Hero the Sharpei

Two Peas in a Pod

2012-01-30T22:47:00.001+08:00

Since the stork brought meimei to us, I have been a dutiful furry brother to her...

... as I watched her grow from a tiny puppy to a playful little sister.

I kept a close watch on her to make sure she was safe and sound...

... and I showed her how to be cool when we clown around.

We went to the park together for our walkies...

... and I made sure she knew how to do her potties.

I was there to encourage her on her first time out at the beach...

... and I taught her where to look for food that was within reach.

As my partner in crime, she is indeed at her prime.

Weekend Frolic

2012-01-15T00:07:00.000+08:00

Cheerful laughter reverberated through the house early in the morning...

... and the curious me went over to check on the source of the merriment...

... only to find little meimei playing gleefully on a pool of water.

A naughty meimei trying to release the air out of her pool by chewing on the valve stem.

Later in the morning, we went for a walk around the neighborhood...

... where meimei got to wear her favorite pink bucket hat.

She's so restless all the time and just couldn't keep her hands off me even when we're resting.

After the walk, it was time for lunch and off we went to a restaurant. The hoomans had grilled prawns with tamarind sauce...

... stir fried bamboo calms with ginger in superior soup...

... squid in asam curry...

... and fresh oyster omelette on hot plate. I only got to sniff the food though, how unfair, this is abuse.

After lunch, we took a drive to the nearby beach for an afternoon stroll.

Morning glory flower in full bloom under the nurturing hot sun at the sandy beach.

Whoops! As I was running excitedly to the beach, the clumsy me fell flat on my wrinkly face on the sand...

... coz some silly dude dug a gaping pit on the sand. The mean koko laughed and said I looked funny falling down... meh!

After the embarrassing fall, I took it easy instead and strolled along the beach...

...enjoying the sea view whilst checking for any peemails.

The water was very inviting for a swim but Mr. Fun Killer said I just had my bath, so no getting wet... sheesh!

A solitary boat moored along the shore overlooking huge vessels further out at sea.

Meimei had her funsies in the pool, I had my zoomies at the beach, we had our walkies and the hoomans had their nommies... time to head home and called it a day.

Fraser's Hill

2012-01-06T10:28:00.003+08:00

We went up to the highland resort of Fraser's Hill for some refreshing mountain air.

We followed behind this trailer laden with logs on the way up, but not for long as koko overtook it for a change of view.

And all I got for view was meimei staring at me throughout the whole journey.

Almost there, another 8 kilometers of uphill ascent.

Finally, we arrived at 1524 meters above sea level after hours of climbing winding mountain roads.

The roads in this little quaint town is lined with beautiful flowers.

We took a leisure walk along the pavements and meimei practiced her steps as I watched over her.

Colorful flowers on planter box along the road...

... and I wasted no time checking for any peemails.

After all the walking, the hoomans took a rest on a bench but meimei was still excited and wanted to keep going...

... so I have to keep her entertained for a while.

More pretty flowers...

... for me to sniff.

This golf course on the hill was among the first golf courses in Malaysia, constructed in 1925, that's really prehistoric in dog years.

A serene lake with paddle boats for some fun, but dogs are not allowed to go into the boat... bah!

We arrived at a Tudor-style cottage house that was built in 1926, which evokes the charm of English countryside.

Meimei getting her pony ride on the playground.

Better for her to ride that thingy...

... than to ride on my back, I guess.

I was required to pose for this boring touristy picture, for memory's sake they said... well, it's a dog's life.

Like a new bloom, hope everyone has a fresh and bright start to the year.

Trip to the Pet Store

2011-12-18T22:30:00.001+08:00

We started the day by going to the park for a walk.

Taking a moment to enjoy the morning sun on the park bench.

This interesting weed is called Touch-Me-Not, where the leaves fold inward and droop when touched. The hoomans love to play with it when they were still puppies.

We arrived at the mall just in time for the shops to open.

I waited outside the shops while the hoomans went inside to look at stuff.

This waiting game can be quite boring... why do the hoomans need to shop so much.

How long more do I have to wait...

... before we can go to the pet store?

