Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Thursday, June 22, 2006
Today mummy gives me an oxtail to chew. Mummy can not stand the raw and bloody oxtail, even though I should be eating it raw, she boils it instantaneously. I am such a good chewer that I finish the oxtail in ten minutes. Mummy can't believe it, she thinks I hide it under the blanket! As Cookie is allergy to beef, she gets to eat kangaroo backbone.
Monday, June 19, 2006
Last Saturday morning mummy and buttercup brought us to Bishan Park for walkie walkie. As the farm in Bishan Park was being renovated, buttercup managed to take a bundle of pandan plants home with us. The pandan plants are to deter cockroaches from coming into our home. On Sunday, the weather was sunny, and we all went to sentosa Tanjong Beach. Later we have lunch at the newly renovated hawker food at Pahlawan Beach.
Friday, June 09, 2006
Mummy has been sicked for a week now. She is always lying in bed. So Cookie and I also lie in bed together with her. With the heavy rain, it's so nice to cuddle up. Cookie sleeps so deeply that she leaks urine on the bed! Mummy is so grumpy when she has to carry Cookie to pee on the newspapers, and cleans the soiled bed sheet. Cookie has been leaking a lot of urine while sleeping.
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
Recently one of my nail is splitting. It was not painful to me, but Mummy finds it disgusting to see. I have been pulling on my harness when walking down the block as I want to chase after the cats all the time. I think that's how I got my nail splitted. I like to gallop away, scratching my nails on the rough ground.
Friday, June 02, 2006
For the longest time, Mummy has stopped walking us during evening after she came back from work. It must be all the good TV shows that she wanted to watch at night. But recently we get our evening walks randomly in the week! Wow Wee! It must be that Buttercup was home from work earlier than usual to bring us down walkie walkie together with Mummy! I wish Buttercup doesn't work so hard and come home early every day...
Thursday, June 01, 2006
Long time ago, my Mummy used to bring me to do pet therapy at Dover Park Hospice and Ren Ci Hospital. I must say that I didn't quite enjoy the visits, but I tolerated them. I tensed up whenever Mummy put me on the bed, and I looked the other way when the old folks stroke me. I was so stressed up that my hair begun to thin out on my thighs. So Mummy stopped bringing me to pet therapy.