Author: Sam Loo

Bread-ed!

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Hahahahahahhaha… Pecan got bread-ed! Unfortunately for her, being a JRT, she got blended into the wholemeal bread as well, just like me! Wahahahahahhaha…. Welcome to the family, Pecan. Who do you think make a better bread? Me me me!!

Made with Love – Parsley, Cheese & Carrot Dog Biscuits!

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Inspired by Pecan’s horrid breath, Mummy wanted to make some treats that can help combat the odour. And when she came home today with a bag of ingredients, we started to get pretty excited.  Can’t help but wonder what Mummy had up her sleeves. As Mummy did not have her recipe books on hand, she simply googled Parsley treats for dogs and settled on the very first recipe she found! PS: Parsley is great for managing bad breath in dogs! Let’s get started! Here’s what she used: – Oats, Multi-purpose floor, cheddar cheese, carrots and of course, the star of the evening – Parsley. Mummy also found some silicon trays (two from Amazon and the others from Giant) that she could use to bake the cookies in. (Oh ya, Mummy used chicken stock instead of lactose-free milk) Being the senior, I was well aware of the baking procedure and was ready to go take a nap while waiting. But silly Pecan, being new and overly enthusiastic, decided to offer Mummy some help. Thankfully Mummy declined …

It’s treat time!

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One other reason why we get along so fine, is that we are really respectful of each other’s space. Especially so when we are eating our own treats.  It normally starts with Mummy requesting a firm sit (Pecan always cheats!) from us. After meeting her low expectations, we will be rewarded with a chew treat each.  Then, we both scamper to our spots in the house! *pitter patter* Being the ‘senior’ (in terms of number of years in the household), of course I get the bigger bed. Pecan isn’t that much worse off as she settles for the most comfortable dog bed at home.  After which, we mind our own business and chew our own food. Being half my size, Pecan is also a slow eater. Even though we started at the same time, I was done in less than 10 minutes (I win!!) while she was only 10% done.  Zzzzzz So what I do after that? I eye on Pecan’s treat…. #Samthehawk Before being shoo-ed away by mummy. Boooo~ So smart little Sammy Loo …

Pecan Woods Loo Lim

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It’s official.  I’m no longer the king of the household.  Mummy adopted (another) rough coat JRT over the weekend. Introducing Pecan Woods Loo Lim. Pecan is a feisty grumpy old lady (she’s 9 btw!) and growls at most dogs. Miraculously, we get along. Well, not the wrestling and tugging kinda get-a-long, but the “hey, we are cool” kind. We follow each other around the house, walk side by side and beg for food together.  Yeah, granted that there are the occasional growls, but all is cool the moment I roll over and surrender.  (I guess rolling over on my back the very first time we met also helped seal the deal)  She’s a little scrawny, so I look kinda fat beside her.  Sucks as I’m hearing talks behind my back that it’s time for me to go for a diet.  Boooo! Pecan is also a genki (healthy) ah ma! Mummy brought her to my favourite vet (Dr Vanessa) over the weekend and she’s given the all clear! (Daddy’s left with a hefty bill tho. Ho ho ho) The …

Ikea toys!

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Who says that expensive toys are the best?  Actually, cheap stuffies can be just as much fun! On a recent trip to Ikea, Mummy scooped up some soft toys (these were originally meant for human kids) for me!  Hooray!!! Cheap, they are. Lousy, they are NOT! In fact, I’m loving them!! Introducing Blue, the long dog. shhh, (whispers) I know he looks funny. Don’t tell him cos that will upset him! This is Polar Beary. Hee, this silly bear thinks that my off-white coat is snow! Maybe that’s why he kept wanting to rest on my back.  This is Snakie! He prefers to rest on the top of my hand.  But personally, I prefer him in my mouth.  *Nom nom nom* And my favourite of the lot (partly because it is the biggest too): Ratatouille! Catching (during a game of fetch) him is extremely satisfying. Well, my ancestors were afterall bred to hunt rats (though I’ve to admit that I’ve close to zero natural instincts left in my blood. haizzz). Nonetheless, the joy I get from …

I am a Bread Dog!

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What do you do with a slice of expired bread?  Toss it away? Nay… you use it to kajiao (disturb) your dog. 1. Use a circular cookie cutter to cut a perfect circle in the middle of the bread slice. 2. Lure your dog to put his snout through the huge hole.  3. Tadah~ You have a BREAD DOG! Hi, i am Sam, the bread dog. Mummy couldn’t stop laughing at how my whole face blended with the wholemeal bread.  Duh. PS: No dog was harmed, in fact, Mr Sammy Loo (which is me) received one too many treats for his good efforts. Plus, it was a ‘one-time-okay’ attempt and only one slice of bread was used. Most importantly, no filter or photoshop was used! 

A game of catch

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I love catching the ball my parents toss in the air. I mean, nothing’s more exciting and challenging than precision and hang time.  More importantly, I’m so athletic it’s insane! All set and eyeing on the ball. Defying gravity! I aim… I jump… and I miss..  (sound effects: *Gua gua*) !#@!%#$%$#^#$%^@ The stupid ball bounced off my teeth.  Dang it. Oh well, I chased after it anyway and got my paws on it, eventually. Guess I’m not that big of an athletic afterall. At least I had fun. PS: This was taken in July at Marina Barrage. And yes, it’s dog-friendly!

I’m a Burt’s Bee Dog!

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Mummy is a huge fan of Burt’s Bees Beeswax Lip Balm as it miraculously kept her lips from cracking throughout the three years in NYC. (More importantly, it’s dirt cheap in CVS!) So, it came as no surprise that the moment my shopaholic insane  lovely Mummy realised that Burt’s Bees has developed their very own pets line, the Burt’s Bees Natural Pet Care, she just had to get her hands on them. Unfortunately, Burt’s Bees pets does not ship internationally. Even more tragic was that while Amazon does carry the items, they do not qualify for free shipping. So she spent the next few months whining and wondering who can she bother to help her bring the items back. Anyway, after months of ‘drooling’ over the products, Mummy decided to finally take the plunge and just pay for overpriced shipping (aka Vpost).  Yet another blow was that the items were sold by two different suppliers! (Well, fyi, Vpost charges by volumetric weight. Having two different boxes means that she will end up paying to ship some USA …