Alaska, The New Monster In Our House
Friday, November 12, 2010 Posted by revalbertkang
Written By My Own Lovely Paws - Mercy the Famous Dog Blogger
Mama Grace had a sprained ankle and so grandpapa and grandmama paid us a visit. Goodness, Danny and I were so excited that we jumped all over them. Danny was especially rowdy and lacked social graces so much so that Daddy locked all of us outside in the front porch. It was a good thing that he left the wooden door opened so, the three of us just peered in from outside.
After a long visit, grandparents left. It seemed that the night would be another quiet one. that changed after two hours later. I had to rub my eyes with my paws - right at the front of the gates were grandpa and grandma... and who was with them? The moment for happy barking and jumping had arrived again. That was our favorite aunt and our personal vet - Doctor Pam.
Once again, Daddy, the spoiler of our fun came out. This time, I got locked in the cage and the other two were ushered into the house so that the two grand ones and the good doctor could walk in without our harassment.
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| Alaska the new Monster |
I smelled it first. Doctor Pam had a carrier with her and in it was a new monster. Daddy took the monster out and cuddled it. He called her, "Alaska". I remember when it was Mommy who named this monster when she first appeared at our house. Doctor Pam had taken Alaska back to the clinic and did the same procedure that she had done on me and Goodness. Danny had a different procedure that was meant for male dogs.
The next day, Alaska disappeared from the cage. She had found a hole and decided to go gallivanting. However, hunger brought her back in the afternoon and I could see Daddy grinning like a clown. He was muttering to all of us, "Friend, friend!" I guess Daddy was afraid that we would swallow that new monster up. He should be more afraid of Tabby Boy because I saw him gave that killer-stare at Alaska. Sooner or later, this Tabby guy will show the new monster who the real chief monster of the house is.
So, whether we like it or not, Alaska the new monster is now a part of the family. Welcome to our house, Sister dearest! Bow wow wow
Who Broke The Vinegar Bottle? Not Me!
Friday, October 01, 2010 Posted by revalbertkang
Written by my own paws - Mercy
I was by the kitchen door while Daddy was up in his study. I saw him taking a plate of delicious grilled chicken thighs and a couple pieces of bread plus his big mug of coffee up the stairs. He always loves to work and eat at the same time. That's why there is always grease on my... eh his laptop.
Well, back to my story... as I was saying, I was at the kitchen door when I heard a crash. I jumped and barked at the mysterious crash. There it was... a mess of black liquid and a broken glass bottle. Shattered glasses were everywhere. There was Jellicle who looked very innocent standing next to the mess. He was the first suspect for the damage. Then I saw, through the corner of my eyes, Tabby Boy, up on the window sills. He was the second suspect for the accident.
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| Jellicle was the first suspect of the accident |
"Who broke the bottle of vinegar? WHO?"
Daddy looked at me. I was lying far from the accident, as close to the front door as I could. My heart was beating fast even though my fat body was very still. Would he blame me?
Daddy paused and sized up the situation. He remembered that the black vinegar bottle was on the lower shelf and the cats loved to snugger inside the lower shelf.
He finally said, "Stupid cats!"
Smart Daddy!
Ha! He blamed the cats and that meant I was in the 'okay' zone. I stood up and wagged my tail in full agreement with his expert detective work. As I walked towards the kitchen door... slam!
Daddy slammed the door in my face... almost flattening my nose. What was he doing? So I stood on my hind legs and peeped into the kitchen through the glass-part of the door.
A major cleaning project was in operation. Daddy was holding a plastic bag and filling it with all the broken glasses. To pick up the small glass fragments, he used a piece of bread. Then he used toilet papers to clean the vinegar tile by tile. He grabbed the mop to finalize the cleaning project.With a few quick strokes, the floor was as clean as before.
By the time, he walked out of the kitchen, he was soaking with perspiration. He was not much of a cleaner but I think he did a great job. I inspected the kitchen floor and not a drop of vinegar. Even the smell of the vinegar had been masked by the citronella or lemon grass natural cleaning agent.
