tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199456032024-03-30T05:53:55.296+08:00Cat Talescat tales: stories about ordinary cats in singaporesanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05094884216271886449noreply@blogger.comBlogger4958125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19945603.post-34719628823242270402024-03-30T05:51:00.008+08:002024-03-30T05:53:21.794+08:00I do not appreciate your sense of humour<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZtX0OUYfXTL0syofcYB3GcczwK4jm68JEZ0zftatUeS2yb3QYNAeQRQryDP0m0x8n4LZUIO2uTmvZoacWD9sVclI25rwBJLc2sLUHAJ2VL2XPthldbONq1uIgwXQEQsgP8p3qwbNHwVxBnuR1mTBQRvty6s8XjNMSpZMhVZQwOT8mBvZDhbBn/s3558/IMG_6764.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3558" data-original-width="2735" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZtX0OUYfXTL0syofcYB3GcczwK4jm68JEZ0zftatUeS2yb3QYNAeQRQryDP0m0x8n4LZUIO2uTmvZoacWD9sVclI25rwBJLc2sLUHAJ2VL2XPthldbONq1uIgwXQEQsgP8p3qwbNHwVxBnuR1mTBQRvty6s8XjNMSpZMhVZQwOT8mBvZDhbBn/w308-h400/IMG_6764.jpeg" width="308" /></a></div><br /> No san. I am not a cat-pet. I just like sitting on my tummy. No I am not fat. I am just the right size. <p></p>sanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05094884216271886449noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19945603.post-45055091804961754852024-03-28T13:38:00.001+08:002024-03-28T13:38:08.322+08:00Manju on Thursday <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr5Szshh8wcnQj14CqKSvWeTWy8MnzfFQD1LQwNVv2d613dReEH9wISB8J5uIT-_QU-iN-sFLNgAjc6vOCXBBAOEvoQUdp_A7n8hHZutBvSStQGQRrh-NH34iV6ghQ-xGRTBwaxjZWmwdFh6Zgz5o6pWIk6_hTbT0LkpZvOHiLOCoUZXIeHAUJ/s4032/IMG_6670.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr5Szshh8wcnQj14CqKSvWeTWy8MnzfFQD1LQwNVv2d613dReEH9wISB8J5uIT-_QU-iN-sFLNgAjc6vOCXBBAOEvoQUdp_A7n8hHZutBvSStQGQRrh-NH34iV6ghQ-xGRTBwaxjZWmwdFh6Zgz5o6pWIk6_hTbT0LkpZvOHiLOCoUZXIeHAUJ/w300-h400/IMG_6670.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div>Here I was telling san that I needed more sleep…ok I was also trying to persuade san to give me more food. She said I was putting on too much weight and so she could not give me any more. Life is so difficult for a cat!<br /> <p></p>sanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05094884216271886449noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19945603.post-17750625222498757482024-03-25T07:04:00.003+08:002024-03-25T07:04:28.864+08:00Welcome back Spidey <p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzS7iWDvRAaoeSMYYgSimEXnHu3EIW84qWEc9z8ymQxTdcu_yo8trf57fKUso_oNtiNYrRuk55ulEoS9kodO-5iXbXhKgNkBeyflpcbtzOOdGm-yEOZMViN1quz79zk6BNJCS-yedPLh4BJ0FtSc4Upe8Ss0oG_nJxW4DebP72kBr4QQoNvJ0Y/s4032/IMG_6568.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzS7iWDvRAaoeSMYYgSimEXnHu3EIW84qWEc9z8ymQxTdcu_yo8trf57fKUso_oNtiNYrRuk55ulEoS9kodO-5iXbXhKgNkBeyflpcbtzOOdGm-yEOZMViN1quz79zk6BNJCS-yedPLh4BJ0FtSc4Upe8Ss0oG_nJxW4DebP72kBr4QQoNvJ0Y/w300-h400/IMG_6568.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div>I was so pleased when san gave me my spider plant back. It had a good break outside as it was bushy again. I took n several bites and decided it was better to play with it than eat it. San was pleased and I am sure Spidey was too. <p></p>sanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05094884216271886449noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19945603.post-80016939256582769102024-03-18T20:27:00.006+08:002024-03-18T20:28:16.444+08:00Skywalker on Monday<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxOXaWBIviGF3TAcWK06ZNL28-vbKCJSrEKmZ-embGIzHi4sg5SYGOV46y7CKtWhqHYVrOJovZswRLlfBddtwMi4qEeEwEOrHnsmgOss0KQDRLY0lM3WNteQNwjv53axpc9nKmACstxP_6dkjV6fW27QupL4gxEo-7grRUNwpISWbouQmxnig6/s4032/IMG_6333.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxOXaWBIviGF3TAcWK06ZNL28-vbKCJSrEKmZ-embGIzHi4sg5SYGOV46y7CKtWhqHYVrOJovZswRLlfBddtwMi4qEeEwEOrHnsmgOss0KQDRLY0lM3WNteQNwjv53axpc9nKmACstxP_6dkjV6fW27QupL4gxEo-7grRUNwpISWbouQmxnig6/w400-h300/IMG_6333.