Friday, February 29, 2008


Been wanting to tell everyone the whole week but LS was too busy to type for me. Think she's just being a sourgrape about it.

Well, I camped out for nothing after all. LS overslept and so did her friends. There goes their dawn outing.

Bet you have not seen me laugh for the camera so far.

Sorry I have to turn the other way to laugh as it'll be rude to laugh right at LS' face.

Ha! Ha! Ha!

Saturday, February 23, 2008

My Dog Towhee

A story to share.

My Dog Towhee

Jerome K. Jerome said, "He is very imprudent, a dog is. He never makes it his business to inquire whether you are in the right or in the wrong, never bothers as to whether you are going up or down life's ladder, never asks whether you are rich or poor, silly or wise, sinner or saint. You are his pal. That is enough for him."

I have vowed to be more like my dog. No, not in that way.

Each day when my faithful canine companion goes outside, she is so excited to see the outdoors. She can't wait to sample the new day. She rejoices in having another chance to walk the earth. I need to be more like my dog.

My faithful canine companion's name is Towhee. She's a Heinz 57. I knew her mother, but her father was an anonymous giver. I believe her to be half-pit bull and half-poodle. She's a vicious gossip. It doesn't bother her not being a purebred. She's happy that she doesn't have to wear a sweater.

She is the official greeter at the Batt Cave. She's like an over-zealous, drooling Wal-Mart greeter. She's a good dog, but she does have her bad habits. I have my bad habits, too.

She eats things she shouldn't. I do, too. She snores. So do I. She's a few pounds overweight. So am I. She likes tennis balls. I like meatballs. She likes the sound of the refrigerator door opening. I like the sounds of Billie Holiday and Louie Armstrong. She licks herself in front of company. I lack the flexibility. She has conspiracy theories involving squirrels. I have conspiracy theories involving lutefisk. The dog and I are sensitive, caring creatures. We both cry when my wife leaves the house with the credit card.

Towhee is no Rhodes Scholar. She's more of a roads scholar. She loves going for rides. She goes with me when I haul our recycling. She may just sit in the car, but to her it's like a trip to Disney World.

She doesn't play tug-of-war. She doesn't like confrontations. If you try to play keep-away with her, you keep it.

She knows how to sit and how to shake. She turned down a scholarship to a fine Ivy League obedience school.

She makes up for whatever she lacks with her boundless enthusiasm. She is always happy to see me when I come home. She jumps and runs in circles. It's her patented spin-move. It's her dance. Her dance of joy.

I say a little prayer each day, wherein I ask to become the kind of man my dog thinks I am. Andy Rooney once said that the average dog is a nicer person than the average person.

Towhee has never told a lie. She doesn't complain, except when I forget to let her back in the house. She doesn't sulk or bear a grudge. She forgives, quickly and completely. To err is human. To forgive is canine. She never worries about who will be winding her wristwatch after she's gone.

If I make a fool out of myself--a specialty of mine--Towhee makes a fool out of herself. That's a friend. She's a good listener and gives me good advice. She talks to me, but never when others are around. Towhee expects good things to happen to her. She is like Seneca, who said, "Nothing is so wretched or foolish as to anticipate misfortunes. What madness is it to be expecting evil before it comes."

Towhee would have liked the old Roman philosopher. Plato said that a dog has the soul of a philosopher. To Towhee, the whole world is a smell and each day is a wonder. Each stroll into a different room offers an endless variety of pleasant surprises.

Towhee is happy being a dog. Her tail-wagging optimism is something to be emulated. Towhee is just happy to be alive and to have people who love her. I feel the same way.

~ By Al Batt ~

Thursday, February 21, 2008

On Guard

Few days back, I overheard LS talking about going for an outing at dawn. I was so excited till I eavesdropped further and found out that I wasn't included. I know...please remind me again about eavesdroppers never hearing good things...

I need to hijack her plan.

But I didn't quite catch when it was supposed to be.

So for now, I've decided to camp outside the bathroom every night.

Any better ideas?

Friday, February 15, 2008

A Tag and A Toad

I was tagged by Darwin and Stella to do this.

The rules: Post these rules on your blog and links where appropriate. Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself. Tag six random people and let them know they've been tagged.

Ok, here goes:

1. I have two floppy ears instead of the normal silky's erected ears. I think that's ok as I can always use them to feign deafness.

2. I have a long tail too. Not another silky trait. Maybe I'll let LS take a picture of it one of these days to show.

3. I am a she although most people think that I'm a he, including L.S. Then again, she says there's nothing feminine about my look or behaviour anyway. What do you think?

4. I was originally named Latte by my previous owner. L.S said it won't do as latte will only make her crave for more coffee than she's already usually having.

5. I like to spread out my kibbles all over the floor and place it on some of the rugs when I'm eating. Sometimes I forget one or two, only to have L.S finding them when she spotted or stepped on them. But I always go running over to finish them though. I never waste food.

6. I hate being home alone. I usually bark my head off whenever L.S goes out without me. Not that it makes any difference. She still doesn't take me along most of the time.

Hmm...I think most of you would've been tagged already though. If not, feel free to tag yourself :o)




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Thursday, February 14, 2008

Happy Valentine's Day!

Happy Valentine's Day!

We have received this lovely award from Chris! Thank you so much! We know there's a list of awards given by you, but we know we certainly don't deserve all of them. So, we'll just accept some and place this special one here, which is also very apt with today being Valentine's Day!

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Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Diapers Off

I'm so happy that the thing is finally off my back!

So happy that I'm willing to pose for L.S.

But not willing enough to smile for her though.

Monday, February 4, 2008

Week Finale

Hi everybody! Hope everyone is doing great! Sorry have not been visiting everyone's blog lately. LS has been really busy.

Guess what? I'm going into my last week of wearing diapers. YAY! Can't wait to see the end of that thing sticking to my back.

And I can't wait to go for my walkies again. Been housebound all this time. L.S said she's not going to battle off any male dogs hot on my trail. Huh??? Told her don't be silly as I'm only interested in my walkies, not looking for boyfriends. She didn't buy that. Oh well...

This is what I've been doing with my time: