tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70128641767664234092024-02-21T16:50:54.269+08:00Latte and CookieSlurp burp wag bark. Muffins and cookies for DogsLattehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18158247859286457197noreply@blogger.comBlogger73125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012864176766423409.post-72148978150634251452010-03-06T12:47:00.001+08:002010-03-06T12:52:02.400+08:00<object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mUCRZzhbHH0&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mUCRZzhbHH0&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><br /><p>An amazing slow motion video of dogs - you'll realize it's an advertisement at the end, amazing nevertheless.</p><p>Have a great weekend! I'm probably going out for a walk with my human later.</p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Paws,</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Latte</span><br /></p>Lattehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18158247859286457197noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012864176766423409.post-14367637831340292272010-02-07T21:14:00.002+08:002010-02-07T21:21:34.915+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDw-DCGd_vkSj10w5m_VzNOIcMRtibrRJuH8DW89WZ0cNr6hg7qxAUCQhjTVIQSzSlxMwnmeMPtHXHhlq0YEHkTNCgHD8ZiVie5plBJ9piyffYMKVJoQFP9eJNpm7alD2lpfxrVguh0iAA/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 204px; height: 201px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDw-DCGd_vkSj10w5m_VzNOIcMRtibrRJuH8DW89WZ0cNr6hg7qxAUCQhjTVIQSzSlxMwnmeMPtHXHhlq0YEHkTNCgHD8ZiVie5plBJ9piyffYMKVJoQFP9eJNpm7alD2lpfxrVguh0iAA/s320/Picture+4.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435489473475004306" /></a><br /><br />A million thanks to <a href="http://alakarina.blogspot.com/">a la karina</a> for this beautiful award. *shy* I've never thought of myself as beautiful *wags*<br /><br />And these are the rules and I'll break the last 3 :p<br /><br />1. Thank the blogger who gave you this award.<br /><br />2. Paste the award on your blog.<br /><br /><del>3. Link to the person who nominated you for the award.<br /><br />4. Share 7 interesting facts about yourself.<br /><br />5. Nominate 7 other bloggers.</del>Lattehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18158247859286457197noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012864176766423409.post-30751017436525324912010-01-30T23:02:00.004+08:002010-01-30T23:36:13.865+08:00Hair Cut<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN3-v5pUkOaLLHIZPfeUew8AN1AX5RnboToD86MTjDhWaUA3LxIyzfiFnt_fb1nzeVJkUS5wor_6S-b5PfrHB6T0F-6oXt2r0VwYCFHwkIR_DAsvxbUBn1V0GLSRwX3c-6kg-hsNlWfSLd/s1600-h/Latte&Cookie+5.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN3-v5pUkOaLLHIZPfeUew8AN1AX5RnboToD86MTjDhWaUA3LxIyzfiFnt_fb1nzeVJkUS5wor_6S-b5PfrHB6T0F-6oXt2r0VwYCFHwkIR_DAsvxbUBn1V0GLSRwX3c-6kg-hsNlWfSLd/s200/Latte&Cookie+5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432549314016849362" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTnRhbgRTU8IPMce_tKZIOIJv6bHG4nyo75UatkzowhpnzttP_pYhX5n3QGDlXKR5B4GevjfxYacQKrgA0MxcBDY0ditH_bPMTYbs7tMqWWSzZZLwtX4VcB0iuRrNth8sp7n1s_2aG9_lT/s1600-h/Latte&Cookie+4.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTnRhbgRTU8IPMce_tKZIOIJv6bHG4nyo75UatkzowhpnzttP_pYhX5n3QGDlXKR5B4GevjfxYacQKrgA0MxcBDY0ditH_bPMTYbs7tMqWWSzZZLwtX4VcB0iuRrNth8sp7n1s_2aG9_lT/s200/Latte&Cookie+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432549305397369410" border="0" /></a>My humans gave me a hair cut recently. It was the first time they've done it for me. I didn't struggle nor complain. At the end of it - I was so much lighter. Being amateurs at grooming, I'm pretty glad they didn't lop off the tip of my ear or a piece of my paw. Whew... :) These 2 pictures were how I looked before the cut. Really long fur all over.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">The cut made me feel sleek, easier to dash through the wind.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjquw2sJ7CWjNZj19K7fPDnkfl1YBeQ5FHO7te4sAiX55h083r1pAtXLp3mO4LgpJXYZ231XAK2H-QvLoC93VlI7wSWUuspuza2d-3whytFFpOynvQHiAWG1aR70ei-j6Ah4ElBUMcxwIv3/s1600-h/Latte&Cookie+3.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjquw2sJ7CWjNZj19K7fPDnkfl1YBeQ5FHO7te4sAiX55h083r1pAtXLp3mO4LgpJXYZ231XAK2H-QvLoC93VlI7wSWUuspuza2d-3whytFFpOynvQHiAWG1aR70ei-j6Ah4ElBUMcxwIv3/s200/Latte&Cookie+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432550473061408850" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikZZDYz7xNsA1zBKN50G9CJv6i0xs_WEjN6SKfgzsUqv34xg60i5jOz8RxguCEjGY-fQ3vGF_QTRaROiToapARTAOL7omRNGNr2yqYqOnGhJ5hgDBdSonWme3vnrbZQueWKqq1m7LMTdSs/s1600-h/Latte&Cookie+2.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikZZDYz7xNsA1zBKN50G9CJv6i0xs_WEjN6SKfgzsUqv34xg60i5jOz8RxguCEjGY-fQ3vGF_QTRaROiToapARTAOL7omRNGNr2yqYqOnGhJ5hgDBdSonWme3vnrbZQueWKqq1m7LMTdSs/s200/Latte&Cookie+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432550469948329778" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIVyNG3nzJJaP3-flJKlkaG6V1Ep6bwaNKvtlu4ZULhjwgiscvmd1O9hcxYkh1sAAEigzKh1cra5T_RxeRhtYNKSjqWI9Wn2_Ag6xwOXFt9NhOR7aJWeP3jOZCXF7O9u8w9il9pB2qNTdc/s1600-h/Latte&Cookie+1.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIVyNG3nzJJaP3-flJKlkaG6V1Ep6bwaNKvtlu4ZULhjwgiscvmd1O9hcxYkh1sAAEigzKh1cra5T_RxeRhtYNKSjqWI9Wn2_Ag6xwOXFt9NhOR7aJWeP3jOZCXF7O9u8w9il9pB2qNTdc/s200/Latte&Cookie+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432550461074036114" border="0" /></a></p>Lattehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18158247859286457197noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012864176766423409.post-55803580409432708662010-01-23T20:41:00.002+08:002010-01-23T20:53:01.226+08:00Walk Walk!<div style="text-align: center;">My humans tried out something for the very first time. :)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfBngMyor1RYmqMxzxxs8tF1OVxlI9xjjygFpYDqpa_pLBoRpm8pSJLNdXYDUlNySfZPfg8cqbMlmByPE0CtFgg_epJTAJ4jEfcALtTXliRyYDpOR7sEMVx_amGjZ1pMl9b1rMOaOyyAey/s1600-h/img_0252.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfBngMyor1RYmqMxzxxs8tF1OVxlI9xjjygFpYDqpa_pLBoRpm8pSJLNdXYDUlNySfZPfg8cqbMlmByPE0CtFgg_epJTAJ4jEfcALtTXliRyYDpOR7sEMVx_amGjZ1pMl9b1rMOaOyyAey/s200/img_0252.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429915371393004386" border="0" /></a>Walk walk with their little pup. A daunting task with two little ones running about - both humans had their hands full.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3tVXbsYjFQhe4g0mY-a7b32e0YPQ57TrDPKwRibDXuHrpd4ny1kOHCNn08FjQz0f9ncBKDwEcpvr6czU8hz1F-M3F3aq0bipA079k8xfclUwOD4DbyWJsQv_j_Q5Kk8k0h_eG2GBNs43W/s1600-h/img_0249.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3tVXbsYjFQhe4g0mY-a7b32e0YPQ57TrDPKwRibDXuHrpd4ny1kOHCNn08FjQz0f9ncBKDwEcpvr6czU8hz1F-M3F3aq0bipA079k8xfclUwOD4DbyWJsQv_j_Q5Kk8k0h_eG2GBNs43W/s200/img_0249.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429915365220207970" border="0" /></a>As the pup held my leash, I didn't strain nor pull. She squealed with joy! We two were happy walking together. "Awww..," went the grown-ups.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Paws,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Latte</span><br /></div>Lattehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18158247859286457197noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012864176766423409.post-77722006174787245162009-12-31T22:48:00.004+08:002009-12-31T23:04:49.527+08:00Day out with Armani<div style="text-align: center;">Armani is one my best dog pal. I like him so much I'd whine and howl if my humans mentioned his name enough. Had a great walk with him although he kept avoiding my sniffs and licks. Hmpf...