Disciplined by Mama

Last night, I was put on the stool for 20 minutes by Mama.

Well, just my luck, I didn't realise Mama was looking when I licked my paws. By the time I realised it, I was caned by her.....she even caned my paws *sad puppy look*

In the end, after the whacking, she put me on the stool for 20 minutes! U know how uncomfortable that white stool is-- not enough space for me to move around and all I could do was sat there, looking at Mama pitifully.

Throughout the session, Mama warned me not to get off the stool, if not, it's gonna be another round of whacking and additional time-out on the stool. *whine whine*

So, very uncomfortably, I went through the session wif much agony. When it was over, I was very obedient when Mama told me to go to bed. I figured it wasn't a good move to do otherwise.

But seriously, what's wrong wif licking my paws? I just like doing it every now and then, although Mama told me that my paws usually become smelly after a while due to paw licking.
*doggie sigh*

When Grandma woke up this morning, I didn't dare to follow her much to the kitchen...in fact, I dashed into the sanctuary of my bed when Grandma looked at me angrily...well, I didn't exactly did much damage...except that I pooed a little at the living room, some in the kitchen and peed onto a floor rag instead on the newspaper.

But I was so tired last night and had to relieve myself. Didn't think too much of doing it at the right spot. Cannot blame me, ok? *puppy look* Grandma should be glad that I didn't pee elsewhere. *rubbing eyes*

And as usual, Grandma complained to Mama when she woke up but she just looked at me and did nothing. In fact, I sat beside Mama, hoping that she would pat me and she did.... *wide doggie grin*

Anywayz, I saw Mama packing some of her clothes into a paperbag...is she going somewhere? I really dun noe as she didn't tell me anything. Maybe she'll tell me later.

And hey! Let me share wif u something: my fav white ball finally surfaced today! I had been looking for it for days and during this while, I've been playing wif my basketball and soccer ball till they lose their squeaky sound. Mama said she'll ask Papa to fix it, still, I prefer my fav ball.

And this morning, ta-ta! Grandma gave me my fav ball, and I was so happy that I started playing wif it happily, much to the displeasure of my Little Aunt, who find it so annoying. She complained as usual but Mama told her to make do wif it, after all, it's my toy and she cannot do anything about it.

*Run away and play wif squeaky ball*

Daddy's not in

Mama said Papa would be back this Friday!

Well, although I dun know when is Friday but I do know it's not gonna be very long away. Mama just chatted with Papa and she told me that I got another toy!

Love Papa deep deep!

While Papa is away, I stay with my grandparents together with Mama. It was a wise choice as Mama was having very bad morning sickness for the past 2 weeks. I saw how unwell Mama was but I couldn't do anything. *sad puppy look*

But being a good boy as I can be, I never give Mama any trouble.

But to Grandma, I can be naughty at times. *Dog grin* And oh, I sure know how to bully Grandpa into giving me treats. It isn't that tough but I can only do that when Mama is not around...otherwise, I'm gonna get scolding from her.

Yesterday morning, when Mama and I were back in Punggol for a weekend stay, she brought me down to the park for a walk. It was a nice one until I met a tyrant dog.

I thought he was friendly as we sniffed each other until he started barking at me fiercely. Not losing out, I barked back. Mama was angry and told me to keep quiet which I did. But the other dog kept on barking but his Auntie (dun know their relationship) never told him to keep quiet.

Mama was so angry wif the tyrant dog that she scolded him loudly. Orh bi good! Mama is very protective towards me thus she cannot tolerate the idea that I'm being bullied.

While we made our way back home, Mama told me off for barking and told me to stay away from such tyrant dogs. Although I dun really understand everything that she said, but I do know that Mama loves me and will protect me from harm.

But I have to complain about my Little Aunt! *whining*

She LOCKED MY HOUSE GATE! :-(

She doesn't like the squeaky sound that I make whenever I play with my toys and the first thing she did when she reached Punggol was to lock my house gate.

Mama's not happy of cuz but she had no choice as Little Aunt was determined. In the end, Mama complained to Grandpapa and Grandma today about Little Aunt.

Mama told Little Aunt that from now on, she cannot lock my house cuz that's my home where I keep all my toys...After all, Punggol is my home! *licking paws*

*Muffin! Stop licking your paw paw! U wan me to smack u again?!*

Well, er...that's Mama. Geez...she just caught me in the act. *gulp*

Mama is rather strict with me, and so is Papa. But as u know, I tend to test water at times. Hehe...