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div>Yes. She found her meow back although it was not so loud as before. Yesterday I was outside and heard her calling. When I looked into the room, she was walking about with Tiger. She is well again and eating as per normal. Yay!!<br /> <p></p>sanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05094884216271886449noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19945603.post-9961495541465767392024-03-17T09:48:00.008+08:002024-03-17T11:30:29.174+08:00Easy Peasy Sunday<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2q5dtv-LToVP2P0TxkUL8HMbfihOV8NqkMqhHNIUMiLZUOzAo0Kf7m6FzCfmkLAOsJdsYNrGiqSDb5SPimItuYHNuZQ7CxiJlpykdsnbM8lB5XuRpfMpxKO40mc7p63-SenwJak8T0VULTckQOkn35hdaBGih8lh1rOr4cQrz70-mN1PPeHNw/s3583/IMG_6258.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3583" height="338" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2q5dtv-LToVP2P0TxkUL8HMbfihOV8NqkMqhHNIUMiLZUOzAo0Kf7m6FzCfmkLAOsJdsYNrGiqSDb5SPimItuYHNuZQ7CxiJlpykdsnbM8lB5XuRpfMpxKO40mc7p63-SenwJak8T0VULTckQOkn35hdaBGih8lh1rOr4cQrz70-mN1PPeHNw/w400-h338/IMG_6258.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Finally after a hectic two days we can have some peace and quiet. San called in painters to give our house a nice new coat of white paint and also got rid of the damp and mold on our ceilings. Here I was trying to inspect the ceiling for cracks. But I found none. San was grateful for my help and she said I was very brave for the two days and followed instructions well. At first I was anxious when I first saw her putting out the furniture and thought that she was going to re-home me again. I asked Chris, our ac and Chris said it was just some painting that needed to be done. I know san had told me the day before but I forgot. <p></p>sanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05094884216271886449noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19945603.post-31027701931365077862024-03-13T09:47:00.001+08:002024-03-13T09:47:23.789+08:00Just Because Sky<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQfC5pO0qwSGc3lDGs2suB9JWhUcSDn3mwB37dKBo87cmxmtBF1AjeLmnfbGXSSHEXAqtqefXLQyH22QS0bv-XNg67HL7ZZlVQc3KxWM3RI8DP0JWUspXBsmQMdmEWoAO2yYkN_0OKfG9QhDd9RcuNgkT4X8xy-a7OgY-UQx3WkHXaFFr8rD1x/s2261/IMG_6100.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2261" data-original-width="2106" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQfC5pO0qwSGc3lDGs2suB9JWhUcSDn3mwB37dKBo87cmxmtBF1AjeLmnfbGXSSHEXAqtqefXLQyH22QS0bv-XNg67HL7ZZlVQc3KxWM3RI8DP0JWUspXBsmQMdmEWoAO2yYkN_0OKfG9QhDd9RcuNgkT4X8xy-a7OgY-UQx3WkHXaFFr8rD1x/w373-h400/IMG_6100.jpeg" width="373" /></a></div><br /> I am well again and showed san the power of my teef!!<p></p>sanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05094884216271886449noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19945603.post-91452398528975379832024-03-11T08:56:00.002+08:002024-03-11T08:56:44.571+08:00Mizu Manju on Monday<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDPgb9PH_LulcqlZk6Dh7fascdoBwRI6Y9brmrUbSO6VPOosheBbyzahaIwn73b2kabvs-ic2mHZdcuIpDfb5uWT6hIKUDl_evmat4C5thN1iuTjsVAowdgm6WBHAUozehTftzamfTYbw9eYY2uCbJyBHbwIhM1EA74wYCbIO1Gq2Afk6rkJJz/s2582/IMG_5972.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2543" data-original-width="2582" height="315" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDPgb9PH_LulcqlZk6Dh7fascdoBwRI6Y9brmrUbSO6VPOosheBbyzahaIwn73b2kabvs-ic2mHZdcuIpDfb5uWT6hIKUDl_evmat4C5thN1iuTjsVAowdgm6WBHAUozehTftzamfTYbw9eYY2uCbJyBHbwIhM1EA74wYCbIO1Gq2Afk6rkJJz/s320/IMG_5972.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> Here I am resting by the window. This is the best window as there is a breeze and the warm sun. Also I can hear the birds from across my house. They’re always singing and so I have a sweet lullaby. <p></p>sanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05094884216271886449noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19945603.post-84605764133893672412024-03-10T18:34:00.004+08:002024-03-10T18:38:40.430+08:00Sunday with Manju<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu_yKC3i0TrbV1hp_FsZlr-i3ikD_JK4cc2RVtO4M78JuT82LdwA4kDIgx3JVpx1HpgKWLGkGG1Z57my-1neqvongK8B8M7s4yi6HE-uihbaEuqDI6xkr7qnl7WKs7rYvUeQgzgBaPuE-GwxJmRWHgEHl2ra7wqXpR-grwU6hl3MZ1Bk-V5qFD/s3340/IMG_5981.