</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Haha, I've not met him for more than a year!</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_yzWLQmAvvZGzp5TRRE0IhEctrJL-JBHdbEtAnrRnje_n7Qwz9Yb_k537CJTnj-_49nD-8u7q9VtNvECMrgBkUkiwXyxAabathuwiLJywwWMBTgAHSfo7u09pWKj_LwXwQl4raH7ylsR7/s1600-h/Latte+and+Cookie+dog+photo+4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_yzWLQmAvvZGzp5TRRE0IhEctrJL-JBHdbEtAnrRnje_n7Qwz9Yb_k537CJTnj-_49nD-8u7q9VtNvECMrgBkUkiwXyxAabathuwiLJywwWMBTgAHSfo7u09pWKj_LwXwQl4raH7ylsR7/s320/Latte+and+Cookie+dog+photo+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421414926719906946" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Can you tell who is Latte and who is Armani?</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT46Ve07cBgAIUFgoWKz-LXMHYaw-sy10NyJg4FaLstLXgDBC1cjpfFtA6fn9WK7xeDUfREaio_Y4zAwytE30lj7XY_5marW_EDTXQ8c3PR4uNFmNHHnCIRcXtzpB5W1AMHjeyGsxCxDtn/s1600-h/Latte+and+Cookie+dog+photo+3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT46Ve07cBgAIUFgoWKz-LXMHYaw-sy10NyJg4FaLstLXgDBC1cjpfFtA6fn9WK7xeDUfREaio_Y4zAwytE30lj7XY_5marW_EDTXQ8c3PR4uNFmNHHnCIRcXtzpB5W1AMHjeyGsxCxDtn/s320/Latte+and+Cookie+dog+photo+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421414922313385906" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Latte!</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHg1FcRAF-CprlG5fZlvqBhoR2qA2AnuZy-GzFngk1ErKstSRc9RLvdQtScohlyMmU6ktd5zYd65u8VIVb87K6l4mdgovDtpu9SKW2cI28kB8xnLDoQimovUcVvaNq72GLGjsQvYY4aZtz/s1600-h/Latte+and+Cookie+dog+photo+2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHg1FcRAF-CprlG5fZlvqBhoR2qA2AnuZy-GzFngk1ErKstSRc9RLvdQtScohlyMmU6ktd5zYd65u8VIVb87K6l4mdgovDtpu9SKW2cI28kB8xnLDoQimovUcVvaNq72GLGjsQvYY4aZtz/s320/Latte+and+Cookie+dog+photo+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421414916004228098" /></a><i><div style="text-align: center;">Armani!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></i><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZKzx86_g_Od6_ONsZwz8YazYx6yP_3WCDlGo8CZpeMcNJZT42lPq55GVty8vW1Ru685-KoAkTyu6ayfRuuF0fL30lasJp_K1_ydc4KNzPGvHvhhyKys_YCpMmP_Go-xKCjnyb1ay8_S2t/s1600-h/Latte+and+Cookie+dog+photo+1.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZKzx86_g_Od6_ONsZwz8YazYx6yP_3WCDlGo8CZpeMcNJZT42lPq55GVty8vW1Ru685-KoAkTyu6ayfRuuF0fL30lasJp_K1_ydc4KNzPGvHvhhyKys_YCpMmP_Go-xKCjnyb1ay8_S2t/s320/Latte+and+Cookie+dog+photo+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421414912863855138" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">Happy new year everyone! And wishing you a wonderful decade ahead!!</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Paws,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Latte</div><div><br /></div>Lattehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18158247859286457197noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012864176766423409.post-65688267634167021342009-12-28T22:23:00.004+08:002009-12-28T22:43:46.653+08:00Allo!<div style="text-align: center;">My humans have been so busy with their pup that they've not had a chance to update this dog's blog for a long, long time. All the special dog cookie baking is on a hiatus. O well... I understand, it's a different stage of life in this family. On the bright side, I've got another one to sniff. :p<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVqcHeyAiNCbYA_lyGLn_x18MxCPPvDbE7GRnvBotlEsLzSlxthdFonLGw_XRdtzqYY44mKVV59XlNPTr0doeeJ4SUjNIOdbQMZWuEAwN9s8uzGR6Q8bOlK-9Nl9fzakp0-0qH7X3WUgsA/s1600-h/DSC_0303.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVqcHeyAiNCbYA_lyGLn_x18MxCPPvDbE7GRnvBotlEsLzSlxthdFonLGw_XRdtzqYY44mKVV59XlNPTr0doeeJ4SUjNIOdbQMZWuEAwN9s8uzGR6Q8bOlK-9Nl9fzakp0-0qH7X3WUgsA/s320/DSC_0303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420296345649195170" border="0" /></a><br />Hope all is well with my furry friends all over. Have a howling good 2010! Ooo...<br /><br />Celebrated my third birthday recently with a banana dog muffin, complete with natural yogurt frosting and I'm still looking good. Probably need to get some dog dental check up soon for routine.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIyjxAnRI7jDlY_cRQ77MbczsPzQNfdAGLbX3HeuDgOmuB04hn8k7FdVkvCM4ldhG3LBvwlByqh-LvDoVnbext2PCzsgElCOheFnXVvjP0o7JKbjBLVqLmymFRXUKPyeTGvusEnVkZk8rI/s1600-h/DSC_0162.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIyjxAnRI7jDlY_cRQ77MbczsPzQNfdAGLbX3HeuDgOmuB04hn8k7FdVkvCM4ldhG3LBvwlByqh-LvDoVnbext2PCzsgElCOheFnXVvjP0o7JKbjBLVqLmymFRXUKPyeTGvusEnVkZk8rI/s320/DSC_0162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420296334217411874" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">paws,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Latte</span><br /></div>Lattehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18158247859286457197noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012864176766423409.post-35122134760218940242009-02-21T15:44:00.005+08:002009-02-21T16:07:55.554+08:00What do you eat everyday?<div style="text-align: center;">My paw-rents have been cooking my meals for me everyday, I think it's been two and a half years! They try to vary my fare, they do - but honestly, I don't really care. Whatever they place down for me, is always yummy - looking at the way I devour it.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjj3SQ-uHlZ_4f9ZvJ0fqc_6z3c9rPvykgI-NGhoOyThmUkHlyDz0LsAGhFHkoiY4HDmJI8dcH9G1lHh-5Cip3xWdPkEFtHpn9wame-E7_TH53uOvoYI5zKuGUzDuvkbAlM0mQT5bqb0UZ/s1600-h/photo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjj3SQ-uHlZ_4f9ZvJ0fqc_6z3c9rPvykgI-NGhoOyThmUkHlyDz0LsAGhFHkoiY4HDmJI8dcH9G1lHh-5Cip3xWdPkEFtHpn9wame-E7_TH53uOvoYI5zKuGUzDuvkbAlM0mQT5bqb0UZ/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305159031709213826" border="0" /></a><br />"<span style="font-style: italic;">Every few days, my paw-rents would boil a huge pack of boneless chicken, either fillet or legs.</span>"<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhURn219pghKTgHvO1LAdNPG3vC60xeeAyLxnJzxGp9R2tC6fo0LDb9A-49tutp62aWuMOTAB_CLLsrbfAxcBtaoQe9_d_SluhyphenhyphenTuvpycXuyLFD5mTBuKkmYwq6mHUln1vz8k6ntez5FLV/s1600-h/IMG_0627.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhURn219pghKTgHvO1LAdNPG3vC60xeeAyLxnJzxGp9R2tC6fo0LDb9A-49tutp62aWuMOTAB_CLLsrbfAxcBtaoQe9_d_SluhyphenhyphenTuvpycXuyLFD5mTBuKkmYwq6mHUln1vz8k6ntez5FLV/s320/IMG_0627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305158043644587010" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg37Is8vZKyzs4MaW9gKfkCR4VJ37yk1PAsWOS3iB_Em35HFFBxPQd8EFMhUj6-v34N7F_NBYXCwnefSH0Ao9lEEfokIkBJB4A26xuxG4V7M09Zdd3fuVGEW1EGqUiWBh2YenBX4p-hwBXS/s1600-h/IMG_0629.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg37Is8vZKyzs4MaW9gKfkCR4VJ37yk1PAsWOS3iB_Em35HFFBxPQd8EFMhUj6-v34N7F_NBYXCwnefSH0Ao9lEEfokIkBJB4A26xuxG4V7M09Zdd3fuVGEW1EGqUiWBh2YenBX4p-hwBXS/s320/IMG_0629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305158046743200130" border="0" /></a><br />"<span style="font-style: italic;">And with the deliciously savoury chicken stock, they would add rice and cook it (risotto or 'Asian Chicken Rice' style).