garden.

Why?
If sentence #1 is true, then sentence #3 is also true, but only one sentence can be true, so both #1 and #3 are false-the bone is not under the rock or under the porch.

That leaves the garden and the tree, so let's look at sentences #2 and #4. If sentence #2 is true, then sentence #4 is false. That would leave us with just 1 true sentence, but is the bone in the garden or under the tree?

We know that sentence #4 is false, so the bone must be in the garden.

No no no, the bones(not the bone) are in my house.

Mom as usual consulted Dr H L Tan to see if I can be given the green light to chew on bones. Dr Tan said “Ok but must be BIG knuckle bones”

Abracadabra – bones appeared (Yes they are mine all mine)

…… then I heard mom telling Auntie Sam – “Herbie, Tommy, Rafv and Chewie can have them too. Well guess I have to share them with my friends.

My sister, Ginger helped me ‘sneak’ one out. The deal is, she keep a look out so that mom and Auntie S does not know one is missing and in return, she can sleep in my bed.

Yummy, I particularly love the Marrow and the cartilage

Some facts about
Marrow. Believe it or not, the marrow cavity of bone is composed mainly of fat and blood components... high quality nutrients, to be sure, but the minimal reward for scraping out a bit of fatty marrow hardly warrants the status of it being declared a daily requirement for a dog.

Cartilage is 50 percent collagen (a poorly digestible fibrous connective tissue) and mucopolysaccharides which are chains of glucose molecules in combination with mucous...whatever that means

Fantastic and delicious. Ginger can now share my bed. Now I am contented

What a treat after so long

It is pretty tiring chewing the bone. I am going to have a little snooze and hopefully dream of more bones to come.

Gifts from my god-papa

2006-05-15T09:22:00.000+08:00

Mom just got back from Atlanta, Georgia USA (she said it took her 28+hours door to door). I heard her talking about 2 Cs and 2 Kings in Atlanta. Yes she was talking about Atlanta being home to CNN and Coca Cola. The 2 Kings, well they were – Larry King (she had a picture taken with him) and Marin Luther King (she went to his museum. I think this King once said ‘I Have a Dream’ hehe - can't beat me, I am always dreaming and he was the symbolic leader of American Blacks involved with some civil rights movement). I didn’t know I was so knowledgeable.

Now, let’s turn to the subject matter Gifts from my god-papa. She came back with half a luggage (I certainly don’t mean a small luggage) of goodies for me. She said they were from my god-papa in Boston (you mean he visited her in Atlanta and not me here in Singapore. God-papa, how could you do this to me? I thought you love me loads - hmmmm!!!!- makes me wonder now).

I got a new collar, 2 leashes, T-shirt

and loads of rawhides (see some of the samplings) from my god-papa.

To be honest, the rawhide was to tell mom, never ever give me oxtail ever again. The collar, leash and T-shirt were from Harley Davidson – to improve my macho image. Mom said she had a debate with god-daddy. She wanted the spiky collar but god-daddy said it was not good for my bull terrier image (no use arguing with a woman – they always win so here I am stuck with the spiky collar).

The heart breaking news was when mom said “All these are your birthday presents”

Be nice mom, I can’t wait for one month (of course not, for I have master the art of Herbie’s ‘give me food look’ and YES I had one rawhide already). To be honest, I love my presents (so far) this year. I guess you may all have seen Joey’s posting on what I got for my birthday last year. Mom thought that was extravagant and she has been telling everyone not to buy expensive gifts for me this year.

Thank you god-papa for the wonderful gifts.

Beauty and the Beast

2006-05-03T14:58:00.000+08:00

I love these pictures because Auntie W and Auntie S look so beautiful next to me (aka the beast) and it will be a shame if I don't put the 2 pictures in my blog. That doesn't mean my other aunties are not beautiful. Just that I don't have their pictures (actually they are all shy). Please don't tell Auntie W I posted her picture because I haven't ask her for permission.

This is Auntie W. She is so drop dead gorgeous. She is so distractful when she is around because I can't keep my eyes off her. See even my eyes are turning blue.

I know you won't believe me but this is my nanny. She is the best looking nanny one could wish for. Unfortunately for her, she always walk me so and I can tell you, the guys don't even dare take a second look at her. She is mine and all mine

Talking about beast, my mom has this saying "All men are beasts but thank goodness we women love animals"

Lolo's 2nd birthday

2006-04-23T11:55:00.000+08:00

Lolo turned 2 yesterday.

Because Uncle J do not have a blog for Lolo, he has asked me to put up something for Lolo.

Mom has been busy lately and decided to bake a birthday cake for Lolo instead of buying her treats or toys.

Here is Lolo with her birthday cake. She look so sweet doesn't she and so 'lady' like?
but let me tell you, she is a tough cookie

Auntie S told me the main ingredient in her cake was lamb and since I could not afford to buy her a birthday gift, I have decided to offer her a dash of Pepper for the day (I am sure it will enhance the taste of the cake). ENJOY..... your present is right behind you.....the one with the glowing eyes

From Ginger & Pepper - "Have a Purrfect Birthday"
From ME - "Have a Pawfect Birthday"

Thanks for the party. Can I go to sleep now?

Even your brother, Chewie is tired

My favorite pastime

2006-04-21T13:41:00.000+08:00

Not shopping, not reading BUT sleeping

I have been listening to Auntie G and her beauty tips and most times, she says she loves her beauty sleep so like her, I love my beauty sleep too.

