Nope… It’s not our birthdays.. It’s just that Mummy received news that allowed her to finally heave a sigh of relief.. Yap. Pecan’s biopsy came back clear! So in other words, this feisty ah ma is here to stay!!!!! That also means I’ll be stuck with her for a while more… NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~
When Mummy first adopted Pecan, this crazy feisty ah ma’s energy was higher than mine. She even did better than me on her health checkup and blood test. (I failed my blood test twice due to high protein levels, aka eat too much.) For a while, Mummy thought that she adopted a ten-month-old rascal and not a decade old granny. Seeing how healthy and hyper ah ma is, I was quite resigned that I will be stuck with her for a long long time. (NOoooooooo) The only problem was that she was not sterilized. After taking ah ma’s age into consideration (plus, I’m neutered), Mummy decided to let it be and not let ah ma undergo the surgery for that. Little did she know that this will come back to haunt her. *Den den den den* (Movie dramatic entrance) Basically, Mummy noticed that ah ma’s vulva was exceptionally swollen. While she thought that ah ma was in heat when we first got her, it remained swollen even after six months. Sensing that something was not …
Every time someone asks Mummy about why she decided on Jack Russells out of the many breeds, she would let out a resigned sigh, take a deep breath and express regret. Then, she would start ranting about our countless antics, e.g. too hyper, feisty, small-dog-syndrome, blah blah blah. What la~ So not fair right? JRTs are the best breed ever lor. So to our defense, let me and Pecan ah ma tell you what an awesome breed we are. To begin with, we are super intelligent. So smart so that we can do things on command. Mummy: “Smile Sam~” Sam: “Ay ay~” We can even nod in agreement with your philosophical views. We have the best begging faces. So please don’t bother saying no to us. Wahahahhaha.. We live life and know the best ways to distress. Such as by having a drink or two. (FYI, I’m legal k. I’m four doggie years old, which equates to 28 in human years!) OR simply sleeping our lives away on our nice cushion… though we secretly prefer …
Running out of ideas for birthday/get-well-soon/congratulatory presents? Why not get a Jack-in-a-basket then? Not only is it packed with tons of cuteness and love, it is guaranteed to bring a smile on the face of your loved one. Instantly. Choose between a PEE-KEE-PIE HAMPER Lightweight and compact, it comes with a treat-powered tail that wags 24/7 and on command. Simply say “PECAN” (in the most excited voice you can squeeze out of your throat) and you will send that little stub wagging for as long as you stare at her, with a smile of course. Great for kids, families and even the elderly. WARNING: KEEP AWAY FROM OTHER DOGS Or a.. SAM-MO-MO HAMPER This is an absolute “value for your money” purchase (all 7.8kg of it comes at a fixed price). Adorable and shameless, he will beg endlessly for tummy rubs by laying on his back, anywhere and anytime. He will even do his repertoire of up to 10 tricks with just a treat in your hand without a single command required. Simply show it …
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 …
We are not from the same litter. In fact, we are six years and half a globe apart (I’m American-Born-Chinese-Dog while Pecan’s a true-blue Singaporean). Yet, our sibling resemblance is so strong that there’s no denying that we are both from the Loo-Lim household. How? We bunny hop the same way! We bark the same way. Our ears (and tongues) fly the same way. We fetch the same way. (By fighting for the same toy..shhh) Last but not least.. we smile the same way. How can we not be siblings?!
It’s bad enough [for daddy] that Mummy’s office is located at an industrial area since there are tons of warehouse sales happening in the vicinity. It’s even worse when it’s a lifestyle furniture store (Egg3) having one. (Yes, Mummy is a sucker for home furnishing) BUT… Unlike Daddy, we are always happy when Mummy brings home new stuff she bought as more often than not, they are for US! Wheeeee….. #wedaboss Obviously in Mummy’s dictionary, there is no such thing as “too many beds” and we are pretty aware of her addiction. Hence, we weren’t overly surprised when she purchased a floor cushion that doubles up as a bed for us! (I swear Daddy let out a sigh when he saw it. HAHAHA) Thank you Mummy for my new bed! Just when I was enjoying and relaxing on the comfy cushion, Pecan ah-ma crawled up sneakily beside me and settled down. WHY?! That’s when reality stuck. My only child days are over. Booooooo…. Well, at least Pecan ah-ma seems to like the new bed as …
Mummy whipped out the old reindeer ears we have (we bought it from Macys) to get us ready for some festive photo taking. Unfortunately for her (and lucky for us), we only have one pair. Thus, to determine the better candidate to don the piece, we both have to first model it. Who makes a better reindeer? (Chants: Pecan! Pecan! Pecan!) This was one competition that I wanted Pecan ah-ma to win. Why? Cos winning means you have to wear the stupid ears. Yucksss. Hence, I was overjoyed when my parents thought that Pecan looked cuter in it. (I think her non-stop turbo tail wagging sealed the deal.) BUT… just when I was still gloating over her win, Mummy, out of nowhere, pulled out a hideous elf hat and put it on me. Noooooooooooooooooooooooooo…. Of course, I wasn’t very happy. -_- Yet, this was nothing a couple of treats can’t fix. So I put on my best smile for the shot of the night. Too bad Pecan didn’t get the memo that she needs to …
Remember this? To welcome Pecan ah ma to the family, Mummy bought Pecan her very own lunch bag too! Not surprisingly, Mummy got her a cat bag and an equally cute cat bento set! (She’s like the cat that mummy will never get. ooops) So now, Pecan finally has her own lunch bag to put her own meals! Wheeee…. congrats ah ma! Ain’t the two bags and bento sets just look so cute together! Of course, two happy pups! PS: We even held hands! We saw Mummy packing our meals for tomorrow in! Can’t wait to see what surprises are in store for me. Mummy’s note: Sorry pups. You are getting the same old kibbles. Wahahahah
Sam Forest Loo Lim 