Finally, we get to go upstairs to my favorite pet store.

There are so many kind of foodables here for the hoomans to choose... but I still prefer my meals to be cooked.

Ahh! This section is more interesting... the toys section.

Ohh! Snacks! Can we get the salmon flavored one up there... pleeease.

There are a lot of interesting looking fishes in here too.

These tropical ornament fishes are too small to be eaten...

... except for these Japanese carps.

Can we bring some home for sushi tonight?

Hello little guy! Hope you will find a forever home before Christmas.

Hey Mr. Bunny, where's your Christmas stocking outside the bunny house? Santa is getting ready to visit us soon ya know...

... and here's wishing everyone a Furry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

A Hike and Seafood Lunch

2011-12-10T16:38:00.003+08:00

It is a beautiful sunny morning...

... and off we go hiking by following the beaten trail in the jungle.

Hurry up, will ya! We are almost there at the top.

Leaving my peemail for other animals to read.

Nothing beats a good hike in the jungle...

... on a sunny day like this.

Wild mushrooms sprouting on the damp forest ground.

We come across some kind of nest made with dried leaves... better not disturb it, never know what is inside.

Busy checking the place for any peemails.

Having a drink at a stream after a long hike...

... and also getting a refreshing dip in the water to cool off my body.

After the hike, the hoomans have lunch at a restaurant that is built next to a fish pond.

A goose come out to greet us at the entrance.

Here we are waiting for the food to come, or rather the hoomans are waiting, as I'm not allowed to eat... bah!

The hoomans feast on fried prawns in salted egg yolk...

... barbecue cockles with sweet sour Thai sauce...

... and barbecue fresh mud crabs.

This is the resident pet, a yellow crested white cockatoo.

I got excited as I discovered something moving nearby...

... and it turned out to be a turkey hen scavenging for food below the table.

It can get pretty boring while waiting for the hoomans to finish their lunch...

... but that's alright, coz it's a wonderful day.

A Day at the Beach

2011-11-07T16:13:00.015+08:00

As the stillness of dawn intertwines with the sound of gentle waves... a crustacean lays lifeless on the sandy shore.

Not far away, on the contrary, life just begins for a certain plant on the sandy shore.

And for a certain dog, the very same sandy shore is filled with life...

... as he plays zoomies across the beach whilst the sun rise.

And for a certain meimei, this would be the first time she has been on a beach...

... where a lifetime of memories awaits her.

But for the certain dog, this place is full of sweet memories...

... as life may be short in this world...

... but the memories it holds last forever.

Goodbye, Twixie Girl

2011-09-25T23:02:00.012+08:00

You were the first few furiends I had,

when I started blogging many moons back.

You came sniffing me in a surprise,

I was smitten by your weinerful eyes.

Your sweet smile I will always remember,

like our date night back in the summer.

Up in the starry sky tonight,

there is a star shining bright.

Your soft giggles I could hear,

from up above my little dear.

Till we meet again in a magical swirl,

you will forever be my Twixie girl.

love always, hero

Sunday Brunch

2011-09-19T11:18:00.001+08:00

We are at our friendly neighborhood restaurant for a late breakie cum lunch.

Boy! I am already staving... where are the nommies?

Meimei and I decide to stake it out under the table for any food droppings.

She guards one end of the table...

... and I monitors the other end for complete coverage.

Oh! Pumpkin soup with my favorite garlic butter bread.

Yummy yum yum.

Any luck at your end, little sis? I scored some yummy garlic bread.

A curious girl looking at us with amusement...

... as I continue to wait below the table for more nommies.

The main dish... juicy grilled meat patty, crispy bacon, spicy sausages, pork schnitzel, skewed kebabs and seasoned fries with fresh garden salad.

Can someone please feed the dog?

Yummilicious... keep them coming.

A well fed dog is a happy dog.

On our way home... can you tell that there is something not right in this picture...

... and yes, it has something to do with meimei.

Yup, I'm relegated to the far back row as a result of meimei. No more access to the driver's cockpit, and this is suppose to be my pei mobile. Can you believe that!

Happy 5th Birthday!