Unless there are distractions otherwise, I will spend the whole day sleeping or having power naps

Distractions like, when Bully was over at my place (see I even manage to convince her to have a nap)

……. Even when we are out, I don’t mind sleeping. If the sun is too strong, then I will ask any of my friends (in this case, it is Rafv) to cover my eyes. Oh I remember a song called Friends for life - see Rafv is not even sleeping. He just want me to be comfy and have a little snooze

In the evening, when it is not so hot, I will convince my friends to lie down beside me

When my friends come for dinner, my mom always accuse me of being a bad host because by 9.30pm, yawning dawns on me

......and my biological clock will make me wander off to my bedroom. There, hehe you see me waiting by the door hoping someone will open it

Sorry friends if I have been a bad host but I think Auntie G has good advice to give so I am following her advice.

Dogs in pig skin

2006-04-17T16:55:00.000+08:00

In Canada, there is an article in the Globe and Mail (http://www.theglobeandmail.com/) on April 15th Page A17, by a columnist Christie Blatchford on ‘Bullie for me, I’m getting a puppy’

Let me address her as Auntie Christie. Auntie Christie talked about her excitement of getting her first Bull Terrier pup. She said she is so captivated by the looks of the Bullie and how her currently round pup’s face will transform into the long egg-shaped snout typical of the breed.

She particularly “love the look of the white bull terrier — they look most like pigs (indeed, they're sometimes called dogs in pig skin) and their small black eyes gleam ever so much beadier”.

And not surprising my doggie friends’ owners have brand me into a ‘new breed’ – The Pig Bull Terrier (after so many ignorant humans refer to us as Pit Bull)

Source of puppy pictures: www.nextdaypets.com/directory/dogs/dog_picture/1100056/
Do we really look like pigs?

On beady eyes, I often thought all my friends’ moms and dads were teasing me about them until I saw this article

Do I really have beady eyes?

Let me know what you think?

Why am I name Scuba?

2006-04-09T10:18:00.000+08:00

SCUBA - Self Contained Underwater Breathing Apparatus. WOW what a mouthfull.

Self Contained - Yes, that is me. Definition: Having self-control; reserved; uncommunicative; wholly engrossed in one's self.

Underwater - I guess if you give me the right equipment, I can be in the water. Don't quite like the surface though.

Breathing - Pretty good at it or I will not be blogging

Apparatus - Everyone calls me a lean mean machine so there you go.

Actually, mom and dad met each other when they were scuba diving hence the name. And it is a tradition at home that if one Scuba passes on, the other dog will be name SCUBA (I am the second one)

What I wanted to say is, I don't like the sea and c'mon, some books on bull terriers says we can't swim because of our body mass.

As much as I don't like the sea, I don't have a choice Once our owners decide to go to the beach, we just have to tag along.

See how terrified I am in the water

...then water get into my ears

...............…and my eyes

Before I can see anything, I pray that the big bad wolf don't eat me

Thank goodness ...finally land

I will have to shake to dry myself off on the sand. Love the sand

Feels good when it brush against your belly

Only when I feel I am dry then I go enjoy myself

You guess it, by the time, I get home, I am totally knackered (like the English will say - hey I am English after all)

The Huskies in my life

2006-04-03T13:07:00.000+08:00

Not sure if I was a Huskie in my past life.

Om Ommmm - I have been meditating for the longest time and still haven't got an answer.

My life is / was surrounded by Huskies. Here goes..............

My very 1st friend (he is like my big brother. He comes to protect me if he thinks I am in danger. Many times I got him into trouble while playing with other dogs. I only need to 'cry' and he will dash from far and try to attack the dog I am playing with - thinking I am hurt). We both share the same birtday month and have been celebrating our birthdays together. He loves staying over at my place.

Then came 4 Huskie puppies (of course they are not mine......hehe just in case). I love them. They made me feel like a Big Brother. I even feel I had to protect them from my siblings. They were soooooo cute. I miss them. Out of the 4, I only see one quite regularly. Boy he is 'bigger' than me now. Auntie S love them loads too

Currently, staying with me now is yet another Huskie. My god, this one use to attack me for no reason when I first met him. Mind you, not once but a couple of times. Fate works in funny ways and he is at my house. Well I have been brought up to be forgiving so no worries here. After all he is nursing his health.

The last of the Huskies in my life is really a maltese cross shih tzu. His name is Huskee. Auntie Sh and Uncle M's little boy. I only met him once or twice when they brought him over to play with me. I haven't seen him for a long time now. I dont' know how to contact Auntie Sh (the last time I saw her, was on my discharge from the hospital and I was too zonked out to ask her). So if anyone knows her, let her know I miss Huskee and would love to see him again.

Uncle C told me a movie about Huskies is coming to the cinema soon. I am sure the DVD will find its way to my house. With my luck, I am definitely, positively sure.
I love Siberian Huskies but I don't want to be one of them or I will freeze to death with my little coat of hair

Face massage

2006-04-01T13:58:00.000+08:00

I love to have face massages. There are only 2 of my friends who give superb face massage - Herbie and Rafv.

The humans are normally worried when I have those massages but hey my face feels so good after that. Can I have more please?

My siblings (Ginger & Pepper)

2006-03-30T18:51:00.000+08:00

Let me introduce my 'hot' siblings - Ginger (you can tell from the colour)and Pepper (white pepper). Thank goodness my mom didn't name me Chilly or she will have all the hot spices in the house

Yes, you all know by now. Auntie G is my sister's (Ginger) new godmother. I am happy for her. She is the bossy one in the house.