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3340" height="363" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu_yKC3i0TrbV1hp_FsZlr-i3ikD_JK4cc2RVtO4M78JuT82LdwA4kDIgx3JVpx1HpgKWLGkGG1Z57my-1neqvongK8B8M7s4yi6HE-uihbaEuqDI6xkr7qnl7WKs7rYvUeQgzgBaPuE-GwxJmRWHgEHl2ra7wqXpR-grwU6hl3MZ1Bk-V5qFD/w400-h363/IMG_5981.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div>San brought in the garden this morning. I had spidey and the grass but I didn’t eat any of them. I thought the other fern would taste good but not so. I think I’m off eating plants. San seemed pleased but not me. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEireeIZMuxHZEmfTj4OZOaSyyMJVdMIIHY8O29SFkz0bnQD3VvBP1OnRwDL7aAv8CYrxcbWE-eqzZfT_PxiKjpX84zwt9HvJwQqWx8AWvafPq9XSy3xcnCwnB95_75ya1SEYyNaKSJGkeIWNJrIFPT9jZh_zSHPUlKXBdM4oyBGQMdlm-r-vmmy/s3095/IMG_5984.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3095" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEireeIZMuxHZEmfTj4OZOaSyyMJVdMIIHY8O29SFkz0bnQD3VvBP1OnRwDL7aAv8CYrxcbWE-eqzZfT_PxiKjpX84zwt9HvJwQqWx8AWvafPq9XSy3xcnCwnB95_75ya1SEYyNaKSJGkeIWNJrIFPT9jZh_zSHPUlKXBdM4oyBGQMdlm-r-vmmy/w391-h400/IMG_5984.jpeg" width="391" /></a></div><br /><div>My sister momo liked the blue fern a lot. I think she had decided that the fern would be her garden but san was glad she didn’t eat any of the fronds. <br /> <p></p></div>sanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05094884216271886449noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19945603.post-70815834382405154572024-03-09T09:06:00.004+08:002024-03-09T09:06:47.227+08:00Skywalker’s Super Saturday <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrvSZm4vpJbHNLzCTk5hMl5rcITCML8isPRMRrU0CCvocil-YYQHzzLjG4UJeBOp88fQAzv1xAY_RGLOygmH2TlvD914-WENV3DjBL0Ir3qAAw7rbIz5-Ja8hItl9_w22IhHDm41O6ZGrd6pCza02sQk96JT9Kx2PgDdbiQnD0WtrEofLM0uan/s4032/IMG_5937.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrvSZm4vpJbHNLzCTk5hMl5rcITCML8isPRMRrU0CCvocil-YYQHzzLjG4UJeBOp88fQAzv1xAY_RGLOygmH2TlvD914-WENV3DjBL0Ir3qAAw7rbIz5-Ja8hItl9_w22IhHDm41O6ZGrd6pCza02sQk96JT9Kx2PgDdbiQnD0WtrEofLM0uan/w300-h400/IMG_5937.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><br /> I am feeling much better. San asked the vet for some pain meds for my gums and teeth. Last Wednesday she picked them up with some mirtapazine. I hope I will be able to recover my voice as san said it is still tiny. <p></p>sanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05094884216271886449noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19945603.post-8524672504332210462024-03-03T10:32:00.001+08:002024-03-03T10:32:08.394+08:00Quiet Sunday at home. <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvcpLQ8CkNj7KeX8kwvMKCnF-Ynn0rE4JiddthZekuIj2kHKfsiI2W-Or9_vfOqyoz9IugfV-UTeV7N4sx6iIYOKoU8AiLz-eLcQhCmHJNICpe3VrtrpH_bxVB96xP4CmNdr9m5_GjKpI4RyJM9-9k4evfSgzweW2XWfWsKxTc_zdljOoRzvlE/s2715/IMG_5783.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2591" data-original-width="2715" height="381" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvcpLQ8CkNj7KeX8kwvMKCnF-Ynn0rE4JiddthZekuIj2kHKfsiI2W-Or9_vfOqyoz9IugfV-UTeV7N4sx6iIYOKoU8AiLz-eLcQhCmHJNICpe3VrtrpH_bxVB96xP4CmNdr9m5_GjKpI4RyJM9-9k4evfSgzweW2XWfWsKxTc_zdljOoRzvlE/w400-h381/IMG_5783.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div>It is a quiet Sunday. It rained this morning and so Sky and Manju are napping. I am just hanging out in the cat garden but it is empty of plants that we can eat. My sister sky came home at 7 plus last Thursday from her dental appointment. The vet said she had 2 teeth extracted and the X-ray showed that her jaw was ok. San was very relieved and so were we with the news. sanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05094884216271886449noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19945603.post-57943250401368810062024-02-25T09:22:00.015+08:002024-02-25T09:26:31.898+08:00Spidey and me on Sunday <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuL9-ad8KhwOVJMcmBh7MOU1g9fj77XAlRAb3NtJRPgYGK_BTzryP4V2ikchSzPSHKWEd7Z4zkjCiO83a0x7ja2NEQkGRNgQiMlUtKsegp6QehVveMoWbgFawdUqzcnyLvPmoyopPpYjQ8kncjcn4V2-RfxZ0-dJdHTzTyPyf1KMxWC8osxNq6/s3126/IMG_5551.