2011-09-06T00:12:00.018+08:00

This is koko writing a post here.

Today is hero’s fifth birthday, and I would like to share with readers the journey thus far with our beloved dog, whom have been a big part of our lives.

It all started one rainy afternoon five years ago as cheche and I were lounging on the sofa reading the paper.

“Let’s get ourselves a dog!” exclaimed cheche, suddenly breaking the silence.

For a moment there, I sweared I could hear my brain cells popping trying to think of a response to that unexpected suggestion, as to try not to take this conversation any further.

“You mean the battery operated kind? Like Aibo?” I muttered, hoping for an affirmation.

“No! I mean a real dog,” she replied. “Having a dog in our lives would be great.”

“But, but do you think we can handle a dog in the house? Having a dog requires time and commitment!” I protested.

“I always wanted a sharpei, and there’s an ad on the paper today,” she pleaded determinedly.

After due deliberation, we agreed to go and have a look but reminded ourselves not to be hasty in any decision. So off we went to check out the puppy in the advertisement.

We arrived at a house in a residential neighborhood in Klang. As we entered the house, a stocky man with body tattoo came to greet us and led us to the kitchen at the back to view the puppies. The house was filled with other puppies as well, bulldogs, poodles, pugs and even a pair of fila brasileiros. We saw two sharpei pups inside small cages lined with soggy newspapers, one was apricot and the other a fawn red, both males from the same litter. The sharpei puppies were still at their infancy, about one month old, and they looked very fragile and weak.

“Only the white color one is for sale,” said the man pointing to the feeble pup inside the cage. Cheche and I looked at each other, pondering what should we do next as we were more worried for the well being of the puppies in such condition than anything else. Without much hesitation, I told the man, “We’ll take the puppy.”

He advised us to allow the puppy to stay a further two days before bringing him home due to his weak condition. We nodded in agreement and left the place after paying a deposit. But as fate would have it, the little apricot sharpei puppy and us were not meant to be. We received a call the following day informing us that the puppy did not make it through the night. And so was the brother.

Two weeks later, we received a call from the man again. This time round, he told us he would be going to Indonesia and a friend of his has sharpei puppies for sale. He asked whether we were still interested. As the sad event of past weeks was still fresh in our memory, we told him only if the puppy were old enough to travel, then we would consider. He gave us the assurance.

With that, hero came to us on 4th December 2006 at three months old. Little did we know what to expect then. I was hoping for an instruction manual that came with him. Seriously.

“As a family, we do things together... and hero is a member of the family,” said cheche. “A dog does not care how much money you have or who you are. All they care is how you spend time with them,” she continued. As young urban professionals, spending time means a trip to the local shopping malls, dining at chic restaurants or a cup of coffee at swanky cafes. We couldn't have possibly brought hero with us for most of our outings.

And for this very reason, there was a time we asked ourselves whether getting hero was a right decision. Those endless non-stop vacuuming in the house which drove cheche crazy at times. Those long extended couple getaways we used to escape to every now and then seemed to be a distant memory and not to mention the numerous occasions we were refused entry to our favorite places because we have a dog with us now.

But when we looked at his wrinkly face and how he never fails to put a smile on our faces with his silly antics and goofiness, any doubt about our decision was clearly gratuitous. With hero around, he really does brighten up our days. Bliss is the wagging tail of a dog welcoming you home each and every day. Bliss is the licking tongue of a dog waking you up each and every morning.

We always try to give hero a happy life as we possibly can. So we made efforts to spend time with hero by bringing him for short excursions out of the city. However, little did we realize that what were supposed to be mundane trips for hero turned out to be such exhilarating experiences for ourselves as well. Through such outings, we swam with the fish in the open sea, we had the opportunity to watch baby turtles hatching by the shore, we came face to face with monitor lizard in the jungle, we encountered dangerous snakes in the mangrove swamp and lots more exciting adventures.