</span>"<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhayKRuuXTKDfWzKQg2gbTMoRRUyWACsKu6Rxu1J5gyPCFIkBbFzDLNuqSuNdSmX0CwEhN2f5vsfsHFLZLD2pXZAbUGfNvxlgHal-cU_BJz1VS0FYDDq57vzQx9uTF71ZrwsU-5BPQNUFzS/s1600-h/IMG_0630.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhayKRuuXTKDfWzKQg2gbTMoRRUyWACsKu6Rxu1J5gyPCFIkBbFzDLNuqSuNdSmX0CwEhN2f5vsfsHFLZLD2pXZAbUGfNvxlgHal-cU_BJz1VS0FYDDq57vzQx9uTF71ZrwsU-5BPQNUFzS/s320/IMG_0630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305158046920197522" border="0" /></a><br />So, everyday, I get loads of chicken, rice, oats, green veggies and tofu. Healthy stuff, isn't it. They'll throw in an egg or cheese once in awhile too. :)<br /><br />How about you? What do you eat everyday?<br /></div>Lattehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18158247859286457197noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012864176766423409.post-29929879469420284942009-02-09T12:00:00.000+08:002009-02-09T12:00:01.039+08:00Sweet Paw-tato Nibbles (II)Flash-Back! Months ago (July 08), my paw-rents said they were <a href="http://latteandcookie.blogspot.com/2008/07/sweet-paw-tato-nibbles-sneak-peeks.html">researching the recipe for Sweet Paw-tato Nibbles</a> Well... the truth is they didn't do any research-<span style="font-weight: bold;">ing</span> or perfect-<span style="font-weight: bold;">ing</span>. It's been so long that they've almost forgotten about it.<br /><br /><table style="width: auto;"><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Jczm2pYYsmeJBSrOZpbyJg?authkey=9Ov9p7mZS2U&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4TOMV3NUabgXuXKmnRI5q_OAiiexUaVRiWyamw1ryG7dkD1gtY1uKFD52eoISanlNX9v9D-lJ3gH3sol2X-bh4WWNWz0FtImwZHF7hVTM1hQDfikQmTo6pLL96w4rbqvgj7FvOdKa0JPb/s144/Sweet%20Paw-tatoe%20Nibbles.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/latteandcookie/LatteCookie?authkey=9Ov9p7mZS2U&feat=embedwebsite">Latte & Cookie</a></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Now, more than half a year later, they've tried out their recipe for Sweet Paw-tato Nibbles, mark II. Well... this current receipe is still not good enough, a little too bland, but very aromatic with a great crunch. My grandma laughed, saying we could play carrom with the cookies.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmC_yJ25vjSzHe1zZkQmBBN0515xKfpIb7vs0mn9EBjLArLXrLpxfd-QcJYjUZYTVVvdI6ou43UNaZYNw635QWQSMBOiB1N1VQVR6dAMKp_G5rHyc24hgWBrjH7fSXeW55bJaluDMeuEQu/s1600-h/IMG_0505.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmC_yJ25vjSzHe1zZkQmBBN0515xKfpIb7vs0mn9EBjLArLXrLpxfd-QcJYjUZYTVVvdI6ou43UNaZYNw635QWQSMBOiB1N1VQVR6dAMKp_G5rHyc24hgWBrjH7fSXeW55bJaluDMeuEQu/s400/IMG_0505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299255791347405618" border="0" /></a><br />Naturally, as the appointed quality-control inspector - I had to examine each and every morsel *slurps* Not too bad, "paw on the back" for my humans.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtyrV7EiRyOYBRM04f2i6RpVmDyb5kv3ozMsNQoSB6L-2uWSonuquw1oFzqBHNCt2ye3wIayBJYFmNMJ2sy4XxGSyEdPIYA71Hy9tvZX0x3ik_dyFnXDYCRoa5z9lmvY6vQVgJD8mNsJCz/s1600-h/IMG_0511.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtyrV7EiRyOYBRM04f2i6RpVmDyb5kv3ozMsNQoSB6L-2uWSonuquw1oFzqBHNCt2ye3wIayBJYFmNMJ2sy4XxGSyEdPIYA71Hy9tvZX0x3ik_dyFnXDYCRoa5z9lmvY6vQVgJD8mNsJCz/s400/IMG_0511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299255791069398338" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;">Related Posts:</span><br /><ul><li><a href="http://latteandcookie.blogspot.com/2008/07/sweet-paw-tato-nibbles-sneak-peeks.html">Sweet Paw-tato Nibbles (I)</a><br /></li></ul>Lattehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18158247859286457197noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012864176766423409.post-2958557324105965642009-02-05T17:11:00.009+08:002009-02-05T18:01:06.565+08:00My milk fang (just like Jessie's)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4GeWmI1dsAszxMfpXkT0U4lXWA5nw9eklUXlYXYAazZp4LwApm5QZAb82yWikZaAaE3ZxCp0DDK_96kgL5uVDKJVZzvLTfD0K83BctmGEP7pa_X2yzeeErAeC_0Mp_sWv3TlccRY0s5wP/s1600-h/photo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4GeWmI1dsAszxMfpXkT0U4lXWA5nw9eklUXlYXYAazZp4LwApm5QZAb82yWikZaAaE3ZxCp0DDK_96kgL5uVDKJVZzvLTfD0K83BctmGEP7pa_X2yzeeErAeC_0Mp_sWv3TlccRY0s5wP/s400/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299241888573045906" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Milk Fang</span><br /><br />It seemed really long ago that my paw-rents saw a post on <a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://oursheltie.blogspot.com/2008/12/prized-possession.html">Jessie's</a> milk fang and they thought, "Latte's not alone!" That was just last Dec.<br /><br />I've got a milk fang too, although I'm not a puppy anymore (2 years and 3 months!) We asked our vet whether it needs to be taken off, but it wasn't necessary.<br /><br />Maybe it's a reminder of how little and cute I was. And how far I've come since my puppy days. :) My first 3 months were real bad... Maybe my paw-rents should blog on that part of my life.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Reflexion </span>(to comments in the previous post):</span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" dir="ltr"><br /><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/13396579391003693157" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" rel="nofollow">Josh and Jess</a></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">: LOL, at least your paw-rents can let you guys shed outdoors, I do it completely indoors. It gets everywhere - clothes, on our food, in our drinks, on baby's milk bottle, in the bed, in the fan... haha...</span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="item-control"><a style="border: medium none ;" onclick="'window.open(this.href," height="370,width=" 750="" href="https://www.blogger.com/delete-comment.g?blogID=7012864176766423409&postID=4477361367269143657" title="Delete Comment"><img style="border: medium none ;" class="icon_delete" src="https://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Delete" /></a></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" dir="ltr"><br /><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/08609459762727978169" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" rel="nofollow">Orable and Charlie</a></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">: Haha... during my very first shedding - my humans thought of making another dog, a soft toy dog!</span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" dir="ltr"><br /><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/09300694241547704526" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" rel="nofollow">Ludo van puppy</a></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">: *Nuzzle* Yes! And if my paw-rents save up all my fur, I think they can make a huge fur sofa or make a huge ball of sheltie yarn for weaving...