Wooga-ing...

The two weeks Grandmummy's previous helper went home for a visit (and never came back), Mummy sent me to my very first daycare in Singapore - WOOGA!

It took Mummy a long long long LONG time to decide upon a daycare. When we were in NYC, there were tons of quality daycare (although prices can be a little steep) within walking distance of our apartment and finding one was easy breezy. However, in Singapore, the daycares' quality just did not meet Mummy's expectations. Despite spending a good month or so researching and looking around, none caught her eye. A couple that she did like were either too expensive or just too out of the way.

Till she finally stumbled upon Wooga! 

So why Wooga?

1. Vicinity (it's just 5 minutes drive away)

2. Affordability ($26 for up to 12 hours!) - Mummy had to drop me off at 7am to rush off to work and pick me up at close to 7pm, so the long hours and affordability were godsend.

3. Plenty of walks and playtime - I was walked every few hours, giving me sufficient time to sniff around, play the staring game with neighbourhood cats and (most importantly) pee-pee and poo-poo.

4. Small playgroup - which meant that I got ample tummy rubs and attention...

5. Complimentary home-cooked meals and delectable treats - Yummy and healthy! And in case you were wondering, nope, I did not gain weight.

6. Clean environment - Nope, I did not come back smelling like a dozen dogs drooled on me. (DAMN! Would have been awesome to see my parents frown should that had happened. Pity~)

6. Screening - Despite Mummy sending a lengthy, naggy, unflattering email of my misdeeds, Auntie Ashley (the owner) was more than welcoming of me. I had to go through a trial session before I was accepted to see if I was manageable and not some crazy "bouncing-off-the-walls" Jack Russell. 

Of course, I put on my best suit for the interview, k. No wonder they fell for my charm~ 

HAHAHAHA *evil grinz*

Nonetheless, Mummy loved it that she was careful with the dogs she boarded. 

Wondering what I did at daycare?

I made new friends!

Introducing Dusty, the resident dog and a complete sweetheart. While we don't exactly play or wrestle, we walk, chill and simply just hang out together. 

It's really nice to have a doggy companion to bark with!

I went for occasional car rides! 

(I love it that Auntie Ashley doesn't mind my wet dirty paws!)

I played fetch!

Visited the playground..

wheeeeeee~ *down the slide*

Another activity I adored - running along Auntie Ashley while she cycled!

Sigh~ the immense satisfaction of completing a good run! 

^_^

Besides all the fun activities, nothing beats just LAZING AROUND!

(okay, I'm not called lazy bum for nothing)

And boy oh boy, there are tons of comfy places to just laze my afternoon away. 

But the best place has to be...

shhhhhh..

*Whispers* Auntie Ashley's bed!

Hee.. apparently Auntie Ashley messaged Mummy about my little rascal manja ways.

Auntie A: Your sam is refusing to leave my bed since he got here..I carry him out and about 5 minutes later, I will see him sneaking into my room and back to sleeping on the bed. 

Haha.... I just carried him out again and he is walking back in.

Mummy: Aiyooooooo, he's such a rascal!! Paiseh (my apologies)!

*Wriggle butts* 

I'm da boss. 

But with a bed as awesome as this... how not to.

Sadly. good times had to come to an end. Grandmummy found a new domestic helper to replace the runaway one. Yap, so that means I'm back at the grandparents'. 

Boo-hoo~ I miss the endless attention I get at daycare. 

The sweetest thing was that.. Auntie Ashley even gave me a farewell gift! 

HOORAY!!

Thank you Auntie Ashley!!

Hee, luckily, Mummy loved it so much that she decided to board me there while she jets off to Bangkok for a getaway (ya, idiot right.. enjoying a trip without me. T_T) in a couple of weeks.

Well, nevermind, I shall enjoy my own little vacation at Wooga!

Hang in there Auntie Ashley, Rascal Sam is coming back to ransack your bed!

(Thanks Auntie JY for the recommendation!)

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My hair-removal name tag...

You know you've a shitty Mum when she thinks that putting a sticker with her name on it on your furry forehead is funny.

And an equally terrible Mummy when she takes her name tag off (pulling out precious strands of my coarse hair with it), only to replace it with yet another tag (this time with my name). 

Like seriously..wtf~

According to that evil woman, this name tag will supposedly help me make friends at this JRT gathering I was at.

Well, she wasn't exactly wrong. 

People started calling my name (while giggling) and I did get a couple of treats for responding.

Guess it wasn't that horrible after all.

Wait, I changed my mind again. 

That stupid lady Mummy just removed it from my forehead again.