“I hope he will bring you much joy,” said the heavily tattooed man as he handed over a fidgeting puppy to cheche on a sunny morning five years ago. And when we looked back, not only did hero bring us joy, but he also showed us the meaning of unconditional love and taught us about unbridled loyalty. It was inspiring to observe how hero always found joy over simple things in life, often reminding us of the child we once were... where we just laugh and play, and worries were so far away. Most of all, hero pushed us beyond our comfort zone to uncharted adventures... and in the process of doing so, sprinkled our lives with endless drops of happiness.

Because of hero, we watched the prettiest sunrise and discovered the most beautiful of beaches. Because of hero, we crossed the deepest rivers and trekked the most difficult of trails. Because of hero, we drove the longest miles and traveled the most winding of roads. Because of hero, we climbed the highest mountains and saw the most colorful of rainbows.

And it is because of him... we have the happiest of memories.

Happy Birthday furry one! It has been a truly wonderful journey and thank you for leaving such endearing pawprints on our lives.

You are our hero.

koko, cheche + meimei

A Walk By The Beach

2011-08-23T00:10:00.001+08:00

I love walkies by the beach.

There are so many interesting things to discover along the sandy shore...

... as the salty sea breeze blows gently from the ocean.

And I do a lot a marking too at the beach. One never knows what kind of creatures would come out from the water at night to check peemails.

This is a dead jellyfish washed ashore on the beach.

Some of these jellyfish are poisonous, I'm not sure if this one was.

Checking the smell of this thick rope that must have fallen off from a ship and drifted to the shore.

A dead root jutting out from the sand...

... and I try to bite off those tiny shells growing on it.

This must be the tree trunk that came off the root.

Woohoo! Jackpot! Look at the size of this dinosaur bone.

*sniff! sniff!* Oooh... it's a log, bummer.

Oh well, bone or no bone, I will mark it nonetheless.

*sniff! sniff!* This is a cuttle bone...

... which is an internal shell of a squid and it's full of calcium.

A dead fish on the beach.

A sashimi snack perhaps?

*sniff! sniff!* I don't think so.

Hey! A sea coconut... this is fun.

Resting with my sea coconut after some playful chasing with this little nut.

That's why I love the beach so much.

Storks, Squirrels And Walkies

2011-08-12T11:02:00.002+08:00

We went to a park for a late afternoon walkie.

There is an observation deck at the park which overlooks the lake.

A flock of pigeons flying across the lake.

Hey look! What is that over there?

It's a congregation of wading birds at the lake bank.

These are painted storks with their distinctive pink tertial feathers.

Look! There is one up above...

... coming in to join the flock.

I get to enjoy a good view of the lake from here...

... and watched the many kind of birds which call the lake their home.

A pair of paddling white pelicans enjoying an evening stroll on the lake.

Enough of bird watching, let's go explore the park.

It's a nice place for walkies, surrounded by trees...

... with interesting benches carved from logs...

... to rest our tired legs.

This is the poisonous pong pong fruit which yields a potent poison, often used for suicide or murder during the old days. The tree is also known as suicide tree.

*sniff! sniff!* I picked up a scent...

... of a squirrel somewhere nearby.

Can you see the squirrel taunting me from behind the tree trunk?

Ooh! I picked up another scent, there must be more than one squirrel among the trees.

I saw it!... and I chased the tree rat around the Japanese bamboo plants...

... until the little fella made his way to the top of the coconut tree for safety.

Having a rest after the tiring chase under the wooden pavilion at the park.

With all the walking and running, I needed to quench my thirst from the lake...

... before continuing my sniffpedition of the place.

Taking a moment to enjoy the view...

... and tranquility of the lake.

Playground by The River

2011-08-05T12:06:00.003+08:00

We went on a walkie by the riverbank.

It was a nice sunny afternoon with a gentle breeze.

Where is the playground? Let's go find the playground shall we.

I can see a bridge over there.

Crossing the suspension bridge over the river...

... as it swayed under the wind with squeaking noises.

Woohoo... we finally reached the playground on the other side of the river...

... and I wasted no time checking out the place.

I wonder where does this lead to?

Climbing higher...

... to explore further.

Oops... no more pathway ahead, a dead end.

Now how am I going to get down from here.

This seems pretty scary to me.

Okay... be calm... I can do this.