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2745" data-original-width="3126" height="351" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuL9-ad8KhwOVJMcmBh7MOU1g9fj77XAlRAb3NtJRPgYGK_BTzryP4V2ikchSzPSHKWEd7Z4zkjCiO83a0x7ja2NEQkGRNgQiMlUtKsegp6QehVveMoWbgFawdUqzcnyLvPmoyopPpYjQ8kncjcn4V2-RfxZ0-dJdHTzTyPyf1KMxWC8osxNq6/w400-h351/IMG_5551.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><br />MM: Mr Spidey came back this morning as san promised. Then my sister Momo came for a bit but she doesn’t like spider plants. I was glad as I didn’t have to share. My sister Sky was lounging on her scratch board and sleeping near the open door. san always opens the door in the morning when she is home as it is always cooler then. <p></p>sanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05094884216271886449noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19945603.post-336362352334158222024-02-23T18:01:00.004+08:002024-02-23T18:04:51.741+08:00San, how does your garden grow?<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib82qA9_zs-RJAE_FYzuQVO2hobROT8b_Lx408otqQZwGg6Oyh50I7TKlPCJYAtnEmCB0R5UdCbyhAaqO1B8OzbVnHF0BI1Djj56hnAuagJXV1XTK2_-L3ByrtRfrEPmUwUqNrw8giOrWKXmk-t_6dSykuoD3MiYEIvgNhfg6I-xLMSoHBxz2f/s4032/IMG_5480.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib82qA9_zs-RJAE_FYzuQVO2hobROT8b_Lx408otqQZwGg6Oyh50I7TKlPCJYAtnEmCB0R5UdCbyhAaqO1B8OzbVnHF0BI1Djj56hnAuagJXV1XTK2_-L3ByrtRfrEPmUwUqNrw8giOrWKXmk-t_6dSykuoD3MiYEIvgNhfg6I-xLMSoHBxz2f/s320/IMG_5480.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtbgOSu2sz4ZRzngYQNn2VxE-NN7Rbh24JTb0qFRqpiQ-9M0cPrSwF_2rEKe9vHpHXY5tsjFq2onKUXDipttXk4f8diFYpwxxbyilOd-rZ4O_2c6Ro51aR_-6s9ojU_7V9Mly4zo1IJWLfi2ucM10KAzn9SCGMYZ7fwob4UIrw7RDtuYIQMlTD/s2762/IMG_5482.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2762" data-original-width="2618" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtbgOSu2sz4ZRzngYQNn2VxE-NN7Rbh24JTb0qFRqpiQ-9M0cPrSwF_2rEKe9vHpHXY5tsjFq2onKUXDipttXk4f8diFYpwxxbyilOd-rZ4O_2c6Ro51aR_-6s9ojU_7V9Mly4zo1IJWLfi2ucM10KAzn9SCGMYZ7fwob4UIrw7RDtuYIQMlTD/w379-h400/IMG_5482.jpeg" width="379" /></a></div><br /> There is nothing good to eat in san’s indoor garden. All her plants are outside and she has only these 2 on top of the small cupboard. She told me it’s so I don’t eat the plants as the Dead Man’s cactus and Cebu Blue are not for eating. Also she has a concrete robin, a calico cat in a yellow arm chair and an angel cat. The angel cat used to belong to Rainbow Cat Totoro but it fell off his urn and broke both ears. San did not want to throw it away so she kept it inside the house. She couldn’t get another one as the Etsy seller said she would not send any more overseas. I told san she should have a little spider plant there as well but she seems to not understand me at all. </div><br /> <p></p>sanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05094884216271886449noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19945603.post-67400303251727740652024-02-21T12:34:00.003+08:002024-02-21T12:34:26.220+08:00Way too hot!<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtq0HVQ86hJ9QUgw0-OBQVtTxDB6yCXZapN19wxxL9wo_DtR6eOwud6kXcWKPhAPDlmBMrvWvlSHtvD9NkiXOiyZVmzd2NIsbwZSbj0xeH5QH0U9P9QdDkBMhXbNk0uXYT5_1_YcxsLnx8Y_RtxDkaBzfOn9kcMIGCTe89pgVTJ9r6KMNEaAZZ/s1695/af78ce4d-9e64-4408-9940-05f2fbc01dd0.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1695" data-original-width="1499" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtq0HVQ86hJ9QUgw0-OBQVtTxDB6yCXZapN19wxxL9wo_DtR6eOwud6kXcWKPhAPDlmBMrvWvlSHtvD9NkiXOiyZVmzd2NIsbwZSbj0xeH5QH0U9P9QdDkBMhXbNk0uXYT5_1_YcxsLnx8Y_RtxDkaBzfOn9kcMIGCTe89pgVTJ9r6KMNEaAZZ/w354-h400/af78ce4d-9e64-4408-9940-05f2fbc01dd0.jpeg" width="354" /></a></div><br /> Yesterday san shared a photo of Skywalker cooling down and today I thought san should talk about me. This was me yesterday sleeping in my red basket. I was in the room with the air on and had a good nap. I of course did not have any problem eating. San said eating was something I did well. <p></p>sanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05094884216271886449noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19945603.post-56595242608672491282024-02-20T08:22:00.033+08:002024-02-20T08:35:05.541+08:00Too hot !