Believe me, when I was a little pup, this Big Sister was tough on me. To begin with, she taught me how to respect her, to listen to her. Thank goodness mom didn't ask her to train me. Well that is not all true, she train me to play 'dead' (as you can see from the picture) she pawed me, crawl over me to make sure I am really 'dead'. Well the one thing I pick up from kitty habit is the art of kneading. Yes so much so that everyone knows that if I knead on my pillow, I am going to fall asleep.
Thank you big sister, I will always remember what you taught me. As you can see, at home she is my best friend.

You have read in Joey's blog that my siblings sleep on hard floors. I can assure you that is not the case. Look who is sleeping on my bed (with me) and who is cuddling up with me in my room.

The 3 of us do try to squeeze into my bed but unfortunately, there is not much space for us all. I know Joey doesn't see everything that goes on at home so I don't blame him.

Maybe one day, Auntie G should bring Ginger home to bond with her godbrothers. I told Ginger that Joey and Jack have new beds and she is ok to go over and try your new bed.

They are my siblings and of course I love them very much.

Ouch - No more hospital

2006-03-30T18:24:00.000+08:00

I know, this is long overdue. Auntie R took a picture of me after my surgery - My stay at the hospital begin. U can see, I was so doopy, I just want to sleep but every 2hours, I have visitors (moms and dads of my friends).

Auntie S took pictures of my stitches. Look pretty awful isn't it.

Yes now I am fully recovered.

Yin & Yang

2006-03-27T17:59:00.000+08:00

I hope my mom is not reading this or she will flip.

Last weekend, she went away (yes again). Didn't tell me where she went.

In her absence, I invited a female friend over. Her name is Kurochan. You all guest it, she is black and I am white (i.e. yin and yang).

I didn't know she is sooooooooooooo greedy. She growled at Chewie (my Huskie friend staying over) over Chewie's food. You can imagine. She became an immediate enemy of C.

I tried to be the perfect host by kissing her but she didn't quite like my kisses and told me off.

Auntie R told me not to worry and took us all (Rafv, Kurochan and I) to the park.

Stitches will be out soon and crawling to start

2006-03-12T15:39:00.000+08:00

I went to see Dr Tan yesterday morning. He said I am doing well and said:
1) Come back on Thursday to have the stitches remove
2) Try to ease him into solid food
3) (with a smile)No oxtail
4) Will be sometime before you give him a bone. Big knuckle bone please
5) Will give this little guy a vitamin jab

Hmmm the thought of missing my 4 meals a day is killing me. I wonder if Dr Tan meant 4X a day solid food.

Auntie S and mom weigh me at the vet and was REAL surprise I haven't lost any weight (hehe 4days without food). Auntie G said maybe it will take a few more days before the weight reduction appears on the scale. She also said, all of me is made of muscles so maybe that explains why my weight is still the same. Oh no!!!!!, hope they don't cut down on my food (Herbie, please help).

I am looking forward to Thursday. After that, I can do my 'leopard crawl' or the commando training.

My friends came to visit

2006-03-08T14:47:00.000+08:00

So good to see all my friends (Jack, Joey, Herbie and Rafv) last night. Tommy said he would come later but guess Uncle M and Auntie W were busy. But mom promised that Tommy will come later in the afternoon to spend the day and evening with me.

Auntie R, Auntie S, Auntie G, Uncle C, Uncle TCL came too (Can you bring me food next time you come please).

My godfather called from the US to see how I was doing. My mom said he had been very concern and I understand, he has been calling her almost every night since I went to the hospital. He told mom that Muscles (my godbrother – another Bull Terrier) and him, have been sending love and healing energy from Boston. THANK YOU GODPA AND MUSCLES.

Home sweet home

2006-03-07T14:56:00.000+08:00

First I want to thank all my friends, aunties and uncles for your well wishes. Not forgetting my caretakers at Mt Pleasant – Dr H L Tan, Auntie Ling, Auntie Concordia and Uncle Richard. Ooooooh yes my new friends (I was told by mom) – Ice, Mark and Cream.

Bet mom will make sure I don’t touch any ox parts for a long time. Can’t understand why this animal only feed on grass and they grow so huge (even the bone that got stuck inside me was big).

I was not a happy dog since Friday. After the oxtail in the morning, I went without food for 4.5days.

Sunday (5th March) was a BAD BLACK day for me. Mom took me in to see Dr Tan in the morning. When mom told him I had taken oxtail, Dr Tan said ‘Oxtail – don’t need to say anymore. We have to take an x-ray”. Dr Tan didn’t spare a minute. Immediately after the bone appeared in the x-ray, I was put in a cage and less than an hour, I was fast asleep. When I woke up, I felt uncomfortable and was in pain. I know many aunties and uncles came to see me later but I was too dazed to say hello (sorry for being rude).

Thank you, Auntie G for the cushion. Boy did it help me by making me feel comfortable.

Yesterday afternoon, Uncle Jason came to see me (I thought he was taking me home). He didn’t but brought a towel for me instead. I gave him a few kisses anyway. 3hours later, Auntie Ryoko and Auntie S came to see me. By then I was a wee bit tired so I went to sleep. Auntie R took some pictures of me (in my sorry state). Mom came by around 6. I gave her loads of kisses – was also trying to tell her, I want to go home and I am hungry. Still no food (Herbie you will hate the thought of no food). Guess I am not going home - another night at the hospital. Wonder when I can go home.

This afternoon, mom, Auntie Cindy, Auntie Shane and Uncle Jason came to see me. Mom disappeared to talk to Dr. Tan. For a moment, I thought oh no another night at the hospital. But Auntie Cindy and Auntie Shane kept saying “Scuba you are going home” (but where is mom!!!!).

