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Snowie...I'm not a sled husky!

A painful operation

My dad had to do this to me a day before Bob's furday....;(

Daddy took away my water pail after 10pm and refused to let me had a drop of water. I was so thirsty. Hey, I need water, especially in such a warm summer night.

The next morning, while I was still in my dream, my dad had pulled me out from my bed and shoved me into his Toyota Rav 4. Then, I realised that I was going to somewhere with dad.

I started to smell of other doggie...and here I was, an animal clinic. And, I saw a handsome German Sheperd on the vet's table; I quickly dashed into the room trying to say hello but was being pulled away by my dad. Daddy said that I was very rude and not behaving properly like a lady.

Dad left me with the vet's assitant and left. I cried out loud because I thought daddy had abandoned me....

I felt a sharp pain when I opened my eyes...in fact, I was trying very hard to open my eyes. I felt very giddy and couldn't stand on my feets. What happened to me? There's a bandage around my tummy...., 2 drips' needles was inserted in my front legs. Oh my goodness..to my horror..I'm being spayed.

I heard Dad talking to the vet but I couldn't stand properly. The vet said that I was unfit to go home and had to stay behind for the drips. I felt so sleepy and pain in my stomach....Dad has gone home without me. I felt so hopeless and helpless. How could dad do this to me?????? The night was long and I felt so lonely and confused.....

The next morning, I saw Dad and Bob's mom at the door smiling at me. I was so happy..because I know that I will be going home soon....

A little bit about myself...

I was born in Australia, a dogfarm where very far from Singapore. And, someone had shipped me to Singapore, a very warm and humid island near to the equator when I was a pup.

I was being picked up by my dad in a Pet shop when I was 3 month old. I learned my potty manner very fast and the Pet shop's owner thought that I was very smart.

My dad named me "Snow" because of my red and white fur. However, my dad's mom (whom is my grandma) always calls me "Nono". Yes, I live in a house with a backyard in Eastern Singapore.

I love running and I always run like a sled-pulling dog. And, nobody could be able to catch up with me. There is this sled-dog blood in me though I never get to learn the trade. Daddy calls me a "Escape artiste" because I always run away from the backyard to explore the island by myself; but, I always lost my way home. Luckily, my dad always be able to serach for me within 2 hours.

I love being center of attention and I speak alot. I "talk" to my grandma every morning and she will give me some milk and treats. On the other hand, my grandma always wants me to do the "sit, paw, down" tricks before I get my milk and treats. I "speak" when nobody pay attention to me....

I'm a Pest control master as I help my grandma to catch cockroaches and lizards in her kitchen. As a result, her kitchen is so clean that no roach or lizard dare to come in for a free meal.

Don't be fool by my "wolf" looks yet I'm playful and goofy. I always create new games for myself when I'm being left alone. I will dig a hole at the backyard or try to chase away the birds. I don't get to play with my schnauzer cousin, Bobby, as they think that I'm too big and rough on him. Hence, I can only play with myself at the backyard.