Happy Woof year to all XoXo

Xo xo indeed - Sydney started off with the highest of humidity level ever and both my parents insisted on their so-call TRADITIONAL NEW YEAR'S DAY EAST COAST TRACKING. well, I m on the leash, so dont think i have a choice, but given one, I would have opted for anywhere indoor fully air conditioned and cushiony. So here we go on the walk - sooo many 2 leggeds, them snapping fotos of me and more fotos of me, step by step as we got higher and higher above sea level. Then bypass this one place that had 2 paps with huge camera outside, self important men in black chewing away gums trying to act like staffys but are not. Then all these flashed cars and limousines parked outside with a small entourage of (quote Mom) D listers:) congregating outside of this LEXUS 4WD firmly glued to their grounds, of course, all yanking "TAKE ONLY PICS OF ME!" I smell plastic only so i am not interested.

W reached this mountain summit where we took afew fotos last year as well and received this massive hug from this British lady who seemed to have left her female dobe (mm) at home and totally regretted after seeing my obvious adventure glowing all over my face. We rested there for abit, and that's it for this year - Mom's pregnant and couldn't walk further. I am excited that she's going to give birth to a toy!

we came across that nice lady once more who by then had 5 kids with her and all of them swarmed up to me and cuddled me like I was a Hollywood A-lister! oo, so much love! The adults chatted abit about dobes and only dobes. This is what dobe owners get up to regardless of where they are from. they are obsessive with us. Apparently, her dobe goes for her bed whenever she's on the fone. That's my new year resolution aha! Us dobes - we have attitude alright.

We proceeded to downhill tracking, and the toy inside Mommy wanted food. I got the pizza crusts today, not bad for a start. Dad scrubbed me down when we reached home //cos he said I was sticky. But, Dad, I am a dobe,we are born with valcros!

WHATS YOURS IS MINE TOO?

It's sooo good to come home after boarding for a couple of weeks! My bed...ooooh, I so missed. and my toys, chew chew chew!

Mom slept in and so did I. The minute she shuffled, I took a peek from my bed, flapped my ears and did my yoga stretch and approached. A couple of licks assured me she's gonna wake up for good this time.

I followed her to the kitchen where she prepared somewhat a familiar sandwich - CHEESE! HAH, that's my all time love you know, she knows. GAzed at her with my cheese melting eyes, and yes, she took a bite and gave me a piece from her share. It went on for a couple of servings, wished it never had to end, but it did. I was quite contented though.

I had the laziest day- slept again. Daddy got home and all 3 went for an evening walk for an hour. The air was crisp and the walk was no sweat. Nearly got a cat under my paws.

LAMB

Just want to announce that I have BULKED UP - rib wise and height wise. *Sneezes*

...and, I can crunch through bones e-a-s-y. Mom was standing there admiring my skills the other evening. I insist that she stay there and watch me in admiration. When she walked away, I fetched her to come out again. She's so patient. After all, I am the PRECIOUS PRINCE OF BEL AIR!

Ah hah! Don't think I can't sniff out the chicken liver - eww, they are foul. There you go - I am not eating that. Try harder Mom, and use yoghurt, anything to deceive my sniff buds. HINT - maybe cheese will work *TAILWAGS*

Mom says she's going to upload pics of me soon. Don't forget to check out my hot bod then..woof woof!

Balls, Poodles & Collars please

Now, i was being put with Rohan for a couple of weeks while my parents went away. I had the best time flirting with all the gal doggies and, of course, gelling with the male counterparts as well. We ran like no tomorrow at the park everyday - I always let loose! I loooove chasing after the ball, mouthing it,and chucking it at Rohan before he tossed it out again. Ball fetching - so my thing.

That day at the park - a poodle had her ball and I went to get it, only to lock myself in an unexpected bloody saga over that one ball. She had gone for my left rib for some reason,and punctured me. Rohan rushed me to the vet but the vet had a hit-and-run doggie situation - nasty - and I had to wait for my turn. They wanted to put me out in case I bite when they were stitching me up. Rohan convinced them that wasn't necessary; so they stitched me up when I was all awake while Rohan gave me treats. I did whined abit, but nothing major that would ruin dobe's global dynamic reputation. Hah, all sorted. Now, i gotta grow that part of the coat.

