Trying to Escape

Eversince Hector arrived, E has been feeding us awayfrom Hector (he either feeds us inside our playpen or our crate or he ties Hector). He always seem hungry but he doesn't seem to bulk up much - I guess all he eats gets pooped out (which is a lot!).

Sometimes, E feeds us (King and I) in our crate.

Here I am trying to escape from the crate after I'm done eating.



KYLIE, the beautiful

Give Me Human Food!

Ever since E gave me some corned beef (he gave it to me since I was not eating my normal dog food), I've always wanted to eat other human food.

Sometimes, E gave me pieces of cooked eggs or pieces of cheese. I eat all that E gives (since King just smells and ignores human food).

Do I smell human food?


Please give me some of that delicious-smelling chicken. Please....


KYLIE, the beautiful.

I Turn 4 Months Today! - Kylie

Today I turn 4 months!

So just to remind everyone of how cute and adorable I was (and still am), here is one of my recent pics:



KYLIE, the beautiful.

The Big Yellow Pillow Part 2

In my previous post, I related about how I conquered the big yellow pillow E gave us (which he put in the living room).

E leaves us contained in his bedroom when he leaves the house (so we are closer to the balcony where we poop and pee) and he also contains us in the bedroom at night (E says for the same poop/pee reason, but I think E just wants us close at night just in case he gets lonely). When I staked my claim to this pillow, I didn't get the time to do it properly (as it was sleeptime and we went to E's bedroom).

Well, last night, while we were playing, I found my chance to properly take full dog-legal possesion of my pillow. I peed on it.

When E saw how I marked my dominion, he immediately got the pillow and put it on a chair (too high for us to reach). I'm pretty sure it will completely disappear from us in a day or two.

What was he thinking? Didn't he know that by peeing on it, I am marking my doggy territory? That by peeing on the pillow I am sending a message to King (and to all those dogs who may visit) that this pillow is off limits without my permission?

If humans marks their conquest by putting a flag on it (as Sir Edmund Hillary did when he climbed Mt. Everest and went to both poles), we dogs mark our territory by peeing.

Oh well, I guess humans will never really like our pee (and poop for that matter). I guess this will forever be a communication barriers between humans and dogs.

Here's a photo of me inspecting my new dominion. (If you look closer, you can see King being a mere spectator).




KYLIE, the beautiful

P.S., I'm pretty sure that Sir Edmund Hillary also peed at the summit of Mt. Everest and on the two poles

Begging to be Let Out

Before, E puts us in our playpen (where we don't usually play). Since we have already learned where to poop and pee, E has already dismantled this pen and let us roam around the house (or his bedroom when he is away).

This is me looking very cute, begging to be let out:



Me: How can you put such a cute dog in a playpen?

KYLIE, the beautiful

Kata, My First Playmate

JUNE 28, 2010

Before came along, I was lonely whenever E leaves the house. He gave me Kata.



Kata looks like a dog (actually s/he sort of looks like a shih tzu puppy) but s/he doesn't smell like a dog (because he lacks a dog smell, I don't know if Kata is a he or a she). S/He doesn't bark, he only moves when I or E touches him. S/He doesn't even yelp even when I bit him. And bit him/her did I, s/he lost both of her eyebrows and most of her fur.

E tells me that this dog-looking thing is named by his officemates. They named her after another officemate whose mouth seems to be always open (bad case of underbite - in shih tzu it can look cute but doesn't really look nice on humans).

When King came, E took him/her away. I don't really mind since King is a better playmate (though he sometimes plays rough).

I wonder where Kata is?

KYLIE, the beautiful

Kylie Meeting E

JUNE 26, 2010

This post is about the first time I met E. Before E, I was living with my doggie mother, another mother and father (my breeder) and their kids. Alas I never met my father. E tells me that my mother was brought by my breeder to a place where she (my doggie mother) was impregnated. My breeder tells E that my father is a small (they say imperial shih tzu). Maybe that's why the eldest in our litter is quite small (at 2 1/2 months, she's half my size).

My breeders have lots of kids and they like play with us. However, I noticed that first one of my littermates was gone, then another. I wondered where they went?

On June 26 afternoon, E got me from my breeder and her family. The kids were sad, I was too.

E brought me to his apartment (just above my breeder's apartment) and put me in a red round container with doormat and a piece of silky fabric.

He took these pictures using his camera phone.







Ain't I cute? Because of the black stripes above my eyes (which sort of formed eyebrows), E thought that I looked like Madonna (circa Material Girl moments).

That first time, I was curious about this new home. I was looking and looking and looking at his room. I even climbed out of this red plastic thingy (E learned that such a small thing cannot contain a phenomenal beauty.) I didn't cry that first night or the following nights since somehow, I can smell my former humans (they're just downstairs after all).

Oh, and what happened to that circular red plastic container? Well, sometimes E uses it to put soapy water when he's mopping the floor (he hates the smell of our poo and pee).

KYLIE, the beautiful