Whee... easy peasy and that was really fun.

Hey, what is that over there?

Can I climb on this thingy?

No? Okie dokie... whatever you say, Mr. Fun Killer.

Taking a rest on top the cooling park bench...

... while enjoying the surrounding greenery.

Park Zoomies And Sissy

2011-07-27T00:11:00.003+08:00

I went to the park with koko over the weekend for some walkie.

I did some speedy zoomies at the open field...

... until I was dog-tired with a mouth full of slobber.

Interesting looking beans on a tree branch.

Having a drink from my water bowl in the pei mobile...

... before we headed home.

Back home, a cooing meimei greeted me.

At six months old, meimei has learned to roll over...

... and she has been busy pinching my wrinkly face each time I go near her.

Not only she has learned to roll over...

... but also discovered another pair of tasty paws to her utter delight.

I have taught her well :)

Fireflies Watching

2011-07-13T00:18:00.004+08:00

On the way to watch fireflies, we made a few rest stops to have some snacks.

Each time we stopped for refreshment, I would peeked out of the car to have a look.

Waiting for cheche to buy something from the fruit stall...

... that sells an assortment of mangoes and other tropical fruits.

I got to taste some of the fruits too before deciding which one to buy.

We finally bought a packet of rose apples, or popularly known as jambu air locally.

The flesh of the fruit is crisp and watery, with a very mild rose scent and a slightly sweet aftertaste.

And I love my jambu air.

On our next stop, as I popped out of the window...

... I caught a whiff of one of my favorite snacks.

The aroma of freshly roasted chestnut filled the air and beckoned from afar.

With my acute sense of smell, I managed to trace the divine aroma to a makeshift stall near the road.

Over here in Malaysia, chestnuts are usually roasted with coffee beans and sugar...

... in a huge wok equipped with automated turning mixture arms.

We continued our journey with two paper bags of freshly roasted chestnuts...

... to keep us busy munching on the road.

Upon arriving at our destination, we had dinner in a seafood restaurant...

... whilst waiting for the sun to set.

By the time we reached the jetty, it was already late evening.

I was filled with nervous excitement as we boarded the boat in thick darkness.

In the stillness of the night, we traveled downstream into the river to locate the fireflies' colonies. We were advised not to touch the water as there might be crocodiles lurking under the river.

Not long into the boat ride, we were greeted by hundreds of twinkling tiny lights dancing through the trees along the river.

Due to the fireflies fragility and its sensitivity to bright flashes from the camera, we did not take pictures of the fireflies. Doing so would harm the little bugs.

Anyways, pictures and words cannot really describe the amazing feeling when the glowing fireflies started to come toward us from the mangrove trees as the boatman expertly lit his torchlight intermittently to mimic a mating signal. There were hundreds of tiny luminous lights moving in symphonic harmony through the moonlit darkness and finally landing on my nose and paws. It was truly an enchanting experience as if one is transported to a world of magical fairies. A magnificent sight to the eyes of the beholder that would stay in memory forever.

On the boat ride home, I was sleepy and mostly in dreamland... dreaming of brightly lit fairies and cotton candies.

Hiking With Lucky

2011-07-08T00:03:00.002+08:00

I was enjoying the car ride as we passed by the city on the way to our hike.

We started our hike at the bottom of the hill. Can you spot there were two of us doggy in the group?

This is me, having a sip of water before our ascend...

... and this is Lucky, checking for pee mails at the foot hill.

Yup, my pal Lucky is also a sharpei, a meat mouth pei to be exact, and he does look like my pei pal from New York, Lola.

We made a good tag team together, since my tail points to the left, I was in charge of marking the left side of the trail...

... and since Lucky's tail curls to the right, he was tasked to mark the right side.

It was quite a laborious climb up to the hill...

... and I was a thirsty pei. Also I needed to replenish all the fluid after all those intense marking.

Enjoying the tranquility and the beautiful view of the lake at the top.

Lucky having his drink at a water retention pond...

... and he decided to have a dip as well to cool off the heat.

Like a hero, I jumped into the water to join Lucky...