<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUOMTTK3rmi118a6_o6j0bqFMs7Uobzo-6nhkGjJzkTcQmT02p5KXwbN1kmHG-6KFb0J4v7rCz6n2DDF-h_GuE2hquUXFMiOzsL9YV2yPmMJ77EdNqiie1gW1qh73mnT4G05_vRt3am14ApREG3TusaCp-61PabX2dBCWlNZADTGKCK9zXRLUf/s4032/IMG_5192.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUOMTTK3rmi118a6_o6j0bqFMs7Uobzo-6nhkGjJzkTcQmT02p5KXwbN1kmHG-6KFb0J4v7rCz6n2DDF-h_GuE2hquUXFMiOzsL9YV2yPmMJ77EdNqiie1gW1qh73mnT4G05_vRt3am14ApREG3TusaCp-61PabX2dBCWlNZADTGKCK9zXRLUf/w300-h400/IMG_5192.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Me lying on san's unmade bed. This was cooler than the linen so she just left me to cool down last Saturday<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPEcxAKVGnoczn_Mcn3sSNUQ90SRHRgAGUNjlqR5bAxS8qasDMJEEk_TinRydek8HZAA7zRBl0sLrAugc6iSskPFCR6B7lVQTRH2GXgDw7sYOFIjA2LiJSgm1z1j_iGfQANw8a8KGNMzEQrGTM7svHRd-BqSrJ4GbrzEBbYk2-Sr1r6sZvJk2n/s2048/269599620_1538308239902304_5622308202223255089_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1604" data-original-width="2048" height="314" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPEcxAKVGnoczn_Mcn3sSNUQ90SRHRgAGUNjlqR5bAxS8qasDMJEEk_TinRydek8HZAA7zRBl0sLrAugc6iSskPFCR6B7lVQTRH2GXgDw7sYOFIjA2LiJSgm1z1j_iGfQANw8a8KGNMzEQrGTM7svHRd-BqSrJ4GbrzEBbYk2-Sr1r6sZvJk2n/w400-h314/269599620_1538308239902304_5622308202223255089_n.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My rainbow sister who loved raw meat - fish and kangaroo and prawn....</div><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">The days are too hot here where I live. I spend most of my days with the ac on. I am glad my fur is short but the fur on my head is still making me feel too hot. Also I don't feel like eating much due to the weather. san decided to ask Chris what was happening as she could not find anything wrong with me. I told Chris that I was tired of the food san gave me everyday so san asked me if I wanted fish, like my rainbow sister. Sister Poppy loved raw mackerel so she got me some. At first I was very excited but when she gave me some on my plate I ran a thousand miles away. I did not like the smell. It smelled weird. So after 5 minutes I ate my kibble which was delicious, not my wet food. san said she would try to get a different flavour for me by tomorrow. I hope so as I don't feel like eating much.</div> <p></p>sanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05094884216271886449noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19945603.post-76967169154594124162024-02-18T09:00:00.002+08:002024-02-18T09:00:38.083+08:00Super Sunday<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwr68leHE9w5voKbmptTiXFcp_BOtrF-HDbyMzrFE6dB_K-9oD5nbAVfWJacyDZb78URqnJGW9NEFV1Nif2sORR1xrDI0PES-A8ZjhhdQIb99XRy53abL2ut8G18rS5l4Vf7GF3Tbb4lWS5AfCAGDYoSF1PRCtR5kDTg3dzxhPcQQisMu2h8qP/s1800/IMG_5382.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1201" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwr68leHE9w5voKbmptTiXFcp_BOtrF-HDbyMzrFE6dB_K-9oD5nbAVfWJacyDZb78URqnJGW9NEFV1Nif2sORR1xrDI0PES-A8ZjhhdQIb99XRy53abL2ut8G18rS5l4Vf7GF3Tbb4lWS5AfCAGDYoSF1PRCtR5kDTg3dzxhPcQQisMu2h8qP/w268-h400/IMG_5382.jpeg" width="268" /></a></div>I sat near the window this Sunday as it was quite breezy. It had been hot for many days but today I am taking advantage of the quite cool morning. <br /> <p></p>sanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05094884216271886449noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19945603.post-81127954683024354792024-02-16T15:36:00.001+08:002024-02-16T15:36:14.753+08:00Is that you Momo?<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9ms1McIr57O2IfLVWEK6jYNYTcqIqAS7v3QIoPR23Qq7DCtebcrniFGuVVacz7NPLzIuAS6VkMeV0LweDHS4Tyedh0moj3nnf7qqE_vWLbOPc-3WXac87OHJXFCsX8vdMoT9ydUmbeSjHCq9VIKVb9swoqqIqOiPoumAksw9J2DBDRZkwrKy7/s2040/IMG_5303.