</span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="item-control"><a style="border: medium none ;" onclick="'window.open(this.href," height="370,width=" 750="" href="https://www.blogger.com/delete-comment.g?blogID=7012864176766423409&postID=2062391749277772936" title="Delete Comment"><img style="border: medium none ;" class="icon_delete" src="https://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Delete" /></a></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" dir="ltr"><br /><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052668808100244423" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" rel="nofollow">Ricky the Sheltie</a></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">: Yup, with lots more fur to come :p</span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="item-control"><a style="border: medium none ;" onclick="'window.open(this.href," height="370,width=" 750="" href="https://www.blogger.com/delete-comment.g?blogID=7012864176766423409&postID=4987562568749805712" title="Delete Comment"><img style="border: medium none ;" class="icon_delete" src="https://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Delete" /></a></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" dir="ltr"><br /><br /><a href="http://redoaklines.wordpress.com/" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" rel="nofollow">maui</a></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">: You never shed... Oh My Dogness! That's such a blessing! I bet your mum has never had to taste fur in her food and drinks :p</span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="item-control"><a style="border: medium none ;" onclick="'window.open(this.href," height="370,width=" 750="" href="https://www.blogger.com/delete-comment.g?blogID=7012864176766423409&postID=7010010152477043030" title="Delete Comment"><img style="border: medium none ;" class="icon_delete" src="https://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Delete" /></a></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" dir="ltr"><br /><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298340185669986549" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" rel="nofollow">Scottie the 'cutie'</a></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">: No shedding? Sigh... Your mum is so blessed! Happy Chinese New Year to you too.</span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" dir="ltr"><br /><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" rel="nofollow">The Aphasia Decoder....</a></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">: Stuff you with the fur? BOL - Can't imagine you growing bigger and bigger with each shedding season. My paw-rents feel that I'm a lot less fluffy now - not so nice to pet :p</span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" dir="ltr"><br /><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/15237171231101045363" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" rel="nofollow">happy</a></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">: Wow! Another one! :) So glad for your mum that you're not a shedder, so blessed.</span>Lattehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18158247859286457197noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012864176766423409.post-3876783243073656562009-01-31T12:00:00.000+08:002009-01-31T12:00:00.426+08:00Shedding Season<div style="text-align: center;">Yup, it's 'that' time of the year for me when I shed lots of fur and it floats around, making my pawrents a little crazy sometimes.<br /><br />The other day, my dad sat me down and combed me until his arms were aching - there a a huge heap of fur. I think it's enough for a soft toy stuffing.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWX-AhDgvYWrIqTReL1o_juDLHwWfye5qI1I0pJ9wgEgOyDQH-skJmuZuVmxEwTy-9PHoqtypZmX46nnng05CY_iLMr7VUrHBKh_DIfhp5RcQDXIR3B5tRuKYqZi1W4o7wpReSqCNF9TsZ/s1600-h/IMG_0437.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWX-AhDgvYWrIqTReL1o_juDLHwWfye5qI1I0pJ9wgEgOyDQH-skJmuZuVmxEwTy-9PHoqtypZmX46nnng05CY_iLMr7VUrHBKh_DIfhp5RcQDXIR3B5tRuKYqZi1W4o7wpReSqCNF9TsZ/s320/IMG_0437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296737281166508050" border="0" /></a>My dad managaed to comb out not just one, but two heaps of fur!<br /></div>Lattehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18158247859286457197noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012864176766423409.post-33045707341353802782009-01-28T20:14:00.003+08:002009-01-28T20:21:14.074+08:00Sheepdog "Lomo-fied"<div style="text-align: center;">My dad downloaded an app on his phone that takes pseudo 'action-sampling' pictures that looks like the ones by lomograph cameras. I think I move too fast, check it out:<br /><br />"<span style="font-style: italic;">I'm doing a super fast squat. Do I get a treat?</span>"<br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGt7sFZwIorih_vKsjOwI88s0R4nsyJZ-XG6Se1Sk2ZIdLGQpqP1sQkIruelSEx0iJpHQmdYoSz0HB6foH6RPjObGH0-bgkrkULrxJdhsyoxDpJq4Yb3y4WCvuhy9C9A3GtQ99DKbUEMG8/s1600-h/IMG_0474.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGt7sFZwIorih_vKsjOwI88s0R4nsyJZ-XG6Se1Sk2ZIdLGQpqP1sQkIruelSEx0iJpHQmdYoSz0HB6foH6RPjObGH0-bgkrkULrxJdhsyoxDpJq4Yb3y4WCvuhy9C9A3GtQ99DKbUEMG8/s320/IMG_0474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296317623633389426" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">"<span style="font-style: italic;">I kept rather still for this pic. Do I get a treat?</span>"<br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuBbEy8zHFMpmFhtiqU-6u9IY9wxYc8cSYHlbsPSNCVujfHBEtJdKf3NjSrICbNgXrx6rW09Feo4OA59vAyUo9sAi_JMD4PnX5qdNuzcrx0xcUyCJtnDBvGip8mG7nH1Foo1ej6W3bbVZu/s1600-h/IMG_0473.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuBbEy8zHFMpmFhtiqU-6u9IY9wxYc8cSYHlbsPSNCVujfHBEtJdKf3NjSrICbNgXrx6rW09Feo4OA59vAyUo9sAi_JMD4PnX5qdNuzcrx0xcUyCJtnDBvGip8mG7nH1Foo1ej6W3bbVZu/s320/IMG_0473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296317625785151266" border="0" /></a>"<span style="font-style: italic;">It's not too clear, but I did a sit in this picture. Do I get a treat?</span>"<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_siOfNQjRltB6YJCSLt4BmoTQlQ2FJUjxF4oeU3I8wdofJdyNyE1kHeDDNTZRver22xBjYzf4-GEzcTlYh2_DKSD0dgSf4ClbxsidEUfwunWbnhloRf_9Zx93yuEOdj0e99Xrag1eNtlV/s1600-h/IMG_0471.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_siOfNQjRltB6YJCSLt4BmoTQlQ2FJUjxF4oeU3I8wdofJdyNyE1kHeDDNTZRver22xBjYzf4-GEzcTlYh2_DKSD0dgSf4ClbxsidEUfwunWbnhloRf_9Zx93yuEOdj0e99Xrag1eNtlV/s320/IMG_0471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296317625161996226" border="0" /></a>Lattehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18158247859286457197noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012864176766423409.post-24285766501382490182009-01-23T13:07:00.005+08:002009-01-23T13:21:17.669+08:00Happy Lunar New Year<div align="center"> So what have you doggie pals been up to these days? I'm sorry, my pawrents have been so busy with work and taking care of my little sister that there's been a hiatus. To ease their burden, I helped to watch over her too, check out the photographic evidence below. :)</div><div align="center"></div><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294352109614250994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih3eCydKUwNWMW5rAdZU4OwMs6fj0PNoK8M32zgCBOtvnGdeUTrZRy4AA7lnXoxN2E9YdfycU8l9IXl425IGdfe9mZbOh7azTRx0g9hwuXmU6Jlm-D9fWnF5FwwBWrQjFUqzB-_6Umok5y/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" />Dad's been down with flu, so I'm staying indoors most of the time. Hope he gets well soon and we can pound the pavement together.</p><p align="center">Thank dogness! The other day, I found this unusual treat on the floor, I had to shred off this plasticky cover before I got to chew on it. Amazingly sweet. I had good sense to leave the little stick along. And it looks like this...