Her Majesty, Mercy the Queen
Friday, May 27, 2011 Posted by revalbertkang
Written with my very own paws - Mercy the Queen
You will notice that in this blog, I have declared my sovereign rule over all the critters in my house. Apart from Dad and Mom, I am the Queen!
I earned this title the hard way - Danny the black puppy had grown up. He is as tall as I am. One day, he was chewing on a bone and I decided that he had enough of chewing, So I took it from him... politely. You see, Dad and Mom had taught us all to be polite with one another - even to the Monsters. (Those who just read my blog - 'monsters' is a euphemism for cats).
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| Who Is The Queen? |
Danny did not want to oblige my politeness. He showed his yellow teeth and curled up his ugly nose. He lowered his head, let out a slow growl that most probably would frighten most critters. His paws were over the bone and his mouth gripped it tight. Before he could even say, 'jumping monkey', I already got the bone in my mouth. I was strong and fast... I mean really fast. For my stout size, most canines would be awe-struck by my speed. Daddy told Mom that I behave like the Hong Kong actor, Sammo Hung. I rather be known as Jackie Chan or Jet Li.
Back to the story about Danny's rebellion - and so I had the bone. As I settled down to chew, I saw a dark figure suddenly flashed beside me. Thanks to my instinctive reflect action - I rolled and was back on my four feet. The next thing I did was to jump on that black figure and went for his jugular. Then I realized that it was my 'brother' - Danny the Rebel. So I did not clamp my jaws hard but gripped him hard enough to let him know who was boss.
Danny was no push-over either and he tried to bite my front paws. This time, he really got me mad and so I pinned him down with my massive weight (not as massive as Sammo Hung's) and gave him a bit of sisterly advice. That advice was in the form of a harder bite to his right front paw.
Woof! Woof! The fight was over because Danny was screaming in pain. Daddy rushed out and this sad case of a canine went screaming and limping all over the front porch. By that time Daddy was checking his paws. After a while, Daddy smiled and said, ' no wound'.
Woof! Woof! I knew it all along that this sissy black canine was very thin-skinned. So, from that day on, Danny keeps his distance whenever I am chewing on anything. He has learned that I am the boss among the critters.
Pets, Dogs, Goodness, Mercy
Danny the Dog,
Fighting For Dominant,
Mercy the Queen,
Territorial Dispute
Alaska the Bully
Saturday, May 14, 2011 Posted by revalbertkang
Written with my very own paws - Mercy the Dog Blogger
The new monster by the name of Alaska thinks that she is the queen of the house. I have been tolerating her for a very long time. If it wasn't for my parents, I would have eaten her for lunch.
Mommy Grace is always the one who seems to notice such aggression by this little feline. She tells Daddy but the kind old man just smiles.
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| Don't mess with me! |
For example, yours truly was taking a half-nap, dreaming of that big bone that Daddy gave to Danny. I was smiling in my dream because I had robbed Danny of his bone and buried it in the a pile of towels. Now the bone was safely in my possession, I was able to sleep contentedly and... suddenly, there a tiny sharp pain on my left ear. Woof! Who attacked me?
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| Alaska shows her prowess by taking on two of us |
To my horror, another sharp pain joined the first and that caused me to jump back. Even with half-closed eyes, I was able to see this furry critter throwing a couple of left hooks. Too small to be Tabby Boy and too white to be Jelicle. It must be Alaska. When both my eyes were wide opened, there it was this fat sloppy monster of a creature, coming at me with more left hooks.
Many scenarios raced through my mind - I could have bitten off her paw; I could have even bitten off her head; I could have eaten her alive and... happily, I stopped my fantasy trip.
Dog Without Eyes Overcomes to Live a Happy Life
Wednesday, May 11, 2011 Posted by revalbertkang
Hi, this is your Dog Blogger, Mercy, again. I have an exceptionally good video to share with you. One of my canine friends, Myron is a blind dog. Despite being born without eyes, this wonderful dog still plays fetch and lives an otherwise happy life. Thank God for such a patient, caring owner and a great message - we can all overcome our obstacles.
Lulu The Hero Pig
Monday, May 02, 2011 Posted by revalbertkang
Hi, here is one of my favorite stories of a fellow pet even though it is not a dog.
Mercy the Dog Blogger
On the morning of 4 August, 1998, Jo Ann Altsman suffered a heart attack while vacationing in the north woods of Presque Isle, Pennsylvania, USA. Alone1, apart from the family dog Bear (who did nothing but bark at Jo Ann after she collapsed and tried to summon help by breaking a bedroom window of the mobile home), she lay on the floor yelling:
Somebody help me! Please help me! Call an ambulance!
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| Lulu the hero pig who saved Jo Ann |
Jo Ann, who had had a heart attack just 18 months earlier, was panic stricken. Another member of the Altsman 'family' was at hand though. LuLu, a housebroken Vietnamese Pot-Bellied Pig came to Jo Ann's aid. The pig was bought as a 40th birthday present for the Altsmans' daughter, Jackie, a year earlier. Going whale-watching for her birthday, Jackie asked her parents to babysit LuLu until she returned. It became apparent over the next few months that Jackie didn't really want LuLu, remarking to her parents she'd pick up her new pet:
Next weekend, next weekend.
The Altsmans soon became attached to LuLu, even as the piglet gained weight from a smallish 4 pounds to a more porcine 150. It was lucky however, that Jack and Jo Ann Altsman chose to keep the animal.
The Rescue Pig
LuLu took one look at Jo Ann and after 'crying2' for a moment, crashed through the doggy/piggy door of the mobile home and into the fenced-in yard. Lulu had never left the confines of the yard (except for a walk on a leash), but somehow she managed to push open the gate to get to a nearby road.
Witnesses reported that LuLu would wait until a car approached, then calmly walk out into the road and lay down in front of the oncoming vehicle. Drivers predictably honked and swerved, and one man later confessed to stopping, but being unsure of what the creature was laying in the road he was too afraid of getting out of his car to investigate. When a driver failed to stop, LuLu would return to Jo Ann to check on her, and then leave again to try and summon help. After about forty-five minutes the determined pig finally managed to persuade a young motorist to stop and follow her to the Altsman's mobile home. Entering, the young man called:
Lady, your pig's in distress.
Jo Ann feebly replied:
I'm in distress, too. Please call an ambulance.
The man, who remained anonymous, telephoned the emergency services and paramedics quickly arrived. When LuLu attempted to ride along with Jo Ann to hospital by climbing up into the back of the ambulance, the paramedics had to gently let her know she had done enough for one day. In her rush to get out to find help, LuLu had cut her pot-belly on a sharp edge of the too-small doggy/piggy door. However, this was the only injury she sustained; remarkable considering she lay on a busy highway for lengthy periods of time trying to stop cars.
LuLu's Reward
For her part in saving Jo Ann Altsman's life, LuLu the pig received, along with an incredible amount of local media coverage, what she apparently desired most. Jo Ann assured:
She got a jelly3 doughnut.
1 Her husband, Jack, was fishing on Lake Erie at the time.
2 A pig cries rather like a dog whimpers.
3 Jam.
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