Then for the first time, I was allowed to come out of the cage. Auntie Concordia put a rope round me (mom said I look like a stray paikia dog with the rope round my neck) and said “Bye Scuba”

………..yawn. I don’t know what is happening to me but I still feel drugged so will continue tomorrow.

I am home though (hungry as usual).

THANK YOU EVERYONE.

A clean bill of health to Chewie

2006-02-27T15:35:00.000+08:00

Chewie went to visit my favourite Dr Tan and he said Chewie is recovering well. He got his bandage taken off and he now look like a poodle. I was told he will have his stitches remove next week.

I was so happy to see him when he came home. I went to kiss him and he almost snap at me but I didn't mind because he is not feeling 100% well.

Frogs taste yucky

2006-02-24T13:43:00.000+08:00

Which is what Scuba told me. I don't know if it's true, since I've never tasted a frog before.

Yesterday at the park, Scuba spied a frog on the other side of the fence and he kept sniffing and barking at it. I don't know what's so fascinating about frogs but Scuba likes them. And I think he's a bit stupid, coz there was a very big gap at the side of the fence where he could have just gone over to get the frog but did he do that? Nooo.... he tried to SQUEEZE himself inbetween the fence to get to the frog. I don't know what is going in in his mind. How in the world can he squeeze his 21kg body past a 5 inch gap?

The rest of the aunties and uncles were going 'Scuba, the other side! There's a big hole at the other side!'. Stupid dog. In the end Aunty S had to go over and drag him to where the huge gap is so that he can see it.

Anyway, we soon left him to his own devices, until my M noticed he seems to be licking his lips and munching. And all of them went 'where's the frog? Oh no!'. The aunties all went 'eeekkkss' and imagined Scuba eating the frog. Aunty S ran there and tried to pry open his mouth but he refused to open it. I bet everyone was imagining a mushed up frog in Scuba's mouth.

Luckily, Uncle C found the frog, unscathed and still alive a short distance away. Phew, turned out Scuba didn't eat it after all. But the humans think he tried to put it in his mouth but it tasted so bad he spit it out.

I asked Scuba, and he admitted it. He said the frog tastes yucky, and he was trying to rid the after taste in his mouth, which was why he was licking his lips.

Now that I know frogs taste bad, it's one more item off my menu.

Posted by Herbie

News from Home (To my missing mummy)

2006-02-17T11:10:00.000+08:00

This post is to update my mummy who is AGAIN away.....

Date : 16/02/2006
Didn't sleep well.
The humans decided to play mahjong after dog run and dinner. They were making so much noise by 'washing' the tiles, and cracking silly jokes. Auntie S decided to let me sleep in the balcony instead of mummy's room. I actually don't mind cos the breeze is wonderful. Unfortunately, for the entire night, LOLO was whining away like a broken record as she was tied up beside me, as she has a habit of peeing on the living room carpets, and her daddy is too busy playing MJ to look after her.

Date : 17/02/2006
Thought I can sleep till later. But at 7.30a.m, Auntie S dragged me out of bed cos J&J is coming over for a doggie day care. Than, I had to be dragged out to the streets to do my morning pee/poo..... arrrgghhhh... I want my bed!!!! Darn, don't think I will get much sleep later too as J&J will be too noisy barking, scavenging for scraps of food, and also RAFV is coming over later.

1) Rafv and I were on TV. 2) Herbie and Joey were featured in Today newspaper

2006-01-26T15:06:00.000+08:00

Last Thursday, my mom and Uncle Caster were interviewed at Bishan Dog Run.

Because of their interview, Rafv and I were also featured. We appeared last Saturday on Channel U and Tuesday at 8am on Channel 8 (as usual, my mom missed it all as she was away).

Next, my other celeb friends - Herbie and Joey were on yesterday's Today paper. It talked about Herbie's adventure with the 2 kittens and their mommy cat. As for Joey, the paper talked about him being a volunteer in SCDF's Search & Rescue Dog Unit (am proud of Joey).

I don't quite understand Herbie's adventure. My siblings, (the cats) Ginger and Pepper are ok with Herbie and yet he was 'bullied' by kittens and Ma cat. I think Herbie should come to my house, have a heart to heart talk with P&G or ask Rafv on Purrfect techniques to deal with cats. Hehehe maybe P&G were secretly talking to their friends to give Herbie a Pre Big Birthday Surprise.

Yes Herbie's birthday is next Tuesday. Happy Barkday Herbie (from Auntie S, Mom, P&G and Me)

ohhhh in case you all miss Rafv and I, heard Auntie Shane told my mom that we are on Channel 8 tonight at 1030pm. I better make sure mom don't go for her Scottish Country dancing class tonight..........hmm better ask all my friends to come to my house tonight (generating the come to my house thought now).

Scuba

I think Uncle Caster can do a better job + what happened over the weekend

2006-01-17T16:46:00.000+08:00

I don't mind my new look at Rafv's blog. If mom has her way, she would like to draw 2 red circles over over beady eyes. Isn't the 'Target mascot" soooo cute.

I bet I look so adorable when I was a little pup.

Mom said I have to take my annual booster. So, last weekend, I went to see one of my fav people - Dr H L Tan. I was happy to see him just as he was happy to see me. He checked me out by pressing all over my body, open my mouth (I thought for one moment, he was going to lick or kiss me) but he didn't. After that, he gave me a jab. I think he has lost his skills giving injections since he has so many other vets working for him. Boy did it hurt when he plunge this thingy into me. Of course I cried out....................then he called me a Softie.