</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294353653238944770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq7v5KbhzhuqVAxySs0KFXiHAgvBsYaJeoUvU1O9M-r23K2jDrjwbaB7OBoWUXDqJvmhZyGap5kzCZOwBuhkgXXK4PqeV3kNVTogjY0yfVeRZReBn6vyC4LPP6l9M2mREMz2neAyhFuGYj/s320/chups.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center">Chuppa chups! My pawrents bought a mega 100 stick jar to give to their students and accidentally dropped one on the floor. Thankfully, I was there to help them 'clean it up'. I guess they must be happy, 'cos they were laughing and shaking their heads when they found the chewed up remains of the lollipop.</p>Lattehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18158247859286457197noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012864176766423409.post-92020190524597981022009-01-12T12:00:00.002+08:002009-01-12T16:27:09.707+08:00Heartwarming Bakes of Cake and Bread<div align="center"> <p>During the holidays, my pawrents slowed down and baked. Whiffs of homebaked bread and cake filled the air and this young shetland sheepdog had to sit right outside the kitchen - salivating.</p> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><p>I showed them my little begging dog paw when they took a quick peep at me, and a glance was all I got. </p></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><p>No cookies! *hmph* It's such an ordeal to have to wait and smell the delicious bread, especially since we dogs have such a good sense of smell.</p> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><p>As reward for my patience, I got to savour chucks of warm toasted bread with oozling sloops of cheese. Not once, but twice. Thank dogness :-)</p><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290319214074303442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyTLYhLKH-f_eDR-A94HfdKvWpbc4suhMp0kQaK9R5XahqYw8Wn9CpCd2lGpikJPXVuAlPrO0wUh5GBTU0j_o60NcCSJqRwmpYQFWGRouh1a-6Raq4f09w6RFc-4D6kqwzWFX0JWnE4ucu/s400/bread.jpg" /> <p align="center">Although I've been a great dog, I didn't get to try the cake because it was too sweet for me. My dad wanted to but mum wouldn't let. O well...<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290318797541595634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpoU8bBzLawlEo4mJ00t92Kphqnx2KGnzWKQEdFkb47UbH9y9FnvoZkKSU2HfRYXQaepSZBzzeIPkIoK1s2LcvYVEnpqiBU-lpPspTW_OmzU9GPbJK11DY2KqY1WvY_rInsbt8kETvWVv9/s400/cake.jpg" /> </p>Lattehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18158247859286457197noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012864176766423409.post-13849458415616900482008-12-31T10:46:00.000+08:002008-12-31T10:46:01.825+08:00Thanks Ludo for the Award :-)Received this Proximidade Award from Ludo, thanks so much! *blush* I'm not sure if I can find eight other dog blog pals for this award, but I'll try :p<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMtedK16oQGDFAGHgk7K5fLyFbgINxmP2f5TbqS8odzzLTIVbffqcd0c3-20Hld2Pg_v-VLq4jADHagz2JFoXmpI4nUWwlXDghyMGiwKw1DoErgw0XLIJGHNCIpGY-CRBKiq4BRHNO2_s_/s1600-h/Proximidade_Blog_Award.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 153px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMtedK16oQGDFAGHgk7K5fLyFbgINxmP2f5TbqS8odzzLTIVbffqcd0c3-20Hld2Pg_v-VLq4jADHagz2JFoXmpI4nUWwlXDghyMGiwKw1DoErgw0XLIJGHNCIpGY-CRBKiq4BRHNO2_s_/s400/Proximidade_Blog_Award.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285410239325454146" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;">"The award states that "This blog invests and believes in <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" ><strong><em><u>PROXIMITY</u></em></strong></span> </span>- nearness in space, time and relationships!"<br /><br />In other clearer words, "These blogs are exceedingly charming. These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in prizes or self-aggrandizement. Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated. Please give more attention to these writers! Deliver this award to eight bloggers who must choose eight more and include this cleverly-written text into the body of their award."<br /></div><br />And we would like to present this award to:<br /><a href="http://serendipitypark.blogspot.com/">Happy</a><br /><a href="http://cooperthedogs.blogspot.com/">Levi</a><br /><a href="http://nottiescottie.blogspot.com/">Scottie and his pups</a><br /><a href="http://charliesdogblog.blogspot.com/">Charlie</a><br /><a href="http://cowspotdog.blogspot.com/">Reilly</a>Lattehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18158247859286457197noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012864176766423409.post-53380285479124590232008-12-29T23:20:00.001+08:002008-12-29T23:52:34.329+08:00Walk through the Park<div style="text-align: center;">The other day, I had to go to the vet for my annual heartworm jab. All dogs need to go through this so I wasn't scared at all. In fact, I was so excited to meet Dr Edmund again that I didn't even mind when he jabbed me with the syringe.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />It was an early afternoon on a weekday, so there were no fellow dog pals at the vet. Which is a good thing too, because that might mean that none of them is sick. *High paws*<br /><br />My dad whipped out his new gadget-toy. Haha... hoomans have toys too. With his new iPhone, he deduced that we could have a nice walk home. And this young dog here could have a stroll through the park. It was swell!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNZwPx9aOEIm4Zq8CaM_6Wb-tJuB-cRVEk1IpL8addPNDJaPkv22esVAZiHlvuBK0XZ35vGToXs-aqLlT8K_VN2GQKesdNATCJTAjswpw5Vg7HbbKEbZIpR85KBDsm9Tp01L6IAEHI5JPj/s1600-h/IMG_0164.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNZwPx9aOEIm4Zq8CaM_6Wb-tJuB-cRVEk1IpL8addPNDJaPkv22esVAZiHlvuBK0XZ35vGToXs-aqLlT8K_VN2GQKesdNATCJTAjswpw5Vg7HbbKEbZIpR85KBDsm9Tp01L6IAEHI5JPj/s400/IMG_0164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285229410812682514" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Dog by the pond - "I've never swum in my 2 doggie years, I wonder how it feels...?"</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw0FLsMN_o6g-8ifAXPfpMyfHUHmVTIGNXzHLh22a1a0XzJ85WN1BZGdQwXzzJn685j9Vcj9PCc9QkhvO0tTZSA6z93Y4MikQTyMjUhbOzYBCULbF-zcqoS78CjG0e2y7Hkq2qyNf0cLAd/s1600-h/IMG_0165.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw0FLsMN_o6g-8ifAXPfpMyfHUHmVTIGNXzHLh22a1a0XzJ85WN1BZGdQwXzzJn685j9Vcj9PCc9QkhvO0tTZSA6z93Y4MikQTyMjUhbOzYBCULbF-zcqoS78CjG0e2y7Hkq2qyNf0cLAd/s400/IMG_0165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285229707665142578" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">A little stone bridge across the pond, "I had to pose... again."</span> :p<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYQmO8lk-jdVXqyIpObci9ZRrQ9dlcRlL-1ArZ8rXc-Dpit-xVHLO5xlwh1xfZyl0LipMP8w-XXigc7UdnLjiVvElefBsSLgItArimnj9ErPP5UdASfTMMhsy9iuI32etFVw2va7WiBdak/s1600-h/IMG_0168.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYQmO8lk-jdVXqyIpObci9ZRrQ9dlcRlL-1ArZ8rXc-Dpit-xVHLO5xlwh1xfZyl0LipMP8w-XXigc7UdnLjiVvElefBsSLgItArimnj9ErPP5UdASfTMMhsy9iuI32etFVw2va7WiBdak/s400/IMG_0168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285229997776399650" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Check out the blooming lotus in the background, beautiful!</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix94IXjk0-szeSAuRbuukTUC5_LTt28MRw20DN11pTlJ21PGm5UPvP5xKWpzyU78w70P876y0OXQrLKkMZTvcN2YvluJEduJxHAtT_Ma54lYMA88NRInvmWdGxmyJAbEoKvl8gpihOOgAh/s1600-h/IMG_0173.