Jellicle walked by and I told him off for causing the mess. Tabby Boy walked by and I told him off too... for not warning Jellicle. They ignored me... do you know why?
I will tell you why... because cats are deaf. They are as deaf as ... eh... eh ... dead cats!
Bow wow wow!
Ouch! Insects Attack!
Wednesday, September 29, 2010 Posted by revalbertkang
Written by my own paws - Mercy
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| The swelling on the lip has gone down |
I screamed very loud while my siblings ran for cover. Daddy came to my rescue when he opened the door. I ran into the house to hide but there was no safe cave or hole to hide. So I scratched the marble floor to dig a hole to hide.
Daddy was wondering what had happened to me. He kept asking, "What happens to you, Mercy? What happens to you, Mercy?" By then, I was trying to hide behind the curtains in the living room. Then I ran up to the study and tried to hide in the corner near the toilet door.
Suddenly I felt very thirsty and asked Daddy for a drink. Our Daddy has learned animal language and so he understood exactly what I wanted. After a refreshing drink, I became calmer. That was when Daddy noticed my swollen lip. He informed mother and she told him to use Apple Cider Vinegar to manage my lip.
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| The swollen bite marks are quite evidenced |
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| Ouch... the bites itch badly |
I was extremely tired by then and followed Daddy back to the study. He then prayed for me. What a wonderful Daddy! He believes that if God is concerned about the sparrows, then God is definitely concerned about me. Daddy allowed me to sleep next to him while he worked on the laptop. After a couple of hours the pain was gone and I was fresh enough to run around with Goodness. Danny Boy had to go back to his cage because he is still coughing. As for the insects, they just disappeared.
Bow wow wow - what an experience!
One Happy Family
Monday, September 06, 2010 Posted by revalbertkang
Written by my own paws - Mercy
Danny is a very funny dog. Whenever he pees, he sprays urine on his front legs. Mommy complains that Danny has a bad smell. Poor Daddy has to wash him all the time. I overheard him mumbling about teaching Danny the right way to pee. However, with two crippled hind legs, peeing normally may be difficult for our dear brother.
Danny is a very obedient dog. He does not complain when left alone out on the front porch. He is not allowed to roam freely inside the house because he has not learned how to control his bowel.
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| From left: Danny, Goodness and me the Big Sister Mercy! |
The other night, when Mommy hugged him, Danny peed all over her. Whenever, he gets excited, he sprays his fountain of blessings. He also loves to lift his 'gold deposit' in the living room. Whenever, we hear Daddy screaming, "No! Danny!" then we know that Danny is in trouble again. Now you see why he has to be left out on the front porch.
The other problem with Danny is that he has not learned where to poo. Even while walking on the front porch, he does not spot the cemented area for us dogs to poo. He just decides that he has to poo and so he poos! Most of the time, the thought about pooing comes whenever he is by the front gates. This puppy produces really big pile of poo poo.
Once again, before our car can be parked on the front porch, Daddy has to clean the poo poo. He uses lots of old newspapers and water to do this smelly job. Thankfully, our water filter produces enough water from the back-wash to clean all the poo poo. The grass in front of our gates is green and healthy - thanks to the back-wash water that cleanses Danny's poo poo and also Goodness' and my regular fertilization contribution.
Danny has a very very loud bark. Whenever he barks, there is an echo that follows every bark. Thankfully, he does not bark that often. Daddy and Mommy do not allow us to be noisy. They are really upset if we bark for no good reason.
Danny is also a very playful dog. Whenever he wants to play, he will 'bite' my legs or Goodness' legs. He will produce a playful growl and then the game will begin. Goodness and I have learned how to subdue him but this thick-skinned fella is very tenacious. In spite of being pinned down or pushed off, he would return again and again... until all of us are exhausted.
Danny does not playfully bite Daddy or Mommy. Our parents trained him early not to use his teeth. So Danny only lick their hands and legs.
Even though Daddy and Mommy are looking for a new home for Danny, we pray that they will not be successful. We have fallen in love with this happy-go-lucky puppy and we like him to stay with us forever.
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