On my way to the car, we stop at the pet shop and mom spend a total of S$140+ there. Great more treats for me (and possibly my friends).

C'mon over guys what are you waiting for

My mom is not talking to me

2006-01-10T17:06:00.000+08:00

I think I have been a bad bad boy.

I woke mom up like 6X to pee and poo. Don't think she mind me waking her up but on my last pee, that was the end of me.

Was having a bad dream (can't remember what it was now) but I think I was dreaming that my friends and our moms and dads went walking at Bishan. Somehow in the dream, Auntie Ryoko was carrying me in her arms (she must have miss me so much). I decided to jump off her and went for a pee on the grass.

Ho and behold, I peed on the carpet. Mind you I thought I was still dreaming when mom shouted at me "SCUBA YOU BAD BOY. WHY AND WHAT ON EARTH DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING. BAD BAD BOY" then followed by the spanking (in other words whatever mom can lay her hands on, she was at me).

Ever since then, she has not spoken to me. I am now a very frighten puppy (wish my friends were here). She promised me a rawhide last night but I haven't got one yet.
(So I guess Rafv, Tommy and Herbie were lucky to have a rawhide last night). I tried to give her my pathetic beady eye look, tried to snuggle close - NOTHING WORKS.

If you guys are reading this, can you tell your mom to tell her I am sorry. Accident do happen.

Wonder if she will bring me out later?

Please help
Scuba

2nd morning of 2006 and I got drag out of bed to go to Sentosa

2006-01-02T17:30:00.000+08:00

My usual waking time is 9.30am and yes you read the title of this post. I am now short of 1.5hours of precious sleep (mind you I didn't get to sleep till almost 11pm - because our moms and dads planned to take us out for a long walk and hehe halfway, it started to drizzle). I think that was when they all decided to go to Sentosa.

My mom put me in the car and she said "Sweetheart, I think I will get breakfast for everyone. Let's go to the market first". Breakfast for everyone, that is not true - me and my friends didn't get any!!!!!

Auntie S was not with us so I am safe from the water although they all tried to get me in. In the end, I must admit I lost coz Tommy's dad carried me into the water. No matter how hard I struggle I could not win Tom's dad (guess he is big and strong).

I met many new friends (there were a few GRs and a beagle). Tommy didn't like the beagle or was it the other way round.

This is for Auntie Ryoko (I know you are reading our blogs) -
Rafv joined us later........ went straight into the water. Still interested in Tom's ball. He seem to be SO happy. When he came out of the water, he played with Herbie and I. He was playing rough with me when Uncle Caster shouted "Rafv, Scuba pain pain" then there was a little blood on my body and everyone thought I got bitten by my brother. I didn't feel anything and I thought YES - bull terrier's threshold for pain is high. But but we only found out the blood was from Rafv's gum. We all had a good laugh after.

Auntie R, I think with you in Japan, Rafv is lazy. He has not updated his blog at all. Shame on him. I think he either miss you or don't know how to switch the computer on. I keep telling him it is ok. Your mom will be back in 6days time and in the meantime my mummy is your mummy (he also very manja to my mom and sometimes I think my mom sayang him more than me - lucky I am not the craving for attention type).

I think Auntie Sharon will update with photos on Herbie's blog so watch out for them.

OK me got to go now. Feeling tired and sleepy

New Year or Hogmanay

2006-01-01T12:04:00.000+08:00

When my dad was around, he would call the New Year's celebration Hogmanay and his kinsmen would sing Auld Lang Syne after, but now I only hear New Year's celebration - no singing but loads of sparkles and poppers (that would frighten Rafv but I like the sparkles).

Whatever they call it, I had fun yesterday. Herbie, Jack, Joey, Rafv and Tommy came over to spend the last day of 2005 and the first day of 2006 with us (Ginger, Pepper and I).

Mom was very busy yesterday morning and afternoon and she ignored Rafv and I. She didn't know we were salivating from the smell of all the meat around. She was preparing food for the BBQ. I heard her saying like "Ok, I will marinate the beef with beer, the lamb with rosemary, the pork (especially for Auntie G) with garlic and soy sauce etc etc". As though Rafv and I care - just give us the meat why fuss over them.

Oh........then late in the afternoon, the rain came and poor mom couldn't believe it. I didn't mind the rain for 2 obvious reasons.
1) I don't need to walk to the park (paws still sore)
2) Maybe all my friends and I can have all the uncook meat

Bad news for me and friends, the rain stopped.

Herbie and Tommy were the first to arrive then followed by Jack and Joey much later (they told me their HC was tired or lazy so didn't bring them earlier)

Finally they had their BBQ last night and thank goodness, we were not allowed into the bbq area or we will definitely be hot dogs. Auntie S took care of all of us (she made us beef tendons).

Mr and Mrs Vijay came too.

We are so loved that all the toast were made with us DOGGIES in mind (that was Uncle Caster's idea).

All our moms and dads came back to my house at about 12.30am (of course I was in bed - where else!!!!! after all it is passed my bedtime). Mrs Vijay and Auntie S came to my room to say hello........hehe......I was sleeping. After, mom thought I was awfully rude for being a BAD host so she drag me out of bed to say hello to all the aunties and uncles. I hated it at first but then I discovered Uncle Marcus was having food so I stick around him all the time. Of course he fed me and Tommy too.

Not sure what time but after a while, everyone started to say goodbye and off they went. Me back to bed.