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix94IXjk0-szeSAuRbuukTUC5_LTt28MRw20DN11pTlJ21PGm5UPvP5xKWpzyU78w70P876y0OXQrLKkMZTvcN2YvluJEduJxHAtT_Ma54lYMA88NRInvmWdGxmyJAbEoKvl8gpihOOgAh/s400/IMG_0173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285231305531096402" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">"And for the final part of the journey, I had to brave a long hike across the overhead bridge suspended over an expressway full of speeding cars - dangerous! Well... it's part and parcel of being an urban dog. </span>"<br /><br />See ya!<br /></div>Lattehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18158247859286457197noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012864176766423409.post-76875165967476387522008-12-23T23:27:00.007+08:002008-12-24T00:10:33.570+08:00Christmas Thanksgiving<div style="text-align: center;">This is the loveliest season of the year, even for dogs. We, canine kind get lots of treats, hugs and toys too!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />This year, I received my very first Christmas card from <a href="http://nottiescottie.blogspot.com/">Scottie, the 'Cutie'</a>. It's such a lovely card! Thank you! And lots of high paws!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL1BeqnX6sZWEx10JRkdRcuezaUWGi5Z7BiOdA0tsgCTogB0LsX_WnTZG0xgQtzv0jcrKAtChmgEIM_sQ7glM9KBdjMDtjJY-WqHc6uPB4pJfPc8mhX4DyNY6O4jajbGncEpbV2kYYqGnG/s1600-h/DSC_0730.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL1BeqnX6sZWEx10JRkdRcuezaUWGi5Z7BiOdA0tsgCTogB0LsX_WnTZG0xgQtzv0jcrKAtChmgEIM_sQ7glM9KBdjMDtjJY-WqHc6uPB4pJfPc8mhX4DyNY6O4jajbGncEpbV2kYYqGnG/s400/DSC_0730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283015490159626386" border="0" /></a>The pawesome card is sitting underneath our jolly Christmas tree.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht6Q0DdytsXcnOPDR1iL7DRG4qqUTI-CGoNa_BukjgqyJYXtjlEzZpmkvxgXAhirrnfjc3TkWhLrVLOH7bjAuxOupqc7LhwSPZXc-FbfzLqcLjimGd2FAsUUyzKb1ChSYA2-cClvoWYjKE/s1600-h/DSC_0731.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht6Q0DdytsXcnOPDR1iL7DRG4qqUTI-CGoNa_BukjgqyJYXtjlEzZpmkvxgXAhirrnfjc3TkWhLrVLOH7bjAuxOupqc7LhwSPZXc-FbfzLqcLjimGd2FAsUUyzKb1ChSYA2-cClvoWYjKE/s400/DSC_0731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283017220090108818" border="0" /></a>And we exchanged presents too, check out this batik bandanna I got, prefect for a dog's day out to the park. I'm going to make sure my hoomans help me to wear it when I go out for my walk.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkysgp2-8bNgqJyTBS8wK0jlzDZLeeSvIWmJ9YccT9v44fa50Jwt4RMVlH08jLsZGARfV9YBBNyjryKnROSmyyplerBH_lOKROsbGnWvNSwCWzsX-V86QGjBUTyCvE4XkfICR7UqDa5fod/s1600-h/DSC_0734.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkysgp2-8bNgqJyTBS8wK0jlzDZLeeSvIWmJ9YccT9v44fa50Jwt4RMVlH08jLsZGARfV9YBBNyjryKnROSmyyplerBH_lOKROsbGnWvNSwCWzsX-V86QGjBUTyCvE4XkfICR7UqDa5fod/s400/DSC_0734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283017751888862194" border="0" /></a>I was trying to put up a brave doggie front although I was a little scared stiff because I had so little experience putting on bandannas. But it was fun! For my hoomans :p Thanks Scottie and mum!<br /></div>Lattehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18158247859286457197noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012864176766423409.post-55328407294950698602008-12-18T22:51:00.006+08:002008-12-18T23:30:22.350+08:00I'm two, I'm two!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCnoivYOoos89leTni1RCOi8POvyfMZRhvmJa0FWlTkiJtS3L-unp3TV-EuuoaOCJ44qpw4zbW6DIWo-IIGYDfUEC_jNiaaLG_lpkle0mEJuqRQzYIbwEdq0vpPXq9CDXUSLGb18S21KPa/s1600-h/DSC_0728.jpg"><br /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkDydimXIDF1TP1yaxjMUPwbgIrP8PyiSZLxP70em6HRjvJ-fnQErQYh-zMdZs6VY2zxCyZCF_SFv5B9fqEC5JDvsI2MQVe9gHZtB49teTdRn4wqqv66cegK2kTxr0SdRA2dfr7xS-F3Mb/s1600-h/DSC_0701.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkDydimXIDF1TP1yaxjMUPwbgIrP8PyiSZLxP70em6HRjvJ-fnQErQYh-zMdZs6VY2zxCyZCF_SFv5B9fqEC5JDvsI2MQVe9gHZtB49teTdRn4wqqv66cegK2kTxr0SdRA2dfr7xS-F3Mb/s400/DSC_0701.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281144627685990722" border="0" /></a>I'm a big boy now. I turn two today! Honestly, everyday is a happy day for me, but when Mommy and Daddy turn my chicken and oats into a birthday cake with yummy yogurt frosting, and dog treats (from lovely Scottie!) as candles, this has to be the happiest day for me! Mommy saved half the cake for my breakfast tomorrow - I can't wait!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ189P1y5huKG4P9L6wgyQ3S-NkM3rW9V37uwGUqKdbSq7AS9TEtkHkZ84LS0lcTVG8U0Jdv3l0e5y0c_E_07ngVOErSF0tx-fNgBIvwwyaidPYs5OKuvN2H-sZ7QkLNLoNW0hMiZFjFHy/s1600-h/DSC_0717.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ189P1y5huKG4P9L6wgyQ3S-NkM3rW9V37uwGUqKdbSq7AS9TEtkHkZ84LS0lcTVG8U0Jdv3l0e5y0c_E_07ngVOErSF0tx-fNgBIvwwyaidPYs5OKuvN2H-sZ7QkLNLoNW0hMiZFjFHy/s400/DSC_0717.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281144897606466850" border="0" /></a>Every year, they make me pose with the cake. Don't they know the aroma wafting into my nose is making me drooooool so badly? But I'm a good boy. I pose. Patiently.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCnoivYOoos89leTni1RCOi8POvyfMZRhvmJa0FWlTkiJtS3L-unp3TV-EuuoaOCJ44qpw4zbW6DIWo-IIGYDfUEC_jNiaaLG_lpkle0mEJuqRQzYIbwEdq0vpPXq9CDXUSLGb18S21KPa/s1600-h/DSC_0728.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCnoivYOoos89leTni1RCOi8POvyfMZRhvmJa0FWlTkiJtS3L-unp3TV-EuuoaOCJ44qpw4zbW6DIWo-IIGYDfUEC_jNiaaLG_lpkle0mEJuqRQzYIbwEdq0vpPXq9CDXUSLGb18S21KPa/s400/DSC_0728.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281145817785466402" border="0" /></a>Oh my. It's the first time I'm having yogurt, and it's just pawsome! More yogurt frosting next year paw-lease, Mommy!<br /><br />And I overheard that I'm going on a long long walk with my friend Armani the Sheltie come this Saturday. Life is beautiful. I'm loving it!<br /><br />My pawrents are most pleased with the cake, from the way I lapped it up and chomped it down. So here's the recipe. Enjoy, my friends! :)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">Chicken Oatmeal Mini Dogcake<br /></div><ul style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;" type="square"><li><p>3 oz/90g minced cooked chicken</p></li><li><p>1 egg</p></li><li><p>1/4 cup flour</p></li><li><p>1/8 tsp baking powder</p></li><li><p>1/8 cup raw rolled oats<br /></p></li><li><p>1/8 cup canola oil</p></li><li><p>1/8 cup grated carrot</p></li><li><p>Natural yogurt for icing<br /></p></li></ul><div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51); text-align: left;"> Method:<br /></div><ul style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;" type="square"><li><p>Preheat oven to 180 degree Celsius. Grease cake tin (Mommy used a 4.5 inch cake tin).<br /></p></li></ul><ul style="color: rgb(102, 102, 153); text-align: left;" type="square"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><p align="justify">Mince the cooked chicken. Blend the chicken, eggs and canola oil in a blender or food processor.<br /></p></li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><p align="justify">Grate the carrot, and add it to the meat mixture. Stir until evenly mixed.<br /></p></li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><p align="justify">In a mixing bowl, mix flour and baking powder and rolled oats.