Heres a couple-o songs my adoring human pals 'wrote' for me.
1) Maisie Dog (to the tune of Edelweiss)
Maisie dog,
Maisie dog,
Every morning you greet me.
Small and white
Clean and bright
You look happy to meet me
Blossom of snow may you bloom and grow
Bloom and grow forever
Maisie dog
Maisie dog
Bless my doggie forever
2) Maisie Dog (to the tune of the da chang jing theme song)
Mai-sie-dog
maisie-dog
You are the best
Maisie-dog
Maisie-dog
You are so cute
Oh furry dog-gie you are so white
maisie-dog-maisie-dog you are the best------
mai---sie
mai---sie
you are the cute doggie
maisie dog maisie dog you are the be-st
(lyrics to be finalised)
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Oh yes. I am a systematic dog.
Mummy gave me a cardboard box containing daddy's waterbottle. In order to get at it, first, I shook it around to give it the 'prey' feel. Next, I punctured a few holes in its side, then tore out the side cover, followed by the opposite one, and then the other two.
I am a systematic dog.
Sunday, July 23, 2006
Tis the season of the cherries.... I love cherries. A new precedence was set yesterday by Chris. He rewarded me with a cherry when I went to the loo.
Conclusion: Do a good job in the loo and you get one of those delicious juicy cherries for a reward. It's that simple.
1. Look in the direction where the newspaper is kept (I make sure someone notices me).
2. I stand outside the washroom and put on the "I need to use the washroom" face.
3. They get the idea and lay the newspaper down for me.
4. I get my business done and receive my praises for being such a good dog.
5. I stand outside the fridge and expect my reward (the cherries).
6. Keep fixing my gaze on my family, if they give me the lamb lung instead of the cherries.
Do it repeatedly until they get the idea.
7. Relish every moment of the prized cherry.
maisie fluffied at 7:27 AM
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Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Ants!! Those tiny but horrible crawling things. They have their way of getting to you without you feeling them until their small but mighty bites strike. There I was, leisurely taking my morning stroll when all of a sudden I felt ant bites all over my legs. I bolted, shook my head vigourously, jumped up a stone seat and down abruptly, rested, bolted, shook my head. Neither did they stop nor did they fall off. Dash home was the order of the day. Into the washroom I ran, scratched around on the piece of newspaper laid on the floor. Didn't help. My rescue came in the form of my bathtub filled with warm water and dettol. What a relief it was when I was put into the water and those pesky ants drowned in them. I could see their tiny bodies floating away from my legs. One survivor was found on my tail. It was picked up and shown to me. I sniffed at it and promptly ate it up - I am avenged!
maisie fluffied at 4:29 PM
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Sunday, July 16, 2006
Heard of an airconditioned kennel? Ultimate luxury eh? I got myself one thanks to some help from my human friends. I'll call it incidental innovation. I was playing around in my kennel, enjoying the attention of being push around it in. The last stop was outside and airconditioned room. That's when I discovered the airconditioned kennel. Here's the idea - get yourself a kennel and place it right outside an airconditioned room. It doesn't matter even if the door is closed as long as the door has louvered panels at the bottom. Your kennel should naturally have its openings for ventilation so the cool air slips through the louvered door, ventilation gaps and into the kennel! You can be assured of a good night's sleep this way especially during the hot and humid season. Lay a few of your favourite toys around your kennel to make it cosier. There - your very own cosy customised airconditioned kennel. This reminds me to turn in early. Good night.....
maisie fluffied at 8:50 AM
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