Friday, May 30, 2008

Back to Singapore

Mom went back to Singapore from May 22-28. It was so confusing! Usually we stay in the house with her and play together for a couple of hours in the morning or in the afternoon. Even if she's working on the computer and basically ignoring us, it's still nice to be able to play by ourselves around her. That's our favourite spot under the computer table.

But early one morning she just left us and Dad put us in the garage all day! We kept wondering when he was coming back to take us back to the house and barked and barked all day long, but soon realised he had left us too! Howl!!!

At 6pm, though, our good friend and pet sitter Mr Nakatani came by and took us out for a walk, which was fun. By the time Dad came back, it was night already. He took us out for another short walk before taking us back into the house to sleep. Words cannot express how relieved we were to be back in the house, and back inside with Dad. Perhaps a photo will do the trick?

After almost a week of such a hellish and high-strung lifestyle in the garage, where every passing neighbourhood dog can see us in abject squalor and pity, Mom finally came back. We were absolutely ecstatic, and Hop wagged his tail so hard he hurt himself banging it against the door. Mom looked tired but happy, and said she had a great time eating Singapore food and meeting family and friends. Surprisingly she didn't gain any weight while she was there. She brought us two big hard white bones from Singapore. Here's the only picture she took while in Singapore -- a photo of one of her favourite Indian dishes, Roti Prata. Apparently, she was always so eager to eat that she completely forgot about pictures to show us. Aw Mom!

Sunday, May 18, 2008

Lake Shikotsu / Pet hotel

I can't believe it. We were left at the pet hotel while Mum and Dad went to Lake Shikotsu with other family members. At first we didn't understand why they were packing their suitcases, but when they lady from the Pet hotel came to pick us up in the morning, we suddenly understood. I willingly and happily jumped into the cage inside the van, but Mugi refused to get in at all and her eyes kept imploring Mum to "save her"! After a while we calmed down a little, but I think the new environment gave me a bout of diarrhoea and I was sick for a few days after coming back from the Hotel on Sunday.

We were so happy when Mum & Dad finally came back from Lake Shikotsu. They said the highlight of their trip was actually the lake cruising on a speedboat, and showed me pictures but I was too excited to care. When we arrived home, they were having a BBQ in the garden! We weren't allowed to have any of the salty, tasty food, so we salivated all over the garage. Later Mum took pity on us and put some doggy furikake on our dinner! Yum! --- Hop

Friday, May 9, 2008

Passing of an old friend

Today we mourned the passing of an old friend named Puho. We had known him since we were about 4 months old, and played with him and his girlfriend Gimu virtually every day.He had withstood our abuse all this time with a cheerful smile on his face, but today his strength finally left him and we tore him apart. All that remains of Puho now is literally an empty shell. Good bye Puho! --- Mugi & Hop

Thursday, May 8, 2008

What's for dinner?


(The kitchen is our favourite place in the house...)

Every day we have the same old stuff to eat.

Breakfast: Dry dog food with water or broth
Lunch: An apple core between us, or some grapes
Dinner: Dry dog food with water or broth
Bedtime snack: A stick of rawhide or vegetable dog chew

Sometimes we also get some leftover bread or rice that Mom & Dad can't finish. Mom cooks almost every day, so we often get excited when we catch the lovely smells wafting from the kitchen. If there's pork rib or chicken soup, it usually means we get some in our dinner as well! Yummy!

Here's what Mum had got in the kitchen the other day when we snuck in. The other picture shows what they actually ate. You can't see us, but we're actually just waiting under the kitchen table, even though we never get any table scraps. --- Mugi & Hop

Monday, May 5, 2008

Golden Week

We did absolutely nothing for Golden Week. Just stayed at home most of the time, waiting for Mom to come home from work or to stop fiddling with the computer, and for Dad to finish his gardening. Wonder what's up with Dad and his gardening fetish. He had recently planted some flowers and a new pear tree. When we tried to go into the garden to investigate, he got really mad and yelled "Out! OUT!". What a bummer. In the winter we're supposed to do our business there, but in spring it's "out! out!". SO unfair. --- Hop.


Mom's been interested in something called homeschooling recently.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Homeschooling (Wikipedia)
http://www.homeschool.ne.jp/  (日本ホームスクール支援協会)
There are lots of books on homeschooling lying around the house and yesterday she spent 2 hours reading one of them in the garden instead of playing with us. Unbelievable! With Mom and her reading, and Dad and his gardening, we'll never be able get them to pay attention to us.
She tried to read some of the passages to Hop but of course it was all Greek to him, the silly dog. I tried to pay attention to her reading aloud, but I got bored and decided to pick a fight with Hop instead. He caught me staring at him, giving him the "eye" and promptly took up the gauntlet and away we went! --- Mugi

Friday, May 2, 2008

Sick as dogs

We're sick.

Yesterday Mom discovered that her dishwashing sponge was missing. I think I swallowed it. I saw something in the kitchen
and it smelled good so I ate it. Mom is throwing a fit because this would be my 2nd kitchen sponge. The last time I ate the kitchen sponge, they took me to the vet and did an X-ray examination. Luckily Mom decided not to cut open my stomach. I had my first surgery when I was about 4 months old, when I swallowed a large sock. That was a nasty and, according to mom, expensive experience. I had to wear that silly Elizabethan collar and one of Mom's tank tops. --- Sponge-eating Hop


(I look like the lamp on the wall behind me...)


(Here's me looking like Freddie Mercury...)


I think I've got something stuck in my throat. Last night I kept heaving and trying to throw up, but nothing came up. Mom was really worried and woke up several times in the night to check on me. Finally, I managed to get some sleep and the heaving stopped. I'm still not feeling well now, but at leat I don't feel like puking anymore. One bad news is, Mom got rid of all our old and dirty toys!! She thinks that the toys have something to do with my being sick. I protested but of course, she wouldn't hear of it..... Sigh. What a great way to spend May Day. --- ゲボハキ Mugi