<br /></p></li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><p align="justify">Gradually stir the blended mixture into the flour.<br /></p></li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><p align="justify">Pour mixture into the greased cake tin.</p></li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><p align="justify">Bake for about 40 minutes.</p></li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><p align="justify">Remove the cake from the oven and let it cool for about 15 minutes.<br /></p></li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><p align="justify">For icing, spread natural yogurt (or melted cream cheese) as desired, and decorate the cake with more grated carrot, fruit slices or even dog treats.<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" ><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span></span></p></li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><p align="justify"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" ><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">The most important part of the recipe - Bake with love! :)</span></span></p></li></span></ul></div>Lattehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18158247859286457197noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012864176766423409.post-76081356021361445382008-12-07T23:01:00.007+08:002008-12-13T01:39:33.498+08:00Pork Chop! Grilled! For me!?<div style="text-align: center;">My little doggie nose kept twitching and twitching. Yup! Caught this delicious scent of something being grilled the other day, and I sat outside the kitchen, taking all in.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />Little did I expect that my dad was grilling the pork chop for me! Yes! It was awesome! The pork chop had enough fat that melted and gave so much flavor that it was delicious on its own. My hoomans got a taste of it too, before they fed this dog.<br /><br />My paw-rents couldn't even catch a decent photo of me chomping it down.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7uCiSV4UmiSePnR2G13XSGTN84R99aUYCoDkl3tsa1V1egVCHvAIXxsXwVOLPkt9DUZ_AsTMAuaYbqAVZskn1Eeq72ZQJLACnXxkEWRJx5uzWAshT9G3BBrogEUZsIdcuG4K_ryfKBjPg/s1600-h/Page_1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7uCiSV4UmiSePnR2G13XSGTN84R99aUYCoDkl3tsa1V1egVCHvAIXxsXwVOLPkt9DUZ_AsTMAuaYbqAVZskn1Eeq72ZQJLACnXxkEWRJx5uzWAshT9G3BBrogEUZsIdcuG4K_ryfKBjPg/s400/Page_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278548134798332514" border="0" /></a>I'm a happy dog :-) Hope you're having fun too.<br /><br /></div>Lattehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18158247859286457197noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012864176766423409.post-5657415647331671962008-11-30T15:02:00.003+08:002008-11-30T15:07:48.446+08:00Cookies On A Canine Mission<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigLQi3mfxo-005nrf5eGeY9MMroiizX0ANHtTfQhENUAqy5AYb9XKDjulVRSGl8ByMDOtjttV6eWlBI0ofxyTNvEZdNl8rvCBZiclzKZaLHHkv8A96gfKdaVZfqTR6032zvC9XcP04SWiN/s1600-h/Cookies+on+a+canine+mission+1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigLQi3mfxo-005nrf5eGeY9MMroiizX0ANHtTfQhENUAqy5AYb9XKDjulVRSGl8ByMDOtjttV6eWlBI0ofxyTNvEZdNl8rvCBZiclzKZaLHHkv8A96gfKdaVZfqTR6032zvC9XcP04SWiN/s400/Cookies+on+a+canine+mission+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274342879647655570" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghrtuLKqHquyBgFsha16D5GBr_SvyrC_UOyY2R86qhvrpCE2CqeSv97Xs3NzSoDfQdQE8cYpGbso0_2IHkJvzPeTU-6hWI-rAGFGez6Ojxv147Q7capTsmXBVDj3ODZ0kkIMC_TDGQAf_V/s1600-h/Cookies+on+a+canine+mission+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghrtuLKqHquyBgFsha16D5GBr_SvyrC_UOyY2R86qhvrpCE2CqeSv97Xs3NzSoDfQdQE8cYpGbso0_2IHkJvzPeTU-6hWI-rAGFGez6Ojxv147Q7capTsmXBVDj3ODZ0kkIMC_TDGQAf_V/s400/Cookies+on+a+canine+mission+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274342890091135282" border="0" /></a>The little cookies you see in the comic have been popular since my pa{w}rents were little kids. Simple but delightful fun back when they were small (pup-like).<br />It's a little biscuit with crisp sugar icing. It was so much fun for them to break off the biscuits just for the icing.<br /></div>Lattehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18158247859286457197noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012864176766423409.post-50284502487535590152008-11-24T23:09:00.002+08:002008-11-24T23:14:15.366+08:00Christmas!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTM3YAODAtnLS9JVADNmyBf-WwQ5C3y09GQjTNpUUH4muHe6pIiSShRDtrtmwIq0Hx38yCbGgVS3x00gFvb4v4MawbMLuiwKp-Ta5T_05NqSqmxzptg5jsIOQTOyMQ7nxK04-OpwVjy33x/s1600-h/i'VE+BEEN+NAUGTHY.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTM3YAODAtnLS9JVADNmyBf-WwQ5C3y09GQjTNpUUH4muHe6pIiSShRDtrtmwIq0Hx38yCbGgVS3x00gFvb4v4MawbMLuiwKp-Ta5T_05NqSqmxzptg5jsIOQTOyMQ7nxK04-OpwVjy33x/s320/i'VE+BEEN+NAUGTHY.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272241640628787250" border="0" /></a>Hey! I've not been naughty. It's my naughty pa{w}rents who insist on putting it up. This is so embarrassing. Thank God, the store has no size in stock for the dog-shirt above or I'll have to parade it around when we're celebrating Christmas.<br /><br />:p<br /></div>Lattehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18158247859286457197noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012864176766423409.post-42425541267192397942008-11-17T13:27:00.005+08:002008-11-21T00:16:10.182+08:00Portraits<div style="text-align: center;">Don't you love nice gorgeous pictures of dogs? Of course you must, hehe... speaking from a dog's perspective. If we could talk, I'd wish that dogs can tell how much we love our human companions and how sorry we are when we do the 'wrong' things in your perspective (chewing on your stuff, peeing where we shouldn't).<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />Besides all the walks, treats, grooming and caring, another way you humans say you love us dog kind is when you take lots of pleasure capturing the moments in photos, much like what you'll do for family.<br /><br />Thank you!!<br /><br />Cheers,<br />Latte<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmPKh4iCrred6FBMyhyb9L9w7bnaJCrg15pCNCUrWpSFwoKX_HuqXXYWqZ0u-QgTMpZc24ki-SlNmzcPZoV-_nUCWRcGAgLuBfBRhSVXkCtCkbDGFVdtuAI5ffUhzPVk4S68vDhzoU6ZDQ/s1600-h/DSC_0252.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmPKh4iCrred6FBMyhyb9L9w7bnaJCrg15pCNCUrWpSFwoKX_HuqXXYWqZ0u-QgTMpZc24ki-SlNmzcPZoV-_nUCWRcGAgLuBfBRhSVXkCtCkbDGFVdtuAI5ffUhzPVk4S68vDhzoU6ZDQ/s320/DSC_0252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269495673555567682" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Myself, looking at one of my favorite Kong toy. A lot more desirable if there's peanut butter in the hard to reach grooves.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFjy1soUfHLQXO2HwQTs9nWNR36tfLLnyLYU8OOf2nvDoLoQWLQwoznXmwAP2iQezHd1-PmCfKMWsx_LwVY9-_vu-r_D-sUc8n0EEW4pdhpe4MTcqb3u3Rj5hU_SatelUEtQJLwJ38WJM1/s1600-h/DSC_0253.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFjy1soUfHLQXO2HwQTs9nWNR36tfLLnyLYU8OOf2nvDoLoQWLQwoznXmwAP2iQezHd1-PmCfKMWsx_LwVY9-_vu-r_D-sUc8n0EEW4pdhpe4MTcqb3u3Rj5hU_SatelUEtQJLwJ38WJM1/s320/DSC_0253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269495664901798370" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Here's an often neglected angle for most dogs. Probably the view smaller dogs would have of us bigger dogs</span> : )<br /><br /></div>Lattehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18158247859286457197noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012864176766423409.post-79205154455932229942008-11-11T15:41:00.004+08:002008-11-11T15:51:54.899+08:00Musings...