The Bone...

My Sundays are filled with school now. With Chester graduating to agility, I have been working really hard to catch up and graduate soon! Lucas told Mumsy that I can start going for agility classes already but she doesn't think so and wants me to be absolutely good at obedience first. Cos honestly when there is another doggie around (preferably a gal doggie) I don't listen to her at all! I mean why would I want to listen to her NAG at me when there is a nice doggie (no white ones please) about my size that I can play with? Ah, but that's another story.

So after school last Sunday, Mumsy bought more milk for me (I like my food with milk, I'm still a pup!) and asked Lucas if it was ok to start me on real bones. My Mumsy is rather particular about dental hygiene and after this incident, I have been rather touchy with my mouth. I simply don't like anybody touching my mouth, although if it was Mumsy, I am slightly more forgivable. So to ensure that I have good teeth, gnawing on bones is the way to go. After some recommendation for Lucas, she chose the pork bone for pups for me! And I got to savour it that evening after my shower. Yumz!

After attacking the left, attack the right!

Don't waste! Smaller bits can be chewed on too!

I need my paws for better leverage.

Hrmmm which is the best way to finish it up?

Let's lie down and enjoy it slowly...

There's even a veedeo of me enjoying it!

Cody the Cowardly Dog

It is pretty obvious that I share this post with my Mum. Who (doggie or otherwise) would call themselves a COWARD?



My Mumsy said I remind her of Courage the Cowardly Dog, a dog that is terrified by the most mundane things in the world. I shook my tail at that, cos I am NOT that a coward. She begs to differ though. I tried to erase this but Mum took her metal back and edited this post, so I am limiting the damage by rewriting the whole thing.

Yes I got to admit I have a huge fear of the dark now. I used to wait eagerly for my walks at night, wagging my tail off and giving my hoomans a big grin when they take the leash out. But nowadays, I am a bit more subdued. Don't get me wrong. I still prefer to get out and stretch my legs but why can't they bring me out when the big globe of light is still shining? And why on earth do they have to bring me to dark places? I keep having flashbacks of that fateful night when the darn husky sprang a surprise on me. I'm sure if I have seen him coming, I would have given him as good as I got! So now I keep whirling around to check my back when we are out. My hoomans are pretty irritated with this behaviour and try their best to encourage me to walk properly (not run away in fear).

And yes, I am sure after what I have gone through, you would understand why I try to make myself invisible when I encounter another dog. Why can't my hoomans be more understanding? They brought me to the dog run last Sat and all I wanted to do was to dig a hole and bury myself when I saw the number of huskies there! There were other big dogs too and I was too petrified to do anything else but hid under the bushes. Mumsy dragged me out and made me sit in the middle of the field, holding my collar. When other dogs came up to me to investigate, it took Mumsy everything to prevent me from bolting away. I actually snapped at a friendly cocker spaniel when he persisted in sniffing my butt! Dad pitied me and suggested to bring me home early. I was so relieved that I ran to the gate and stood there while my hoomans took their own sweet time.

I thought we were going straight to the veehicle but NOOOOO, my Dad said we should sit at the benches next to the pond for a bit. All around me were big dogs getting their shower and being dried. The only good thing was they were leashed or placed high up on a table so they couldn't get me. However, next to me was a small Maltese that was super friendly. My hoomans were laughing at the way the Maltese was standing on his hide legs and dancing around. I was pretty glad to watch from afar but that Maltese decided to come and make friends. I immediately got up and tried to tug my hoomans towards the car but they were too dumb to make a connection. So I had to run around in circles AWAY from the Maltese. Gawd, it is killing me just to admit this fact, but I prefer my version of the story than what Mumsy had written. The Maltese was like some mad possessed dog, twirling on his hide legs and coming after me at the same time! *Shudder* I can't write anymore about this without dying so I guess it is better you watch the veedeo yourself.



Mumsy was concerned enough to tell Lucas (my trainer in case you are wondering) about my bad(?!) behaviour at the dog run when I went for class on Sunday. To try see how bad I was, he brought up 3 of his dogs, Bailey, Jean and this chocolate lab. I was trembling in fear because on Sunday I was the only dog that attended school and I was always hanging out with puppies! But Lucas brought out my fav toy, tennis ball, many of them in fact. He bounced the balls around and rest of them chased after the balls and I did the OPPOSITE. I ran away from the dogs! Mumsy joined in the fun and after seeing how the other dogs ran after her for attention, I was jealous that she wasn't playing with me. I started to run after the balls she threw and after awhile I started to enjoy myself! I was so surprised at myself when I ran after a ball that Jean was chasing and grabbed it away from her! Needless to say, I had the best training session that afternoon!