... only to realize the water was cold and I sprang out of the pond in a jiffy.

There were many makeshift bridges along the hike...

... and we have to be careful when crossing these wooden planks.

Like a marching troop, we moved into a single line when crossing these narrow bridges...

... with Lucky following closely behind us.

We took a rest under the shade before continuing with our hike...

... and I took the opportunity to scout around...

... and left more pee mails...

... before continuing with our descend from the hill top.

The trail was filled with lots of wild flora and fauna.

Taking a breather under a huge tree on the way down.

We arrived at a small water retention area and decided to sniff it out.

It's in us, peis are naturally ~~busybody~~ curious about their environment.

Lucky having a relaxing dip in the cold water after all the trekking...

... and I joined in too as my weary legs could do with some refreshing soak.

A pretty little wild flower along the pathway as we made our way back.

I was so tired on the way home, I could hardly opened my eyes.

Beautiful Sunrise

2011-07-01T00:08:00.038+08:00

As the balmy dawn breaks over the horizon...

... we play zoomies at the beach in unison.

We dance merrily in the breezy morning air...

... to the sound of the crashing waves without a care.

A dance in a beautiful sunrise together...

... in memory I will cherish forever.

A serious angler on his daily routine...

... a curious sharpei checking his lengthy machine.

Cheche, will you please hold the fishing rod...

... while I look out for any swimming cod.

Seashell on a white sandy beach...

... a little crab inside within reach.

Reach I try with my dainty paw...

... and reach I try with my snappy jaw.

A seashell and a wrinkly dog... that's all from my simple blog.

An Evening Stroll

2011-06-19T00:05:00.001+08:00

The day started off with us lounging in the room and me taking forty winks on the couch.

My nap was disturbed by meimei's persistent cooing for her stuffie bear that has dropped from her bouncer...

... of which I duly picked up for her.

Oh look! The Dog Whisperer is on tele...

... but watching tele is boring.

Can we go to the park instead for a walk... pleeeaseee.

Nothing beats going out for a stroll in the park.

Someone really need to tell meimei how to be more ladylike when riding on her stroller.

Either meimei is getting too comfortable with those little feet jutting out or she is showing off her new socks.

We stopped for some drinks as the night set in at the park.

No prize for guessing whose drinks were those...

... and whose socks were these.

As meimei showed everyone her new jingling moo-moo socks...

... I just lied down and watched the world go by.

And before we knew it, it was time to go home for meimei's bedtime.

Siblings?

2011-06-07T09:18:00.000+08:00

This little annoying punky puppy is whiny, cries all the time, disturbs my sleep at night, vomits milk on me and constantly takes attention away from me.

This furry prune head is always giving me his wet nose therapy, barks too much, farts too often, licks and tickles my feet and forever follows me everywhere.

ARE YOU SURE WE ARE SIBLINGS?!!!

Maybe with more love, she will grow to be my BFF.

Into the Mangrove Swamp

2011-06-01T00:02:00.030+08:00

Whilst koko is feeding the pei mobile, cheche bought us some snacks... *sniff! sniff!* Ooh! Beef sausage with cheese... one of my favorite sausages.

Please excuse my slobbering on the car... the sausage is yummilicious.

Finally we arrived at the makeshift jetty to board our boat...

... to the mangrove swamp located downstream from the river.

I love riding on a boat along the river, ...

... coz I get to experience all kinds of sight and smell.

With the warm sunlight on my back, we travel downstream as the gentle evening breeze blow across my face...

... and the whispering wind sway the trees along the riverbank.

However, the tranquility is suddenly broken by a sharp screeching sound from up above the trees.

Can you see a furious monkey on top the tree?

The reason the monkey is making such a loud shrill cry...

... is because the monkey is trying to warn a monitor lizard from encroaching into the monkey's territory. Can you spot the huge lizard in the water among the mangrove roots?

The mangrove swamp is full of dangerous creatures...

... and one has to be careful when entering the water way.

Oops! A fallen tree... better move to the side to avoid those jutting branches.

OMD! What is that thingy above my head?