The door bell buzzed. I smelt my parents. I jumped and jumped until Rohan got the door. Rohan engaged in a serious conversation with my parents and it went on for a while. They seemed okay after inspecting my wound. They thanked Rohan for bringing me to the vet. I whiiiiined all the way in the car ride home. Mom and dad both kinda ignored me. What are they thinking?? Don't they miss me?? Touch me for heaven's sake!

Well, we got home alright - HAH! New toys on new clean bed by the sofa! I had a go at them - one of them look like George except it's camel colouring. Squeaked like a wuss. Mom tried on 5 new collars on me - F-I-V-E. You should see them IRL, all in plush 100% leather and customised just-for-me.

HAH. Hmm, chicken, I smelled chicken! Yum, i finished 1 kg up and slept like a baby that night with Mom stroking me down watching tv. I love Mom. She's thee best!

million.paws.walk

What a heavenly day! The morning was perfect with not a single cloud anywhere. A perfect blue, that sort of blue that make you wish you are on holidays, Mom always says that.

Dad jumped out of bed at 11-ish and tugged at Mom and went,"We've missed the Million Paws WALK!"

In 2 minutes, I was bundled into the car and was roaring towards Homebush Bay where the annual Million Paws Walk was held. I had a fair amount of time to stretch behind the car, thank God. I don't really care where we are heading; I just wanna be with my parents every sniff of the way.

Viola, we got out of the car, and it was eye candy for me! Soooo many dogs at one place, and having a ball of a time. There seem to be stall after stall and families after families. Some with kids, others with tons of dogs of all sizes. We ran into our first dobe, a black+tan one, can't remember his name, but he was kinda calm and senior. After all, he's nine years old. We were kinda polite sniffing well until he tried to hump me, I growled my loudest. Geez, that's no way of embarrassing me in public! Mom and dad had a real good chat with them and we moved on.

Finally we left the place, with Mom holding a new brown bed in one arm and a bag of something in the other. I wasn't interested in that bag - surely there's no food.

I returned home buckered. I loooove that bed, couldn't stop suckling at it, no reason why.

18 months oldie

Ayyy, I checked out my ribs at the courtyard today - they are looking pumped, and boy oh boy, on the right track of serious M.A.N.hood alright.

Mom still kisses me like I am a baby; sometimes I wish she would be more discreet. Dad loves to wrestle me to the ground, which I absolutely love..so man about that act!

It's getting cold here, Mom gave me my own feather down doonas, so warm and cuddly.

I had my shower the other day. Mom says I don't really need one to often because of my organic diet. But she gave me anyway. Burrrr, so damn cold. Those treats that she dished out while showering me makes it so worth it. She sure knows how to distract me.

So I turned 18 months old. I think I am getting so there...will post soon.

IF THERE'S A DOGGIE HEAVEN

The weather's a lot more chilled - 20 degrees today.

Still, it's a terrible chapter in Australian history - the Victoria fire is unstoppable. Swallowing everything in its path, unforgiving and fierce.

To the LOOTERS - Wish I can have a bite of your arse!

I pray to doggie heaven to open up and let it rain like no tomorrow...only in Victoria, not anywhere else. Queensland is flooding. I am so so lucky here in Sydney. I want to wake up to a better tomorrow, yes, a better tomorrow..I can only pray.

PRAY FOR RAIN *MENACING BUSH FIRE RAGE*

Now, my entire household is blanketed with silence - bush fires are raging in Victoria and still very much alive and hungry.

Mom and Dad are so saddened with the alarming number of lives mistakenly taken over just a weekend in Victoria. Disturbing images of exhausted burnt grounds, charred tree branches, collapsed piles of bricks that look like dried up poo, wrecked cars that look like messy cardboards...grief looms over the nation.
http://news.ninemsn.com.au/slideshow_ajax.aspx?sect ionid=9016§ionname=slideshowajax&subsectionid=150966&sub sectionname=bigfires

What's become of the world? To think that more than half the fires were deliberately lit, a sickness that no sane person could comprehend nor want to contain. Yes, a terrorist attack in our own Aussie backyard - initialled by the most selfish 2-legged culprits, too gutless to fess up to their massacre.