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2040" data-original-width="1530" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9ms1McIr57O2IfLVWEK6jYNYTcqIqAS7v3QIoPR23Qq7DCtebcrniFGuVVacz7NPLzIuAS6VkMeV0LweDHS4Tyedh0moj3nnf7qqE_vWLbOPc-3WXac87OHJXFCsX8vdMoT9ydUmbeSjHCq9VIKVb9swoqqIqOiPoumAksw9J2DBDRZkwrKy7/w480-h640/IMG_5303.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div>I do not appreciate your tone san. You sent me here to the groomers ! I do not appreciate you laughing at me as well. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"> </span></div><p></p>sanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05094884216271886449noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19945603.post-32576215539371686332024-02-14T16:55:00.003+08:002024-02-14T16:55:22.458+08:00It’s TV time. <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyxH07FXUSQedGCachw1zMfk7FhBr4Jod4rfrrxbQdCHmLntNfM5znWmkjZzd3XOiGuZzAFlHO-Qh3QesmF-WBSqisxpxxMaFpLDwa0rNt5LBRZ8Ff6t6UsILJD2zf2vvNRTUJ25GduV8NjANKmzTEhrIKTpGZt9e2exO1UxdGd9n6rXXScOzL/s3681/IMG_5286.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3022" data-original-width="3681" height="329" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyxH07FXUSQedGCachw1zMfk7FhBr4Jod4rfrrxbQdCHmLntNfM5znWmkjZzd3XOiGuZzAFlHO-Qh3QesmF-WBSqisxpxxMaFpLDwa0rNt5LBRZ8Ff6t6UsILJD2zf2vvNRTUJ25GduV8NjANKmzTEhrIKTpGZt9e2exO1UxdGd9n6rXXScOzL/w400-h329/IMG_5286.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div> Can you switch on the Tv san? Can you ?<br /><br /><p></p>sanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05094884216271886449noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19945603.post-52749220752575252972024-02-12T09:46:00.002+08:002024-02-12T09:47:15.741+08:00Monday Once More…<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2EO007AQ0JuaV85nqoCRG12T0rhldTMnOy6u0wEjNA908UMm7PvCZTWqgL9_-XfP5zaeYJh_I8DK1bA4wl4szHHKT3n5uMfYvkW_7Uhv1OukHCMo82iBSUayjuDXDmwiYjpW0E9klQ9QbKcjfyM64lElVBRq75aiC3Zrbfu-OEszGDr1YOvfo/s3184/IMG_5229.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3022" data-original-width="3184" height="380" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2EO007AQ0JuaV85nqoCRG12T0rhldTMnOy6u0wEjNA908UMm7PvCZTWqgL9_-XfP5zaeYJh_I8DK1bA4wl4szHHKT3n5uMfYvkW_7Uhv1OukHCMo82iBSUayjuDXDmwiYjpW0E9klQ9QbKcjfyM64lElVBRq75aiC3Zrbfu-OEszGDr1YOvfo/w400-h380/IMG_5229.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div>But we’re lucky as today is a public holiday. So I am sleeping next to san. It’s a cool day and it’s drizzling for a bit so it’s perfect weather for a quiet snooze…with my eyes half open. <br /> <p></p>sanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05094884216271886449noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19945603.post-82138181494025482672024-02-11T06:42:00.007+08:002024-02-11T06:44:34.401+08:00Sunday chores with Mizu Manju<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNsJURCQdQCXKVwOfdbsDb0OiJzXLNnIbVck1iq5UveB6LIqkvCNaewXLschezg0icM8704ipLho7tzOMED7JWjwIGdmZr2STMYiFEnl7RfMQgjH-n5LC4yNpzXwV17xMXix9sKcpm7K09OE_Q7t6q6-kgKc00pLtppe_lAq3XwjnOyPn9DB-x/s3133/IMG_5205.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2216" data-original-width="3133" height="283" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNsJURCQdQCXKVwOfdbsDb0OiJzXLNnIbVck1iq5UveB6LIqkvCNaewXLschezg0icM8704ipLho7tzOMED7JWjwIGdmZr2STMYiFEnl7RfMQgjH-n5LC4yNpzXwV17xMXix9sKcpm7K09OE_Q7t6q6-kgKc00pLtppe_lAq3XwjnOyPn9DB-x/w400-h283/IMG_5205.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> This morning I sat with san to encourage her to finish the chores quickly. It was already 6.41 am and she was still in the linen room. We hadn’t even had our breakfast yet. We usually have breakfast at 4.30 am before she goes to work at 6. <p></p>sanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05094884216271886449noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19945603.post-81158346100475504232024-02-10T12:16:00.006+08:002024-02-11T06:45:48.667+08:00Happy Dragon Year <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixpb5DYM3IVtXWsN1QDc-HzMdyAmQ1xDjjPzU8lbzb_DyHdJQShYk1worqxVT0jyn5Mrllj5O12Juds2wdyPgO8s7b0L8iROk0odt9ER0yGc524Z_UOtQsA4czOoQF2OnUXx1zqumqDB4-9QWYHOM_Dh2gzuWUA44DrnTR8BRhsedvGQC_Zr1h/s1800/IMG_5190.