All the same Mumsy is thinking of sending me to K9 Kulture for more socialisation classes. I can then have a relaxing massage with Auntie Zoe and have lotsa fun with Benny! Thinking of all the fun I can have with Benny almost make me forget the fear of socialisation classes!



I am still deciding if the pain from going for socialisation classes is worth Benny's wild romps! What do you guys think?

School with Chester!

Chester my brother, finally got his lazy ass off the floor and came to school last Sun! I think I did gain a bit of weight on him cos this time I managed to get on top of him while we wrestled! Even before school started, both of us were muddy and wet. This is the first time I got to roll in the mud without Mummy screaming at me. In fact, she and Uncle Ian were both looking at us, torn between amusement and exasperation. Photo below is when we are still clean.

We also got chased by Spice, the husky, our fellow classmate. For some strange reasons, she kept coming after me! What's with me and huskies?? I am either getting chased by one or harassed by one! Urgh! She gave up after awhile and went for Chester instead. Here's a peekture of Chester showing Spice his tummy, except Spice has already moved away from him. He laid there for 5 mins, just showing his belly to the rest of the world! I think he wanted to enjoy the mud. Afterall the hoomans always gush about some mud wrap and spas... I don't know why Mummy is so stuffy about me rolling in the mud when hoomans do it too!

Lucas thought us how to sit and wait but I was rather distracted by the other dogs that I got punished. Threw a tantrum after that and refused to look at either Lucas or Mummy. I mean all I want to do is to run free and play with the rest of the doggies. Mummy tried to bribe me with chicken sausage but I wasn't gonna soften my heart. Hmmmpppff!

Didn't get to play with Chester Kor Kor again. But we did see him doing a magnificent catch when Auntie Shannon threw the frisbee. I overheard Daddy asking Mum if I would ever be like that. I think that's why Mummy is throwing my keebles at me during every meal, making me jump and catch them. Sigh...

Back to school!

Hiya guys! I am baaaaack! Feeling as fresh as a daisy (I never seen one in my entire life) after my prolong rest. I am feeling better too! No more runnies in the last 48hrs, though I haven't managed to poo either. Mum said she would give Doc Dog a call tomorrow to ask abt my lack of poo. I can't understand these hoomans sometimes. When I poo a lot, they freak out. When I don't do the deed, they freak out too. They should learn from us dogs, to chill out a bit! I did enjoy the change in diet! Doc Dog said I needed to eat something bland like steam chicken and rice, but I think there is something wrong with her taste buds! She should try my hard brown yucky stuff I get for dinner! Steam chicken and rice beat that paws down!

Mumsy said I need to thank a couple of doggies and their hoomans for their prayers. I didn't see any prayers though. Did my hoomans hide them from me? All the same, I wanna thank Uncle Ian (my bro's hooman), Auntie Grace, Auntie Zoe (Benny's Mummy) , Auntie Shannon (big Chester's Mummy) and my newest net friend, Wally, the corgador! I am better and I am sure one day I will sniff out the stash of prayers you guys gave me. I am sure it's somewhere!

I went back to school today! My bro Chester played truant though. I was one of the tiniest there! Everybody was so much bigger. I got swiped at by a huge dog tied by the fence! I wanted to go over to say hi but he hit me with his paws! I got a shock cos normally they will go for my neck but this guy literally smacked me in the face! I met one of my old kinny-garden classmate. Spice is friendlier now. She didn't bit off my head! Oooh I saw another corgi there too! I forgot his name but he seems so big!

I learnt some heel work today. Lucas also taught Mum to walk me in circles. Kinda silly if u ask me. We should walk with a purpose, i.e. piss everywhere, chase after other doggies and munch on the grass. But I wanted the sausage so badly that I just let Mummy lead me round and round and round. In the end, she was a lil' pale in the face cos she was dizzy. Daddy, on the other hand just sat around, talking to Auntie Shannon and Uncle Dan. I wanted to prance over to play with Chester Kor Kor but Mummy kept making me walk around in circles instead. By the time I was free to go, Chester Kor Kor had to go for his lesson. I saw the way he flew off Uncle Dan's back! I think I got a new hero! I wanna be like him when I grow up!

I can't wait for next week's lesson! Chester (my bro) will be coming and we can wrestle! I hope I managed to gain some weight on him. He always manages to overpower me! More steam chicken please if you didn't get the hint!