Bread-ed!
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!!
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!!
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 …
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 …
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 …