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Heat and light

March 18th 2009 8:06 am
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It was such a hot day today. I only lasted 10 minutes during my afternoon walk. I had to cool down by the letterboxes.

The sun was still mercilessly at it in the evening. Almost went blind, I did. My big eyes are vulnerable.

I felt it was a dangerous day for me.

 

I don't eat apples coz that would make me a cannibal

March 17th 2009 8:31 am
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I ended up at the vet's again today. I learn that I am 5.8kg. And the vet woman put her fingers somewhere and did the unmentionable again, so I shat in her hand to show her that I disapprove. Every single month I disapprove.

Then she showed me who's boss and gave me a jab. It was my annual vaccination and she forced me to swallow a deworming pill. Yuk. They should make a pork flavoured deworming pill in bubblegum colors. Why hasn't anyone thought of it yet?

At home cha and fomfomfom carried me during my walks and I squealed. Coz the jab hurt and they pressed on my back when they carried me. I told them, pingping pain pain. And they kissed me and said I was a good girl.

It's a good day afterall.

 

Pong vs Ping

March 16th 2009 7:53 am
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Ah bee came back from work and her feet stunk to the high heavens. She was sitting so close to me I lost my temper and tried to bite her nose off. What shoes can do to a perfectly respectable person. Not that ah bee is respectable, of course.

Me, I never wear shoes. That's why my feet always smell good. They smell like the earth and like me.

 

Thunderstorm

March 15th 2009 6:31 am
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Oh how it rained today. The rain wasn't falling, it was dumped down. The wind howled and whined and our flower pots fell off the ledge. The thunder and lightning and rain and wind were like a full symphony. I'm glad our building is still standing.

 

Kiki and Koko need haircuts

March 14th 2009 9:57 am
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Ah bee was tired in the afternoon so we slept together in 1 Cosy Corner, cha cha's room. We wanted to hold hands but cosy corner was a little small so we settled for side by side. It was cosy.

Thunder woke us and we hurried downstairs for my walk. We met koko and kiki. Koko likes me, so he licked my butt. I didn't tell him I'd just pooped, giggles. I like Kiki more, coz Koko always tries to pee on me, but Kiki is so shy he retreats when I go close. I like a coy boy. A coy toy boy would make me very happy indeed.

 

What big hair she has

March 13th 2009 9:17 am
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I saw this 8 month old baby girl today. She is small and fair and cute. And she has more hair on her little adorable head than our entire family combined.

Fomfomfom says her friend has a six month old baby and she has like a grand total of two strands of hair. And cha's friend has a one year old girl, who has three strands of hair.

What an amazing head of hair. What envy.

 

The moon tonight is round like my big beautiful eyes

March 12th 2009 7:42 am
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I met Baby today. She was stuck at the BBQ pits with her maid, who had her feet up, yakking away on her cellphone. I thought Baby was lonely so I went to play with her. We sniffed butts and played neck-to-neck. Then I waved bye bye to her coz I had to go and sit on the badminton court bench.

I was on the bench contemplating the world when cha snuck up behind me and kissed the back of my head. Fomfomfom giggled and I sniffed at them.

What childish people.

 

Hello, Stranger

March 11th 2009 7:30 am
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Ah bee has been either working late or going out after work, that I haven't been seeing much of her at all. Today is the first day this week I'd seen her before bedtime. In fact, she came back at dinnertime. I put my head on fomfomfom's lap and I said to ah bee, "Who are you, Stranger? I need some personal space on my left please."

Ah bee was so rude, she moved even closer to me. Fomfomfom tried to swat her away like a fly but to no avail. So fomfomfom threw in the towel and went to bathe, and me and ah bee were friends again coz she owned the only available lap.

 

Let her eat pork

March 10th 2009 7:58 am
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It is my birthday today. I am 5 years and 3 whole months old now. And I got pork to eat. It kinda makes my skin itchy and bumpy, but cha said since it's my birthday today, I can have pork. Ah ma also lovingly made me pan fried potatoes, so I had pork and potatoes. It's all about alliteration. Ping ping eats pork and potatoes. Giggles.

So now I get to eat pork 5 times a month. 4 times on bath day, and once on birthday. There it is again, alliteration. And if my birthday that month happens to be on bathday, I will take my bath one day later.

Cha praised me for being so smart. I said, but of course, I am one month older and wiser now. Cha, on the other hand, is not. It must be dementia setting in, it happens in stupider species. Cha went out to buy me pandan and walnut cake for my birthday, but they never let me eat it.

 

Maybe we won't switch on the air con tonight

March 9th 2009 7:47 am
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It was so cold today. It started raining in the morning and it rained all afternoon, and I missed my afternoon walk so I was unhappy. Luckily it stopped raining in time for my evening walk so I went down to sploosh.

It is my secret how I managed to avoid a bath after splooshing. I was happy, but cold, so I snuggled next to cha on the sofa to watch tv. But there was a foul smell so I tried to ask cha if she smelled it too. She shook her head vigorously and the smell was soon gone so I went back to snuggle.

Later I heard cha giggling and telling fomfomfom that she had farted me coz I was always farting her and the rest of the house. They are so childish. So I called her fwarty cha fwarty cha fwarty cha. And she called me fwarty ping, and I called her fwarty cha again.

I think she is so childish.

 
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