It's a poisonous mangrove snake! Also known as cat snake... it preys on lizards, birds and rodents along the river with its toxic venom.

Phew! Luckily the snake did not fall on my wrinkly head. It's safer now that we are out in the open again.

Hey! I see something approaching ahead of us.

It's a couple canoeing along the river. That looks like fun... wish I could go on a canoe one day.

Listening to the hoomans talking...

... about a pair of courting hornbills above the tree, and how once they are together, the hornbills are paired for life.

The boatman is describing to my friend from France how he once caught a giant catfish in this river.

But I don't see no catfish in the water though...

... all I see is my cheche in front of me...

... whom I love very much *licks! licks!*.

Sorry for the wet smooches... but unlike the snake, my venom is filled with unconditional love.

Seaside Excursion

2011-05-24T01:50:00.001+08:00

We went on an excursion to the east coast for a weekend getaway at the beach.

Having a pit stop at the roadside to refill our tummies...

... with some yummy snacks at the makeshift stall.

Hey! Pass some of the coconut over here. The dog needs to refresh too, ya know.

This is more like it... I love to eat coconut flesh...

... as it cools the body on a hot sunny day.

Woohoo! Finally we arrived at the beach...

... and I wasted no time in checking out the place.

Sniffing for important pee mails on the ground.

Getting some love from cheche...

... before cheche and koko disappeared to town for some toast and coffee...

... at their favorite restaurant that served the most delicious nasi dagang (rice steamed in coconut milk with fish curry).

What is a dog to do but to wait patiently at the resort.

This is Charlie the cocker spaniel, my next door neighbor.

Cotton, the resident cat having his afternoon nap...

... whilst Peter rabbit is searching for food.

Hooman puppy playing on the trampoline...

... and hooman puppy biting on a funny looking bone.

Later in the day, hooman puppy and I played at the beach...

... where I got to know some new furiends too.

This is Moose the bull terrier from UK.

A little hermit crab in a shell... now you see it...

... now you don't... nom nom nom.

One of my favorite activities is taking the raft out to sea.

And with a good distance out...

... I would dive into the water...

... for a good swim...

... back to the shore.

This is a lot of fun and I would do this several times...

... until I'm dog-tired before resting on the sandy beach.

Back to the city to pick meimei up at the babysitter... perhaps the next time she can join us.

Me and My Sister

2011-05-15T22:32:00.001+08:00

A dreamy me...

... and a relaxing meimei.

A curious me...

... and an inquiring meimei.

My dainty paw...

... and meimei's little paw.

A sleepy me...

... but an animated meimei.

Me and my itchy paw...

... meimei and her tasty paw.

From New York With Love

2011-05-09T00:02:00.002+08:00

I received a package in the mail.

What could it be? Who could it be from?

Hey look! There's a stuffy in here...

*sniff! sniff!* Hmmm, I smell a rat...

... but of the fun kind.

It's a hedgehog whose snout I love to bite on... and it squeaks too when pressed.

The pressie is from Dr. Linda Tintle, a practicing vet at sharpei friendly Wurtsboro Veterinary Clinic in New York. Dr. Linda has contributed tremendously to the sharpei breed through her tireless work on their health issues.

Dr. Linda also sent meimei a card... how sweet of her.

What's in the pack? Is that nommies?

No yummy treats here but dietary supplements for my chronic inflammatory disorder. These supplements are specially formulated by Dr. Linda to aid various health conditions in dog, especially sharpeis. For more information, please visit HyVitality.

Thank you Dr. Linda for the lovely cards and stuffy toy, you are definitely my favorite doctor in the whole world :)

Pssst, Doctor! Between you and me, on the next order, try putting peanut butter jelly inside the capsules. Okay?

Boat Cruise at The Mines

2011-04-18T00:27:00.005+08:00

A beautiful morning with the frangipani flower in full bloom...

... and little meimei cooing away without a care.

I'm super excited today coz koko promised to take me for a boat ride.

I'm all ready to go.

Finally we are here... Ohh! I see the boat, come follow me.

The boat is starting to move...

... and head towards a canal...

... which runs through a shopping mall.

There are so many water taxis moored along the canal bank in the shopping mall.