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1442" data-original-width="1800" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixpb5DYM3IVtXWsN1QDc-HzMdyAmQ1xDjjPzU8lbzb_DyHdJQShYk1worqxVT0jyn5Mrllj5O12Juds2wdyPgO8s7b0L8iROk0odt9ER0yGc524Z_UOtQsA4czOoQF2OnUXx1zqumqDB4-9QWYHOM_Dh2gzuWUA44DrnTR8BRhsedvGQC_Zr1h/w400-h320/IMG_5190.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> San and us wish everyone a Happy Dragon Year. SAN said since I was the youngest I can do the greeting for us. Also I look like gold nuggets - yellow and round. <p></p>sanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05094884216271886449noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19945603.post-30359005914344494942024-02-08T09:59:00.016+08:002024-02-08T10:12:08.441+08:00Just Because Mizu Manju<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRwnSbHWN2VuJyopzIeolRZ3l5E0wmPY0UJCGqTQgPlUlYN6oarTqZPSS_7Hf3_a3qiLkJ7_53Wo5XoSU5HjbM7HC3x1CRd01r-dWMwFWuQDEmC6XJcCJ8IPGuWdyV2xE28LH56ifVZ78FLQzOuPqDnH0jeMKNpQ3AahN6goORSGGi1_QQvbNf/s2678/C454088B-444D-4442-AE83-30B1EA4A3938.jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2158" data-original-width="2678" height="323" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRwnSbHWN2VuJyopzIeolRZ3l5E0wmPY0UJCGqTQgPlUlYN6oarTqZPSS_7Hf3_a3qiLkJ7_53Wo5XoSU5HjbM7HC3x1CRd01r-dWMwFWuQDEmC6XJcCJ8IPGuWdyV2xE28LH56ifVZ78FLQzOuPqDnH0jeMKNpQ3AahN6goORSGGi1_QQvbNf/w400-h323/C454088B-444D-4442-AE83-30B1EA4A3938.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I sometimes sleep like this just to scare san and Sky. But I can't keep it up for long. My sister's Sky's temper is uncertain and she may beat me up.</div><p></p>sanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05094884216271886449noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19945603.post-83903678752868331142024-02-05T06:14:00.025+08:002024-02-05T09:06:41.540+08:00Trouble in Paradise - The Soap Opera. <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivM3HxvdzV88s9rG4TLHR8SAv3I4lghDPvpCaNncfcP1Y6e4DCT8PoS3D1auyFQSZN2Ja7EU7GbIgDnfEGUDGPE8fbB9U1giN7wN8RBq1KcX_dtccBc70Y9rPbqu0D6xVxVrvk2U264uc0aAIfdFdlOV6Ng7c1Tv4wbD_HdFx3H0IXwuS57XGX/s2643/IMG_4996.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2278" data-original-width="2643" height="276" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivM3HxvdzV88s9rG4TLHR8SAv3I4lghDPvpCaNncfcP1Y6e4DCT8PoS3D1auyFQSZN2Ja7EU7GbIgDnfEGUDGPE8fbB9U1giN7wN8RBq1KcX_dtccBc70Y9rPbqu0D6xVxVrvk2U264uc0aAIfdFdlOV6Ng7c1Tv4wbD_HdFx3H0IXwuS57XGX/s320/IMG_4996.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>The Fighter. He would rather fight than move. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFva0R6qkv6dYBkDD0k1jAwyZGVQwmL3xdO0Q9M7ksLZmYxjipec6IpiCf4OAidYoZztw8-0kHTLACumeo8NOM-iAiNIA1JK5vEt8E8uLyxw9d4YEgNcvoQKeKa7vC_yxPSox5ZrmEojZZ-HOe7xkH_7fOCT_0jGePA-euppb5UX6ocX_OMWAn/s3022/IMG_5009.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3022" data-original-width="2948" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFva0R6qkv6dYBkDD0k1jAwyZGVQwmL3xdO0Q9M7ksLZmYxjipec6IpiCf4OAidYoZztw8-0kHTLACumeo8NOM-iAiNIA1JK5vEt8E8uLyxw9d4YEgNcvoQKeKa7vC_yxPSox5ZrmEojZZ-HOe7xkH_7fOCT_0jGePA-euppb5UX6ocX_OMWAn/w390-h400/IMG_5009.jpeg" width="390" /></a></div>Hunter. Die Duckie! Now let’s hunt Momo…<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQFAuMbMbs_BFUQmsBAZpm1SlB791bKQjela7hFHSTLTqxV5inD8LQVqxvz8a8TcQ6NZrcqmRU491UlHbebTY9Wu_ZdF6Bfiw6Jag3zx-Ki0F8YIdPfnFFP8BqTRObvk9Qn-EBaCSs6J6Hmd1ngUK-TvZkMBgGQRKWTQ7pZNHpi9H4fnENXDNK/s4032/IMG_5018.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQFAuMbMbs_BFUQmsBAZpm1SlB791bKQjela7hFHSTLTqxV5inD8LQVqxvz8a8TcQ6NZrcqmRU491UlHbebTY9Wu_ZdF6Bfiw6Jag3zx-Ki0F8YIdPfnFFP8BqTRObvk9Qn-EBaCSs6J6Hmd1ngUK-TvZkMBgGQRKWTQ7pZNHpi9H4fnENXDNK/w300-h400/IMG_5018.