Happy New Year to all
(Guys, come end of the month, it will be the YEAR OF THE DOG - that's us)
We will drink and eat to that

Scuba

A trip to the reservoir with Rafv and J&J and a response to Joey's posting

2005-12-30T17:32:00.000+08:00

What is this when the human says "You can run but you can't hide". Uncle Marc and Auntie J spotted us.....didn't see M&M in the car though or maybe we were distracted by the monkeys.

You will not believe this. I came home with blistered paw pad (everyone laughs at me and think I am just plain lazy. It hurts real bad). The good thing is I got a really nice massage coz Auntie S told mom that my muscles are aching....hehe.

Yes my daddy introduce Rafv to the monkeys and Rafv is crazy over them.

Rafv told me he is not so fond of dogs these days because his daddy and mommy are always putting him on leash so maybe better luck with the monkeys. I was just going to tell the monkeys that Rafv wants to be their friend - not working with Rafv as partners in crime. I guess these humans and humanlike form (the monkeys) don't understand our language. Why do you think J&J kept quiet hehe YES!!! they understand me.

I am always happy when I can pick up a BIG stick (Joey, you can tell eh! besides the ding dong part).

Poor you Joey but look on the brighter side, some dogs stayed at home while we had the chance to go out and have some fresh air.

As for me, I came home and find comfort in my yellow monkey at home (quite tame this one, does not climb trees or lamp post and will also play with my other friend Tommy)

I wonder why people are so frighten of me. Hehe but I had fun yesterday

2005-12-27T10:22:00.000+08:00

Uncle Caster came by yesterday afternoon to pick me and Sam up to go East Coast Park. Auntie Sam was not feeling too good so mom went instead. I beg mom to go pick Herbie as his mom was busy (acutally, Uncle Caster said there were loads of food for human and dogs).

We were early so we took a stroll. I can't believe the people around me, they all went crazy with my presence - either pulling their dogs and/or children away when they see me (I hope to think it is my muscle they were worried about). While waiting for my other friends to come, we had a rest at Coffee Bean. In a while, Chewie and Lolo came by and sat with us. Uncle Caster thought we were well behave (it was hot what do you expect!!!) so he went and got us treats from a doggie treat vending machine.

There was a lady over at the next table (with no dog only her boyfriend). She was so sweet (I know coz I tried to kiss her). She came up to mom and gave her a big packet of doggie sausage treats. YUMMY.

Then came Buddy (Tommy's 'best' friend).

Mom left me with all the uncles and aunties. She had a dinner to go to.

The exercise begin................ we were all taken for a looooooooooooong walk. By the time I reach the end, I refused to walk back. There was no Auntie Sam to pick me up and carry me back. Guess who made me walk back. Bingo you are right, Uncle Caster - he tied the sausage treat on a stick (like hanging a carrot in front of me) haha so I played along with it and darn, I walked back.

3 of my other friends haven't turn up yet. Where is Joey and Jack and Tommy?

Finally when the sky grew darker, J&J came (Reason for being late - their mom had something on). Uncle Marcus and Auntie Winnie and Tommy came together with J&J.

I was too tired to play with J&J and Tommy. I was tooooooo exhausted from the long walk so apologise for my rude behaviour for going to sleep in the corner while you guys had fun.

I was woken up by Uncle Caster's voice - scolding Rafv. Rafv was you know doing what with a schnauzer and Tommy took the opportunity to go after Rafv. My brother Rafv's face was as black as charcoal after that.

Thank goodness the rain came. Hooray!!! - me can go back for dinner and bed. Rafv can find a place where there is no humiliation and punishment.

Poor Rafv was so manja when mom came home. Complaining to her about how he was treated by his dad. Mom ask Uncle Caster to let Rafv stay over and he agreed.

The weather look ok so I guess I will see you guys at park tonight.

Love,
Scuba

Who delivered Chili - Is it Santa or The Stork?

2005-12-22T15:31:00.000+08:00

Happy Birthday to the Christmas doggie - Chili.

Before Chili came to the park, I was having fun with this brown dog (I don't know his name). His mommy / owner was absolutely nervous when I encourage (by barking) him to play. All my friends know I only bark when I am happy but they don't know.

Last night, my mom was so proud of me. Hehe I decided to play with the other dogs (NO PLASTIC BAG). Thanks to Rafv, I also had a little go at Suger.

The birthday cake is YUMMY. Thank you Auntie Hsiao Xi and Uncle Stanley.

Herbie almost 'knocked down' 2 cyclists. That would be fun wouldn't it. The brakes from the bicycles could be heard a zillion miles away.

I heard from Auntie G that Tara was injured a couple of nights ago. Wonder how she is doing. Poor girl.

The sky look dark today so maybe no park this evening. Wonder if mom will ask my friends' moms and dads over????.

My friends are interested in my (female) neigbour

2005-12-21T16:56:00.000+08:00

Yesterday, I was all ready to go to the park. While waiting for the lift, my mom picked up her mobile phone, read the message, turn to me and said "Sweetheart, we are not going to the park. Sorry". Huh ??? No reason given.

She spent a good full day cooking yesterday. She bought back many many black looking things that crawl (they smell like the sea and I think they call it crabs). While they were cooking, I was too frighten to use my precious nose to smell anything intensively coz whatever they were cooking, made me sneeze (something about the curry and the crab).

Anyway, back on the subject title. Some of my friends came over. Fortunately or unfortunately, they were not interested in playing with me. They were interested in my neighbour - Snow (she is a Siberian Husky and is the time of the 'moon').

I never hear Rafv whine so much. He sound as though he is in pain or sick. One of my mom's friend said he is Love Sick. Poor Rafv. Auntie Ryoko scolded Rafv many times and keep saying "NO, NO LITTLE RAFVs"

As usual, the party went on until late (I didn't see my mom in the room until midnight). As for me, I was sleeping.

