All posts tagged: Meando Mummy

Our Yoghurt beards..

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Mummy had some leftover yoghurt and she decided to give us some. It was the best thing EVER!! We licked and licked and licked and licked… so much so that we actually ended up with… YOGHURT BEARDS! After wayy too soon, we had licked the cup sparkingly clean. We really couldn’t be bothered with what Mummy was laughing non-stop at. (Crazy woman) We just wanted more yoghurt! We did what we do best: put on our begging puppy eyes.  We even added some lip-smacking actions to up our begging powers. After way too long, (and our crazy mummy still laughing) I came to realise that there was nothing left. Booooooooo~ Pecan ah ma naively continued trying (she tried really hard too) and me, well, just my usual pissed off face. “Why you buy so little?!” Booooo~ WE WANT MORE YOGHURT!!!

Groomed!

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I was still wondering if there was any special occasion today as we started the day a little differently.  Our usual weekday morning routine includes Mummy dragging herself out of the bed. Then she drags me out of bed. She brings us for a quick pee and loads us into the car. She’ll then drive to Grandmummy’s place, drop us off and head to work. And we will spend the rest of the day rotting away. But it was different today.  First, we got to sleep in late. Then, Mummy brought us for a nice long walk in the morning. We came back for a yummy brekkie and Mummy even gave us some of her sausage bun. And, the best part of all, we went swimming~  Wheeeeee~ All on a weekday! Of course, just when I was wondering if it is my birthday again or something like that, I started to realize what was going on. Yap, a grooming session that is. I’m not a big fan of grooming.  And thankfully, it happens only once …

Neckwear models

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While Mummy was flipping through my stash of dog clothes, she found us lovely neckwear pieces to model. Clothes, I hate. But neckwear, I tolerate. Anyway, I realised that my right profile is better looking. Guess it’s my white ear! Pecan? Aiya, the ah-ma has a pretty symmetrical face (and an near-eternal smile) so, her front view is good enough. (But I’m cuter right?) Me pretending to be a distinguished gentleman in my collar from Bangkok while Pecan’s just stoning in her bandana. Hopefully Mummy gets the memo and stick to buying just neckwear in future. (So far so good, and I’m not gonna jinx it!)

Nicknames for the (poor) dogs..

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Mummy is a meando.  Instead of calling us by our lovely names, Sam and Pecan, she figured that it’s funnier if she gave us nicknames. Pecan, aka Smelly Girl, is clearly not impressed. (But hor, her name is justifiable! Well, at least until her dental scaling appointment on Monday) Pecan: So mean… T_T I, aka Stinky Boy, am even more upset! I get my weekly baths and granted that I might smell a tad bit towards the end of the week, I certainly do not qualify as being ‘stinky’.  So, I decided to confront stupid Mummy. Me: MUMMY! IT’S NOT FAIR! I’M NOT STINKY. Mummy: Well, your fatty body does not stink, your attitude does.  Me: ……. My life sucks.