Pecan puns…
Jack Russell toast and many annoying puns. Thanks Mom.
All posts tagged: Mischief at work
It has been a year since…..
this smelly mouth, terror, senile ah ma, Pecan came into my life… And there’s not a day that goes by where I do not ask myself this question. But the truth is… she’s here to stay. FOR A WHILE. #FML #whyamIstuckwithacrazyahma Although this genki ah ma has slowly crawled her way into the ‘supposed’ senior years, (She’s Eleven btw) she’s still as active and happy as a young puppy. #actyoung As embarrassing as it may sound, I’ve to admit that there are many a time where I could hardly keep up with her. When we first took Pecan home last year, we were given only two items – a bed and a toy. Unfortunately, both items smelt as bad (if not worse) than her breath at that time. #ahmahadkillerbreath #shecouldmakeyoufaintamileaway #thankgoodnessthosedaysarehistory Hence, when Mummy became fairly confident that she had adapted to our home a couple of weeks later, she tossed those items away. Truth was, she didn’t even need a week to adapt. She stole my bed the very same day lor. #buaypaiseh Anyway, …
Tissue for you?
Mummy: “Ah chooooooooooooooooo..” “Need a tissue, Mummy?” Give me a treat and I’ll give it to you. #Samthetissuecollector
Pecan’s BFF!
Pecan ah ma has a new best friend. And it isn’t me! *Hengs man~* #phew #NEVERFELTSORELIEVED Can you imagine me having to engage in some granny talk with the grumpy old lady?! (Like which veggie is the freshest, why are my boobs sagging.) OMG. *Shrugs* Thankfully, I am NOT her best friend. Her new best friend… is actually.. DONUT! Yap. It was the toy that Mummy bought ah ma to cheer her up during her recovery. While Mummy knew Pecan loves squeaky toys, she certainly wasn’t expecting ah ma’s obsession to her new Ferplast toy. In fact, obsession is an understatement man. Pecan ah ma is literally glued to Donut. And everywhere ah ma goes, Donut follows. That includes our daily walks. She just has to bring Donut EVERYWHERE! Ah ma also refuses to let it go at all times during the walk. Not even when she’s peeing!!!! How can you pee with something in your mouth?!?!!? #unbelievable The truth is.. it’s a little paiseh (embarrassing) for me. Since Ah ma started bringing Donut for …
Mischief at work… failed.
Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer came by to visit. And I was pretty happy about it. So I did what I do best…. I ate it. (Well, at least I tried) Mummy saw it from the corner of her eye and screamed: “Nooooooooooooooooo Sam…’ So I spat it out and ran far away from the crime scene. Phew~ Pecan certainly wasn’t impressed and was in fact a little concerned that the reindeer might have been killed by my powerful jaws. Wahahahhaah…*evil grin* So Mummy did what she does best – resuscitate my ‘dead’ toys. And guess what, he’s alive again! Pffff.. my evil ploy got ruined again. At least someone is happy.
Pecan Woods Loo Lim
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 …
ZUNY
Mummy bought a Zuny classic dog bookend for who-knows-what-reason and named it Zuny (Creativity at its best huh) . She explained that Zuny was meant to be a door-stopper, but since our contractor added a stopper on the main door, Zuny became jobless and a ‘white elephant’. Since then, mummy ‘rehomed’ Zuny and the little guy became a dust-collector shelf display. We were never formally introduced and we pretty much minded our own business. But, I always felt that he looked down on me (not just literally). And for that, I was not pleased. On a bright sunny afternoon, I decided that it was time to settle our scores. I tried convincing him to come down for a “discussion” but he completed ignored me. Now what? I had to get him down, myself. Despite X attempts, Zuny just seemed to be able to evade my death grips jaws and I could not get him down. Seeing how annoyed and frustrated I was, heroic mummy decided to step in and got Zuny down to the couch. There, …
My Fresh Patch Experiment…
I’m potty trained.. indoors. Which means, I do my little businesses (big & small) at specific areas in the apartment. Mummy lays little pee pads on both bathroom floors and that’s where I know I’m supposed to go. Every time after I go, I would ‘announce’ my achievement to my parents by jumping in front of them and wagging my tail. Mummy would then toss the pee pad that I went on before giving me a treat. After doing the math, my parents realized that per pee pad would cost them 20 cents. Not a lot, but it does add up. Upon some research, mummy discovered a clever product called Fresh Patch. Fresh Patch is a disposable dog potty that is made of real grass. It’s odor free and the urine gets absorbed easily. After a week or two of usage, it can simply be tossed away and a new patch can be ordered and delivered. Sounds cool? Hence, when mummy saw an offer on Fab.com, she decided to give it a try. The patches …
Dog Shaming..
Someone shared a link on facebook and got mummy interested. The link leads to a blog called Dogshaming which collates photos of dogs ‘admitting’ to their bad habits / behavior / secrets, pretty much just for laugh. (How mean~ at our expenses..) Yeah, I’m sure that teaches us a lesson. The blog is really entertaining and mummy couldn’t stop laughing at the photos she saw. And I think she came to realise that I’m actually not that terrible a dog. LOL, I seriously pale in comparison to the rest of the dogs. But I am no angel (*grinz). Not surprising, mummy got motivated to ‘shame’ me and started thinking about my one big mischief. So, here goes… “I scratch the door (in protest) when my parents abandon me alone at home” Oooh ooh… check out my achievement damage on the door. Mummy wanted a guilty look so that I will appear that I’m repentant. But the truth is… I’m actually quite proud of my achievement!! *HUGE GRIN* Hence the shots below are more realistic representation of …
Now you see me, now you don’t..
Now you see me… Now you don’t… Okay, I was just fooling with mummy. And guess what, I got her! She jumped when she looked behind her shoulder (she was using her computer on the couch) and saw me sitting in the dark. Ho ho ho *Happy gloat*
Sam Forest Loo Lim 