For instance, this afternoon, Grandpa brought me for a short walk to relieve myself. I ended up eating some grass and got myself covered wif it.

When I came back, Mama came to me and said she wanted to clean me up. When in the bathroom, I got a bad lecture n whacking from her. U see, I had grass around my mouth, paws and some parts of my body....why was she so mad? Well, er...I just had my grooming last evening.

It was not a pleasant sight for Mama, who's a total clean freak. While cleaning me up, she was scolding and slapping my butt. Mama said I deserved it and she said she would tell Papa when he's back.

Tell Papa? Oh oh...although Papa dotes me alot, but when I am naughty, he is even more fierce than Mama. His whacking is more painful than Mama, u know? Mama tried to shield me a few times when Papa whacked too harshly.

No matter what, I need to be disciplined.

Anywayz, Mama told me that Papa just chided her for not updating him about me. Whenever he's away, he misses me alot, other than Mama. Thus, Mama decided to take some pictures of us together and sent it to Papa. He loved it. *Bark Bark*






I look cute in the pics, dun I?

*Muffin. Time for bed bed. It's getting late*

Mama is calling me to bed. I shall update more tomorrow. *following Mama to bedroom*

feeling lazy

hmmph....

I haven't seen papa for a long time oredi... Mama told me he went overseas to work for a few weeks... I miss him...

I would try to wait for him at the door to see if he comes back... Mama always tell me to go to bed when ever I do that. Maybe she is telling me that papa won't be back on that day.

I wonder what is he doing now....

*he better bring me some more toys when he comes back... hehe..*

..on with my story

..back from my ball playing

here is what my papa (Carlson) and mama (Karen) told me:

papa and mama is my third owner. They adopted me in October 2007 from another lady called Joanne (Can't remember how she look like coz I have a short term memory). And Joanne adopted from another lady two months earlier and Joanne have to give me away because she can't take care of me due to her work schedule.

Anyway, when papa and mama came to see me for the first time, I smell something familiar and came wagging my tail to papa. I find him a bit serious at the first time because he said he is just looking around for a companion for mama because he is always traveling. When he saw me, he came over and patted me on my head. I liked him a lot because he looks quite nice. So does mama. She kept asking the Joanne lady many questions about me. While mama is asking questions, papa kept playing with me. Then mama talked to papa and said she will be back again if she decided to adopt me or not.... after that it was a blur for me because I can't remember anyhting at all...

Then the next day (that's what papa said as I don't have a clue what is "the next day") they came back and picked me up and I am officially adopted!! (yey!!). The Joanna lady packed up my stuff and gave mama a few more instructions on how to take care of me and sent me back home with them.


When I reached their home in..... Punggol? *yes, Muffin, our house is in Punggol*

I got very excited and started marking around to show "this is my place", and yeah, you guessed it, I got whacked by Mama. I dunno know why then, but I know now. No marking at the house....

well... that's my first day, I don't know the rules... I will try to pick up along the way.

going to take a nap now... continue soon... *bark*

Ooo... something New!!

Hmmm...what's this?!?

Blog? What the hell is blog?

wait.... while I consult my papa.. (Note: Green colour is my papa, Carlson)

*psst...papa, what is blog*

*its a digital diary to pen down all your thoughts so that people will know more about you*

*issit? keke... i dunno human beings are so fun*

(1 min later)

*psst.. papa, now then you tell me? it's been more than half a year liao then you tell me. How am I suppose to recall what happened half a year ago? I can't remember what I did 5 mins ago!!*

*erm.... sorry muffin. Because I also don't have a habit to blog also. Later I buy you a bone ok*

*heh heh.... humans are so easy to trick..."


OK OK. back to my new toy....

Erm.. Hi I am Muffin. I am Silky terrier and poodle mix. here is a picture of me.



Cute hor? I think I am 4 years old, as my papa and mama told me.

What else can I say? *think think*

*ohh... squeaky ball....play for a while first*

Back from the dead

It seems that I am not a blogger. I guess I have to give this account to my pet dog who wants to go his own blogging so that he can remember what his life is for the next few doggie years. His name is Muffin and please support his blog.

Carlson Signing off.....