All posts tagged: Poor Sam

ROARRRRR

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Since it’s crunch time at work (it happens once every two months), Mummy’s suffering from a mental block for things for me to blog about. She was scooping around the house looking for some inspiration when she came across her favorite lion mane wig.  *Horrified look* Nooooo…..  But since I’ve already posed with it, there’s nothing novel about me wearing in. Hee, so no surprises who had to take the fall to entertain Mummy… Yaps, introducing Pee-Kee the Lion! RAwrrrr Lucky for Mummy, Pee-Kee is one happy lion! All smiles and pleased with her new hairdo. Then of course, stupid Mummy just had to do a comparison shot. Yap. My life sucks. Sammo the grumpy lion. To be honest, I think Sammo the grumpy lion is wayyy more convincing than Pee-kee.  Check this out man! I was quite surprised that I looked so…’lion’ here. Must be those slit eyes. LOL Anyway, Mummy convinced me that if I put on a smile I would get some treats.  So I squeezed out one just for the treats …

Sam’s weight loss Diary – Day 1

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My annual checkup with Dr Vanessa brought shitty news to my parents.  In a span of just less 1.5 years, I’ve grown from 5.8kg to.. *Drum rolls* 7.3kg! OMG That’s like 20% of my body weight!!!! BUT BUT BUT… before everyone panics, hush. Dr Vanessa added that my sexy waistline is still prominent. Hence, I AM STILL OF ACCEPTABLE WEIGHT! It’s just that, maybe it’s for the better of everyone that I try my best not to gain any more weight. Of course, meando Daddy took the opportunity to call me Fatty. Boooo~ As for Mummy, she decided it’s time for me to go on a diet. Less treats, less food, more exercise. (I’m only agreeable to point number 3, I veto the other two.) To get started, I decided to join Mummy on her Fitness Blender programs.  We started with Fitness Blender’s Puppy Workout. Unfortunately, stupid Mummy couldn’t concentrate and kept laughing.  Tsk tsk tsk. I was so focused lor. Oh well, I shall venture on my own then. I’ve put on my shoes …

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!!!

The aftermath of Pet Expo

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Sorry for the lack of posts.  The reason is simple. This is how I look for the past five days. Acting cute and being the centre of attention for three consecutive days sure is tough.  If you think I look like crap, you should see Mummy. But to spare you the agony of having nightmares from looking at how zombified she is, I’ll just put another one of my half-dead look. I’m recharging and should be back to my chirpy self soon. Meanwhile…zzzzzz

Conversation between Mummy and Daddy – Tail wagging exercise

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Mummy: Pecan doesn’t seem to be putting on much weight leh.  Daddy: Think her tail wagging burns all the calories. Look at Sam. He hardly wags his tail, that’s why so fat. Mummy: LOL Sam: …… My parents are idiots. That being said, Pecan’s tail is pretty amazing I have to say. It’s almost impossible to snap a shot of her tail as it is ALWAYS wagging at full speed. Crazy~ Maybe I should try to wag my tail more to burn the extra calories.

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 …

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! 

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 …