We finally emerge from the mall...

... and out into the open sky.

A sense of tranquility beckons over the horizon.

Ahhh! I can feel the fresh morning breeze on my face as the boat cruises along the lake.

There are some upscale residential houses on the lake.

What's this? Safety rules and regulations?

Oops! It says no standing on the boat...

... but standing on four-leg does not count, I guess.

We pass by the shopping mall again on our way back.

This is a bridge inside the mall...

... and this is another bridge on the outside as we approach our disembarkation area.

Once on land, I waste no time in getting to know some furiends.

There is a competition going on at the stage, it is a pizza eating contest for both hooman and dog.

This Jack Russell and his hooman look like a formidable duo...

... as the dog woofs about the team's preparation to the emcee.

Hi there, my name is hero.

Busy as a bee checking peemails everywhere.

This is Kiki. She and her daddy are from Hong Kong.

Taking a breather under the tree... I'm exhausted but it's definitely a fun day.

From Illinois With Love

2011-04-12T16:35:00.003+08:00

Oh boy! A package in the mail for me.

Look at all those pressies! Either Santa is getting forgetful or Christmas must have come early this year.

Woohoo! Look at the loot... it's from my good furiend Kasha The Dainty Great Dane in Illinois.

This super duper cute card is handmade by Kasha's momma... how lovely.

Oops! This is not mine, it's for meimei.

Yup! This one is for moi.

Can someone please help me put this on?

Do I look good in blue? I think blue is my color.

There's one more pressie for me...

... and I wonder what could it be?

It's a tuggy toy...

... for me to tug at and play bitey with when I'm bore at home.

The hoomans also get pressies too...

... in the form of a book.

Dog. Bliss. You. Hmmm, wisdom for the hoomans...

... from observing a dog's behavior. There's just so much for them to learn from us.

Oh look! And a sharpei birthday card too!

Isn't the card cute? Kasha's momma sure knows what my hoomans want ;)

Not to be left out, my little sister received pressies too.

Checking out the beautiful dresses for meimei.

I can't wait for meimei to wear her colorful dresses.

Wait! What's this and what does it say...

... a little surprise inside for meimei?

It's a miniature cake with a flickering candle on top... how cute can that be.

And it is handmade by Kasha's momma too... can you believe that! She is one talented lady.

Thank you so much, Kasha and momma. I'm such a lucky dog to have a furiend like you and we will always cherish the lovely pressies.

Diet Supplement

2011-04-01T00:06:00.076+08:00

The hoomans recently purchased a book from amazon.com on alternative medicine which advocates the idea of eating one's own feces as a diet supplement. Feces contains probiotic benefits by increasing the amount of useful bacteria in the body which helps to prevent constipation and enhance the immune functions. With that, poor me is the subject of testing and a lab dog for their so called experiment in the name of health.

Apparently morning poop is the best due to its high bacteria content...

... but I tell ya, anything coming out of the digestive system in the morning can really stinks one to high heaven.

As per the instructions in the book, the feces has to be spread out and dried under the sun for 2 days before consumption.

The sun-dried feces has a brownish color to it due to oxidization process and this suppose to rid the poop of any stinking smell...

... but one thing for sure, the smell still lingers and it ain't nice.

Are you sure this is edible, Mr. Know-It-All?

This stuff does not look like a palatable snack to me at all.

*sniff! sniff!* Ewww!... can I have some salt or pepper to go with this?

Yucks!... this tastes like shit... no kidding.

This is the most offensive thing I've ever eaten in my life...

... as the pungent rancid taste overwhelm my senses and hit straight up my nostrils.

Blech!... I think I'm gonna puke.

Those are certainly not feces but healthy and tasty chicken treats.

Just add some water, mash up the treats with a spoon...

... and with a bit of creativity, we have some tasty "shit".

*pei laughter* BOL!... sorry I crack myself up... hope I put a smile on you this April Fool's Day and make your day brighter.

Pei ess: Attention to all puppies, please do not try this at home, the poop eating that is... and there is no such book promoting feces eating, it's just a fictitious book cover :)