I am definitely going to park today. Today is Chili's birthday and I am invited.

In response to my good friend - Herbie's post on his blog

2005-12-12T15:32:00.000+08:00

My mom (sometimes she is very gwei loh in her thinking). She thinks all 'kids' must be in bed by 9.30pm (she said if I am human, I will have to be in bed by 7.30pm). So don't blame me for being a bad host, blame my mom.

You may notice I dare not even go into the bedroom for fear my fur friends will open up all the presents.

Hehe but this morning, before mom left for work she was SO SUPER angry with Pepper. He tried to open Auntie Shane's and Uncle Mark's (Huskee's owners - they are friends of my mom and Huskee is my friend - but he only came to my house once).

So Guys - let me tell, all your pressies are under the tree. Don't say I don't tell you. I saw mom and Auntie Sam wrapping them up and mom says "Sam this is for so and so and so and so". If you don't want your pressies to be rip open by my siblings, you better come and give my mom the "can I have my Christmas presents please Auntie Viv look"

Talking about opening pressies, I can only open Christmas presents on Christmas day although I am allow to open one on Christmas midnight.

Herbie - I knew they were going to make fun of you so I seize the opportunity to steal the silly looking red hat and try to chew it to pieces. Unfortunately mom saw and rescue it darn.

Yes Auntie Ryoko has lovely hats and she is always so happy to share her hats and other things with us.

Don't you all agree, Herbie look so cool with the goggles.

Actually our moms and dads lined us up to make us sing Christmas carols and Uncle Caster was to be the conductor but he failed miserably.

The other good thing I know Rafv and Tommy do well is 'BANG'. Like them, I am also good at 'BANG' (or playing dead). So good until Auntie Sharon said rigor mortis set in hahahahaha.

See you all at park

Thank goodness I had my friends!

2005-12-01T14:36:00.000+08:00

After feeling depressed for a few days over losing my mum, I finally decided that I should stop feeling sorry for myself and get on with my doggy life. Well, there are dogs in worse condition than me.. such as those in orphanage and those homeless who don't have proper meals like me (beef, chicken liver rice supplemented by flax seed.)

And, best of all, I found a new friend in the park! Actually, I have seen him before (or rather hear him often as he is always barking and whining... hehe) but never had the chance to properly 'talk' to him. He is Bobby, a cross MS and Poodle. I had so much fun talking and playing with him. A few times, I got carried away and pushed him too roughly, and he will retaliate by screaming at me.

Bobby and I

Than, we decided to continue to have fun at Herbie's home. I am sure you guys already know about Herbie's embarrassing incident and I shall not say further. Anyway, I played with Tommy for a long while. Here's the pictures:

Tommy eating my head!

Tommy eating my arms!

Look at my scarred face!

Well, I really had lots of fun last night..... at least I will be tired and will not spend sleepless night thinking about my mum having fun in HK without me.

Depression

2005-11-30T15:47:00.000+08:00

I think Scuba's suffering from that. Maybe it's coz his mummy keeps disappearing. Last night, we were at Sin Ming for dinner, and we were all leashed along the ledge on the wooden fencing. Scuba kept looking down the ledge. Aunty G said that he looks as if he wants to commit suicide, because it's a distance to the ground below, and his leash is short. Plus he is not as tall as me so his feet won't be able to touch the ground.

He was standing there looking for so long that I started to get worried. I've never heard of dogs commiting suicide. Aunty V, come home soon. I'll help you make sure Scuba doesn't jump off tall buildings in the meantime.

......very careless of me. I think I lost my mom again

2005-11-28T15:12:00.001+08:00

Guys have you seen my mom? She came home about 8 days ago ( I think coz I asked Auntie S) and she is @*%^ bewitched @*%^........Gone

In fact, I hardly see her.

Can you believe this, she left on Friday morning (early), came home for half hour and guess what time I saw her next - (I am not joking) at 4.30am on Sat .................. she went out the whole night. Not only that, through my wee sleepy beady eyes, I saw her packing at 5am and whish she left at 9am - never saw her since.

Auntie S had put up the tree so not sure if mom is coming back for Christmas.

Here is my Christmas wish for Santa;
Santa, I have been a really good boy this year (not been involve in any fights) can I have my mom back (this time can you make her stay). That is all I want but but if you are generous and have a few treats to spare, I don't mind some as well (so I can share with my siblings and my friends).

p/s today is my lucky day. My friend Tommy came to play. I forgot to tell Uncle Marcus and Auntie Winnie that my Christmas tree have lots of golden balls. Hee hee - good luck to Auntie S for picking up and possibly throwing those golden balls.

XOXO
Scuba

My mummy is home

2005-11-18T15:23:00.000+08:00

Auntie Ryoko told me 2 days ago that my mom will be back on Thursday. I can't tell the name of the days so it does not matter - all I know is mom is coming home soon.

Abracadabra, mom appeared yesterday after Auntie Sam had her food in the afternoon (I think these owners call it lunch). I was sleeping in the room when I heard the door open. So went to do what dogs do - see whose at the door and yes, I was a happy dog. There was mom (with my vegetable treat from Japan bought from HK).

Guess what - after kissing and hugging me (oops I think she forgot my siblings) she left 10mins later and I didn't see her again until the sky was about to get dark, to take Auntie Sam and I to park.