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2E_5KZ-HRLJ3ylLQ7vGNFJQ0LylSk5TZMR_rWNaU1OTigJRQSAPbNrSyvEBoNx2xeZ5CDHT6OyAH7aONuQCtQbydMSSG4TkXyHKsZQ247t4xMGNw5VzGXKnfdGmgcz4BXiU_OaNHVKZcg/s1600-h/DSC_0169.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2E_5KZ-HRLJ3ylLQ7vGNFJQ0LylSk5TZMR_rWNaU1OTigJRQSAPbNrSyvEBoNx2xeZ5CDHT6OyAH7aONuQCtQbydMSSG4TkXyHKsZQ247t4xMGNw5VzGXKnfdGmgcz4BXiU_OaNHVKZcg/s320/DSC_0169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267303666449867058" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">It's a dog's life. I have much less time and attention from my hoomans since little sister came along. Less walks, less pats, less play.<br /><br />And my hoomans are feeling a little sad, guilty at times that their dear boy sheltie boy, me... has been a little neglected these days.<br /><br />Well... on the bright side, when little sister grows bigger - I'll have three instead of two packmates to play with! : )<br /><br />In the meantime, I've been exceptionally patient.<br /><br />To help them keep up with blog posts by all my dog pals, one of my less tech-savvy hooman has finally started on using Bloglines. Adding the feeds of all dogpals blogs in the bloglist was a little tedious, but now it's so convenient to see all the latest posts by the pals.<br /><br />Love,<br />Latte<br /><br /></div>Lattehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18158247859286457197noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012864176766423409.post-71157165278693099872008-11-01T22:20:00.004+08:002008-11-01T23:24:25.585+08:00Yummy yummy time<div style="text-align: center;">Yummy times were solely just for me, until this little sister came alone. Now, I have to wait a little more before I get my food and pats. But there's even more love in the house now :) That makes me one happy dog, especially when grandpa and grandma drop by a lot more often.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSpoS9Qm9dRwzgVannHwnxigWRNdqfzKguQkvFC2wY04foGIVqwzQWzqiqTHsRqyAnfBgSIAEqTdMaceBd0sl_s814rWU3fzGP1YaxNNQJ_c7DNUzkVLdJbCu6wt40AYhPjEmJ5Vagpyjl/s1600-h/DSC_0865.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSpoS9Qm9dRwzgVannHwnxigWRNdqfzKguQkvFC2wY04foGIVqwzQWzqiqTHsRqyAnfBgSIAEqTdMaceBd0sl_s814rWU3fzGP1YaxNNQJ_c7DNUzkVLdJbCu6wt40AYhPjEmJ5Vagpyjl/s320/DSC_0865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263698412896178722" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">"Yummy, yummy!"</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1KiSFPQtcGazuWr1ESN6kP0LukgoKAEZHvsUSO57-uijdPKMVRntG0g1EQbhfEysM7FzJ9LNpnhdtEuab4qHvu8U6am3gpugPqDgUzzTQYwLm9Tul6NqSc_u68Gnxm2x1r8qdsUNy0P5P/s1600-h/DSC_0867.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1KiSFPQtcGazuWr1ESN6kP0LukgoKAEZHvsUSO57-uijdPKMVRntG0g1EQbhfEysM7FzJ9LNpnhdtEuab4qHvu8U6am3gpugPqDgUzzTQYwLm9Tul6NqSc_u68Gnxm2x1r8qdsUNy0P5P/s320/DSC_0867.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263698419832199650" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">My gigawatt doggy smile.</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzh_NkCewvfb6vWfj26a9aww_aJ-z81P4Gn5_QcGoMg9gpr0-mGFqjbScbI6osDzpdfxEd_o9BFWcAkjiCHi0a_h1MQAUVHmYEpkP6FnRZl7Frs_ONY0Z1L7YfYMvGxb6vmKJJGeX1zsOd/s1600-h/DSC_0868.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzh_NkCewvfb6vWfj26a9aww_aJ-z81P4Gn5_QcGoMg9gpr0-mGFqjbScbI6osDzpdfxEd_o9BFWcAkjiCHi0a_h1MQAUVHmYEpkP6FnRZl7Frs_ONY0Z1L7YfYMvGxb6vmKJJGeX1zsOd/s320/DSC_0868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263698428677693650" border="0" /></a>Here's a pic of my dad multi-tasking - feeding little sister and giving me a feet pat.<br /><br /></div>Lattehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18158247859286457197noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012864176766423409.post-85728662073672284342008-10-21T11:50:00.006+08:002008-10-21T12:57:48.043+08:00Busy, busy... 2<div style="text-align: center;">Allo!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />My humans are having lots of fun with this furless little thing. When she first came back, I'll bark lots when she cries.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnlG0xwiGYJ98fc2ilp-4mJBEYyKd5ypdeSdKeEc3K6z9xP2Z5yOCA-AOXz4fVyBBUIWDoy1K177WxcCrDip_39foSwJwv_wrTKMHZ4atuRiyluFSIadDEBKY2l4BimglH6HjSnLcjK_JR/s1600-h/DSC_0742.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnlG0xwiGYJ98fc2ilp-4mJBEYyKd5ypdeSdKeEc3K6z9xP2Z5yOCA-AOXz4fVyBBUIWDoy1K177WxcCrDip_39foSwJwv_wrTKMHZ4atuRiyluFSIadDEBKY2l4BimglH6HjSnLcjK_JR/s320/DSC_0742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259456008914573858" border="0" /></a><br />I thought dogs would hate babies' crying, but I was fine after the first day. In fact, my humans were so amazed that would give them a warning bark when the little baby cries. Aren't we dogs amazing!?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ3xnD0Sc06m105iYIcRkMEUIHgoxyoeHLosTUzStl9rP38LOqUqmfQRHEINWXVgZgsNcCKT4l3R2TEf0dfHeQ4UpthB2_XY5EDYg8Dx3AJQQ8HTMmfMk70tLygtONO1PXNYdqd10xZTEa/s1600-h/DSC_0769.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ3xnD0Sc06m105iYIcRkMEUIHgoxyoeHLosTUzStl9rP38LOqUqmfQRHEINWXVgZgsNcCKT4l3R2TEf0dfHeQ4UpthB2_XY5EDYg8Dx3AJQQ8HTMmfMk70tLygtONO1PXNYdqd10xZTEa/s320/DSC_0769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259456911933108050" border="0" /></a>Here's me, your ever watchful Shetland sheepdog watching over my favorite aunt and the babe.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6lq-a5D-Uc1ExFREnoBjWCnYZn-dtmdz8f7BdXx-LbQa0T9r8i60Ds-WZeR1EJBYlYnr9aBq6m8k-2puEI2RFD5zQSDnlibrQylIRO49TZNqK9dSThDJ3RoKZaWZtGy76rgAX_2N9is6F/s1600-h/DSC_0808.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6lq-a5D-Uc1ExFREnoBjWCnYZn-dtmdz8f7BdXx-LbQa0T9r8i60Ds-WZeR1EJBYlYnr9aBq6m8k-2puEI2RFD5zQSDnlibrQylIRO49TZNqK9dSThDJ3RoKZaWZtGy76rgAX_2N9is6F/s320/DSC_0808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259465475716855394" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /></div>Lattehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18158247859286457197noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012864176766423409.post-43385386117855310572008-10-16T18:14:00.002+08:002008-10-16T18:18:46.914+08:00Busy, busy...<div style="text-align: center;">Hi Pawpals,<br /><br />My humans apologize for the long long hiatus in posting on this dog blog : )<br /><br />And the reason is...<br /><br />They've received an awesome little bundle of joy!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheHBF3KRoZ9-HVIY6UkTj_vFG99zOJ2W8ewsoE0I_c_UZ7eFnrr3YohNeaPZfbSNsx3A3tJsdt89MBEDiS9lzQTxVs1elzn1-Sgo5q93drqw_EgLq6b2dLtgTRZe5BZt9SFLUQd_ap1MLl/s1600-h/DSC_0606.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheHBF3KRoZ9-HVIY6UkTj_vFG99zOJ2W8ewsoE0I_c_UZ7eFnrr3YohNeaPZfbSNsx3A3tJsdt89MBEDiS9lzQTxVs1elzn1-Sgo5q93drqw_EgLq6b2dLtgTRZe5BZt9SFLUQd_ap1MLl/s320/DSC_0606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257694016097521426" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div>Lattehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18158247859286457197noreply@blogger.com4