Now's the time for the nation to stand as one, to pray for rain, and more rain, for Victoria. For Mother Nature's intervention, for stricter legislation to pass to deal with these culprits when caught, if caught. To those of you out there who embrace miracles like we do, we invite you to pray alongside with us.

To those families who are overcome with sadness and loss, we know that God is hugging you right now and will never let go. To all the 4-leggeds who are rescued, woofs woofs and eternal chesty rubs. To the genuine volunteers and fire fighters, whose undying spirit may dwindle ever more so with time, we pray for almighty strength. To the deceased, our hearts are crying for you.

Oh, and to the culprits that bring about this disaster - justice is closing in, may be in baby steps, advancing no matter what and, eventually, it'll be knocking at your front door.
http://www.skynews.com.au/news/article.aspx?id=301598

T o Kevin Rudd, stay calm ... and collected. The entire nation's looking up to you for closure on this matter. You, as the nation's leader, have to be alpha of the pack. So brace up!

MOM'S DELIMMA FOR TODAY - Should we donate or not? Are we paying for the government's mistake?

Well, I am at my best behaviour today.

http://www.smh.com.au/national/governorgeneral-cal ls-for-best-and-bravest-20090210-8383.html

THEE BLACK BOX

.....the latest intruder shaking up my closely knitted family of 3.

Mom won't stop playing it every night now, a daily after hours routine with 2 creatures in them. "That Robin keeps getting into Batman's way..."

Mom, you drop me off at Rohan's everyday and pick me up in the evening. we ARE supposed to be spending quality time whenever we get a chance.....? hello??

She's at it again tonight. So I whined and whined, a trickery I mastered so well that you won't even catch me breathing least to see my whiskers tremble. Never fails to get Mom's attention. She took a look at me and patted on her spongy left thigh, "Come here boi..." all within 1 second. Darn it...

I leaped unto the couch, beside Mom and laid my head on her while she continued playing with her living dead pet...this is not looking good. Check out my sad eyes Mom. They spelt a kezillion words, words like "pat me, touch me, valcro your hands unto me, don't let them leave me!!!!" and "I don't like THAT BLACK BOX!! Chuck it out!!!or else I will reconstruct it at any chance, you watch me!!..." I rolled over demand for affection. All in vain*BOO*

Okay, she still didn't get it. DON'T say i didn't warn. At 1 this morning, my brain is churning alright. I gotta plan my moooooves and make sure no DNA giveaways. Yesss, any chance at all.

NEW YEAR BRINGS NEW BREEZE

We so slept in alright into the new year. That lazy arvo, I was greeted with a weird bowl of assorted meat and funny cheesy stuff, so I refused my feed. "He's so spoilt, that boy..he doesn't like biting through bones..."

Daddy sat himself comfortably in front of the big screen in the lounge and started playing this big boys' game - NBA 2K something.

Then Mom planted herself between us on the leather couch. Hours passed and I fell asleep again, in the most elite and ideal positioning - between my 2 most beloved.

I was awaken by the sound of my collar dangling from Mom's hand and was ushered into the car almost after. We went for a really nice car ride towards this place called Bondi. OMG, sooo many people, I have never seen sooo many 2 leggeds in one place ever. Some, I must say, are quite stark naked but happy. The weather was brilliant and we climbed up this track where Mom made me pose and pose and pose...the ocean view would send anyone speechless and, for me, I was so dying to check out what's beyond the cliffs but Mom said "NO! It's dangerous BOI...HEEEL well BOI..."

We bypassed this restaurant where it's packed with men in black suits - very self important energy around. "..God, so this is where all the try hards hang out huh.." purred Mom. I stared at those men. Yup, what a horrible atmosphere. These people, how come they look like carrots?

A breeze fanned across my face then. Hmm, a new beginning. Can't wait to see what's in store for this year.