My anxious mummy

It is the third day of the Chinese new year and there was a party at my ah yi mama's place. Ah ma thought I should pay a visit to my sugar mummy so they brought me along.

I haven't seen my mummy for years. But I was so nervous about going out. That place was full of strange people. Mummy was wracked with anxiety and so was I. Fomfomfom had to carry me throughout. I guess I won't be going there next year.

At least I know where I get that anxiety from.

When 'no more' takes on a new meaning

They try to feed me my kibble. I'll refuse to eat. They'll say 'no more' and throw the kibble back into the container. That's my cue to start growling and wagging my tail. Then they'll offer me again. I will probably refuse to eat again. Repeat from the top a few times until I tire of the game.

That was pre blood test.

Now they count out 25 kibble. I eat them all. They say 'no more'. And it's really no more.

So miserable I am.

Chinese new year

Last night I peed on ah ma's rug after the reunion dinner coz I was angry they didn't feed me more liver. After ah ma had gone to bed, I made fomfomfom open ah ma's door and I peed on the replacement rug again. Whee.

It turns out I had had too much liver. I felt unwell in the middle of the night, took several walks around the house at 430 am and started honking at 730 in the morning. Everyone jumped out of bed and I got a close-to-2 hour walk downstairs immediately. They thought my breathing difficulties could be due to overeating or the 4 chinese new year red packets under my pillow. Maybe I'm allergic to the fancy envelopes.

No one knows, but they decided to detox me anyway. I'm so hungry, while they're bingeing on all the new year goodies.

Boo.

Happy Chinese New Year!

All shabu-ed out.

Munny

It is the time of the Chinese New Year again. Which means it is mega lottery time. Cha and ah bee were discussing the road to riches so I decided to contribute. Buy me 4 numbers, I said. 0000. Definitely auspicious.

It turns out the lottery thing is not the same as the other 4 digit lottery thing. Anyway, Cha went to place a bet, all numbers picked by the computer since no one in the family had any meaningful insight. At night, we tried to check for the winning numbers but it seems the entire Singapore is checking at the same time and the server is overwhelmed.

Never mind. The reporters will beat a path to my house tomorrow when they find out I'm the winner of the mega millions.

Somebody call the police

It used to be all-I-can-eat for supper. But they carefully counted out 25 kibble for my supper just now.

This is child abuse.

Bummer

I went for my routine blood test today. It turns out my liver enzymes are slightly elevated again. I hear they're going to put me on a diet, again. Eek. And all that talk about how I was getting fat and how they knew I was eating too much fat.

On the happy side, the vet woman was all praises for my teeth. They're so good I don't have to do scaling. She even showed fomfomfom and ah bee how to crack my very slight tartar with, get this, arterial forceps.

At home, they gave me a shuttlecock to play with and then promptly regretted it and gave me a tidbit to distract me while they stole my shuttlecock. And they wonder why I'm fat.

Sheesh.

The obscene and the prude

Fomfomfom and Cha went to play squash today and they came back drenched. Must have been some workout. It was also time for my walk so Fomfomfom went in to change her shirt. Only she didn't change her bra and after about oh I dunno 20 seconds, an imprint of her bra appeared on her new shirt. Coz of all that sweat you know.

Ah bee started screaming and told Fomfomfom she cannot go out of the house like that. Fomfomfom told Ah bee not to be a prude. Then Ah bee threatened to set Ah ma on her.

That was when Fomfomfom went into the bathroom and threw water on the front of her tshirt.

Well that's one way.

Ah bee my defender

I was just napping after my evening walk. Ah ma suddenly asked ah bee if I'm getting fat. She said she can't see my ribs anymore. Fomfomfom and Cha immediately, a bit too enthusiastically, agreed. I mean, who was asking them? Only ah bee tried to defend me. Quite weakly.

Coz later, fomfomfom tried to starve me of my supper by not letting me eat till I was satisfied. Ah bee gave me extra tidbits to make up for it.

I hate them.

New year binge

It's not Chinese new year for another week but the bingeing has started. They are complaining about getting fat but they're still eating.

I say it isn't fair; I want to start celebrating Chinese new year too but they say I got to wait till my blood test on Wednesday.

Rats.