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div> The Princess. Let’s me sleep for a bit. <br /> <p></p>sanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05094884216271886449noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19945603.post-58092238917271854202024-02-04T12:58:00.002+08:002024-02-04T12:58:36.905+08:00Sunday Outing<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiwlPke_h0nZA4nbVi33knYNM1t0KmUWhuMotgVIN2sw3pyOXGozQ1TboG98p-N4-Vr1dFbL685Knext1f6lYUTA9i2zd9PuT9GoA3Jk6UqiDAogJD5K1r9J6JZA9bkLILQ5mGp3CofV_JnU3FxdZX-IbQj67fzEpxOU3SSqp8EAHKBipgefOT/s4032/IMG_5006.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiwlPke_h0nZA4nbVi33knYNM1t0KmUWhuMotgVIN2sw3pyOXGozQ1TboG98p-N4-Vr1dFbL685Knext1f6lYUTA9i2zd9PuT9GoA3Jk6UqiDAogJD5K1r9J6JZA9bkLILQ5mGp3CofV_JnU3FxdZX-IbQj67fzEpxOU3SSqp8EAHKBipgefOT/w400-h300/IMG_5006.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg6Kyz3P8dHn9TLfnvOaT85IXoi0VFYfsA3SrgECvUIae1bCLaRGZbNhxCMG27LK2XU2VYYdKL-UkAVUXHJ_HToxhslIewc36WxQ83pL5-LUEjg8j4mxqJK_wmGdqZVW2ap4rOPOnNJ9TpJq6cIT5DZOcKOKRcsxwDHbF8WdNnWlVYgDWPwrAE/s3840/8D75FF92-93BF-4447-B375-BCB4DF020AFC.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="2160" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg6Kyz3P8dHn9TLfnvOaT85IXoi0VFYfsA3SrgECvUIae1bCLaRGZbNhxCMG27LK2XU2VYYdKL-UkAVUXHJ_HToxhslIewc36WxQ83pL5-LUEjg8j4mxqJK_wmGdqZVW2ap4rOPOnNJ9TpJq6cIT5DZOcKOKRcsxwDHbF8WdNnWlVYgDWPwrAE/w225-h400/8D75FF92-93BF-4447-B375-BCB4DF020AFC.jpeg" width="225" /></a></div><br /> San brought me to the park this morning as I did not go near the door when she was watering the plants. I thought I would enjoy it but I didn’t. It was noisy and scary and I spent the whole time looking at san. After 30 minutes Intold san I wanted to go home. <p></p>sanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05094884216271886449noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19945603.post-87203053875292668972024-01-30T18:17:00.003+08:002024-01-30T18:18:05.319+08:00Pedicure for Princess Momo<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_5tWzz9coFyCg2CWr9B3nvmy62Dc5rkjozFDFYyWtvYlXuIy2bO9oBFrh7YtHq0HAuA7Gdr2wMH24Bi6C1enHzf2Tr1btEAXkTJoERkIBB1tNbKIGSNHIryLqxBhLmM1Jj4jB3GQRhztY8pvu3waiyoiXfr4IqNKnPb_BCPTKh_JwPejrznJj/s4032/IMG_4919.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_5tWzz9coFyCg2CWr9B3nvmy62Dc5rkjozFDFYyWtvYlXuIy2bO9oBFrh7YtHq0HAuA7Gdr2wMH24Bi6C1enHzf2Tr1btEAXkTJoERkIBB1tNbKIGSNHIryLqxBhLmM1Jj4jB3GQRhztY8pvu3waiyoiXfr4IqNKnPb_BCPTKh_JwPejrznJj/w300-h400/IMG_4919.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><br /> I went to the vet this afternoon with Manju. It was not so bad. The vet technicians gave me treats so I told san we should go there next month for my pedicure. San said the next time I go for grooming she would send me to the vet first to clip my nails. Oh-oh!<p></p>sanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05094884216271886449noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19945603.post-28295944036350275272024-01-29T20:07:00.002+08:002024-01-29T20:07:31.301+08:00Monday Grooming<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2u2yPkVSKBA_zejGQTigLERTJpXJfr5E2ZbTl8GBgdZ9K7HxHbMrhXSM0HVvA8kTD0sb8wZXdXuzHxwdvK7bGizl4GSLN9R8ui9C6oKvmG8G38KH4Tr5kctXpwkaw2ETwC9akP-XXcgH4hkadoIorxiIN5qcEDxzlLdzBxkv5WmoCYN2OsPAc/s3840/3A4D073F-AB5C-4168-9D9B-A5E348793D69.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2160" data-original-width="3840" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2u2yPkVSKBA_zejGQTigLERTJpXJfr5E2ZbTl8GBgdZ9K7HxHbMrhXSM0HVvA8kTD0sb8wZXdXuzHxwdvK7bGizl4GSLN9R8ui9C6oKvmG8G38KH4Tr5kctXpwkaw2ETwC9akP-XXcgH4hkadoIorxiIN5qcEDxzlLdzBxkv5WmoCYN2OsPAc/w400-h225/3A4D073F-AB5C-4168-9D9B-A5E348793D69.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> San brought me to the vet this afternoon to clip my nails. I allowed them to do it without much fuss but I didn’t like the vet messing with my mouth. San wanted to see why I was drooling so much ever since I stayed here. The vet found some broken teeth with gum tissue around them making my mouth sore. So she made an appointment for me to do some dental in early March. The vet said the dental was not critical to my safety but it was a little painful even so. I am not looking forward to that. <p></p>sanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05094884216271886449noreply@blogger.com2