I don't mean to be showing off but I now have 4 outfits - I heard mom telling Auntie Geraldine and Auntie Sharon that I have LVs, Gucci and Burberry (like I care!!!! more treats will be good - at least I can share with Herbie and maybe Tommy). Outfits stops me from doing my fav stunt - leopard crawl.

I think I will be going to Herb's house tonight after park..............Herb - be careful my mom don't get you an outfit. She was told you didn't lick your hotspot (hehe just giving you a heads up).

XOXOXO

Please don't bully (I am one am I not???) me when my mom is not around

2005-11-15T13:49:00.000+08:00

Rafv, Jack, Huskee boy - you are all bad bad boys. You are all embarassing me. Rafv no more chicken for you when you come over. Jack ......I will tell your mummy that Sam do or try to give you treats and Huskee.........hmmmm now I know why your mum and dad left you behind.

Wonder when my mummy is coming home !!!!!!!. I never know coz she only tells Auntie S and not me. I only know when I see Auntie S put nice smelling liquid (I was told it is Mom's fav fragrance) in a burner with a candle (so dangerous these people).

Oh when she comes back, she always bring me treats from Japan. I tried to say domo but always comes out dogmore hehe only Auntie Ryoko understands me because she was the one who tried to teach me.

Herbie - the deal, you are on.

Ok enough of this, my paws hurt and time for my afternoon nap.

XOXOXO

The Silent FART

2005-11-14T16:34:00.000+08:00

I am writing this on behalf of Scuba as he claim that his fingers are too fat to type (yeah rite.. lazy bum)

Scuba says:

I am sure everyone knows grouchy old man, Jack rite? Well, many have said that he looks like my son (good grief). I must say that I am quite terrified at his bad temper as he is always yelling and screaming at me for no reason.

Anyway, I have been plotting to get back at him. And the chance came last night.

Auntie G came to pick Auntie Sam and I to the park. I then hatched a plan, and summoned all my internal stomache muscles to give a good, silent and deadly fart. My plan was to make everyone thinks that it is Jack who farted as he always, always farts (according to Auntie G and Joey). MMMMMMMM..... urrrgggggh...oh yes.... boooooooop... (there goes the deadly but silent fart)

after a while, Auntie G & Sam complained.. "who farted???" and wound down the windows for a full five mins. (hehe)
After a while Auntie Sam said.. "I think Scuba farted.. cos smelled like his". and Auntie G, agreed, "yes... Jack one does not smell like that.".

Damn..... can someone tell me does fart really have different smell? Can someone really differentiate whose dog fart what smell?

And I can hear Jack sniggering away.. luckily I had my eyes closed and head hunging down the seat..... damn .....

Ding Dong.... you've got visitors

2005-11-14T10:54:00.000+08:00

Rafv and herbie came over on Saturday to play.

That greedy Herbie, only played for 5 minutes when he came in, then he went off after Aunty Sam into the kitchen. Aunty Sam gave him a rawhide and when I wanted to go over and sniff, Aunty S pulled me away. I wonder why they never let me go near Herbie when he is eating. Maybe they're afraid I will snatch his food away.

Aunty Sam told Aunty S that I've put on weight. Aunty S thinks that I'm gonna fight with Herbie for the heavyweight title... but I'm such a good boy. I never, ever fight. I'm supposed to be a lean, mean, fighting machine and people are all scared of my fierce looks. In actual fact, I'm a lean, mean, loving machine and I'm actually quite blur most of the time.

Hey! Who turned out the lights??

Anyway, back to Saturday, I'm glad that I don't have to give Herbie half my dinner. Aunty Sam made enough food for all of us. I was sooooo sleepy by night time that I did not even say goodbye when Herbie went home.

Herbie, hope you've had a wonderful time with me, I know I have. Come around soon!

Herbie's coming today

2005-11-12T12:45:00.000+08:00

I heard from Mummy that Herbie will be coming this afternoon to play. Yeah! I've not seen Herbie for a few days and I miss him. Mummy found out that greedy Herbie is going to help Huskee so she told me to tell Herbie that if he protects me, Mummy will give him food when she comes back. Herbie is such a glutton! He gets distracted over food so easily! He's so not like me... I'm totally focused, and dedicated to any task at hand. Just look at me with plastic bags and you will know.

Anyway, so glad that Herbie's coming. It will be like the last time he came over to stay. Aunty S went on a Honeymoon (what's that? Honey on the moon? Must be yummy!) for 2.5 weeks last month and Herbie came to stay with me. It was just like a holiday camp for him, he says. We just eat, play and sleep whole day. Sometimes Rafv comes over too and we'll have a three-some.

I wonder if Rafv will come today as well...

Leopard Crawl

2005-11-11T12:09:00.000+08:00

or in this case, it should be dog crawl. Scuba has this habit of dragging himself across the grass. He thinks he's an undercover agent or an army personnel just because his mommy lets him wear some camouflage shirts.

Yes Sarge!!

Actually, Scuba's mummy hates him dragging himself on the grass. I hear that he ends up with rashes and they have to apply calamine lotion for him. That's the problem when you don't have long silky fur like me to protect your tender belly. (Scuba: but you get hotspots, hiak hiak)

Stop rubbing it in about my hotspots! That's another story. This entry is about you! Anyway, it's funny to see Scuba's mummy and Aunty S scolding him and pulling him up by his harness or collar. Sometimes he even gets his ear pulled, like a naughty schoolboy! hahaha! Of course I try not to laugh in his face, but it is such a comical sight!

Caught red handed!

Scuba, if you'll give me half your dinner the next time I visit, I promise that I will be your look out. You can drag all you like and I'll give a warning bark once Aunty V and Aunty S comes near. Deal?