O-U-C-H

If you see a bald patch on my cute little head, you know who's fault it is...

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Pissy Sam..

Shit happens...

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My little Basket!

Mummy brought home a cute little basket from Egg3 a couple of days ago.

I was quite fascinated by it and could not stop checking it out.

Mummy: I'll bring you gai gai (shopping) if you can fit in the basket!

Challenge accepted.

After some wriggling, all 6.9kg of me sat comfortably in the little wicker basket! 

I'm ready, Mummy.

Let's go!

I kinda realised I got cheated once again when all Mummy did after I got in, was to stand there and laugh at me.

*face paw-pad* (The dog version of face-palm)

Giving Mummy the "I hate you" face.

Stupid woman...

I was stuck refused to get out and Mummy had to tilt the basket to get me out of it.

Once she did that, she revealed the real purpose of the basket - to store the stray slippers by the door!

To take revenge, I decided to photobomb!

Hey, at least I gave a happy face k.

Well, since the basket wasn't exactly the most comfortable of traveling modes, I didn't mind that it ended up being a shoe basket. Cos that means that I'll have more space to laze around by the main gate.

Not bad for a new piece around the house. Even Zuny came by and joined in the fun!

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Mid-Autumn treats for SAM - Dog mooncakes!

Mid-Autumn Festival is just around the corner!

Being American and having lived in NYC for a good part of my life, I know nuts about this occasion. 

Plus, why bother. 

Till I realise that....when humans celebrate this day, they do so by enjoying mooncakes.

And guess what, apparently there are doggy versions of this festive treat as well!

*Wriggly dance*

Introducing Mooncakes for Dogs, by Pawlicious Bakery!

(source)

When Mummy saw this, she knew she had to get it.. FOR ME!

With Daddy's pocket (each cost $5.50) and my waistline in mind, she decided to get just three flavours. 

The cute dog mooncakes look every bit like the ones mummy eats! 

And I can't wait to begin!

Pardon my 'stone' face. It's just that I'm dead tired after a good afternoon swim and Mummy kept insisting on taking pictures before I could start eating.

zzzzz

I want to eat them and go to sleep. 

Hurry~

As three at a go is a tad bit much for a little dog like me, we decided to start on one flavour - Yam. 

(This happens to be Mummy's favourite flavour, anything with yam, she will eat.)

Even the filling looks good!

Can I?

While it appeared really appetizing, I am generally a little wary of food that are cold and non-chewy, so it took mummy a little coaxing to get me to start.

And once I started, I could not be stopped.

Within minutes, I was licking the place clean.

With my 'stone' face, I attempted to beg for a second mooncake. 

Unfortunately for me, it didn't make the cut and I was denied more.

What a letdown. Oh well, I'll go zzz instead.

Anyway, on a side note, apparently the bakery also does cakes for dogs too! And I'm hearing whispers that Mummy would like to get one for me on my next birthday! 

(OMG OMG OMG! Praying for January to arrive!!)

Mummy's note: Mental note to self; no photoshoot after a swim. A stone-face dog is just... blah. Okay, back to the mooncake. The yam mooncake tasted quite good! It's almost every bit as nice as the snow skin ones I normally eat. Of course, it was not sweet (but some of the ones for humans are overly sweet) and that kinda worked for me. Plus, the yam taste was really rich too! No wonder the little rascal enjoyed it! And yap, I'm seriously considering getting a cake for Sam from here! We shall see..

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Emo-ing

Just got wind that Auntie R, Grandma's domestic helper who absolutely dotes on me, left for a home visit and never came back despite renewing her contract.

Boohoo~

Now, Grandma is fuming mad and equally frustrated over getting a new helper, while Mummy is worried buckets about whether I'll be in good hands when the new helper arrives.

All I'm thinking about.. is my lack of treats... 

Oh well, maybe I can convinced the replacement auntie to give me treats with my puppy eyes. 

Time to start training. 

On a good note, it also means that I get to enjoy yet another week of awesome daycare!

Wooo~

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I'm a H&M Dog!

During one of the shoots for the Aug/Sep issue, Mummy fell in love with a H&M silk Beagle print handkerchief that was used as a bandana for one of the pups. (Under the influence of Uncle Bryan!)

And she knew she had to have it...

for me, of course.

 (source: pets Magazine)

It took a while before it finally hit the stores. Well, STORE technically as it's only available at H&M Orchard (under the men's section).

When I got my paws on the scarf, I was a bit lost. I mean, I don't usually blow my nose or sneeze into a hankie. 

So what is this for?

*confused*

So I did the worst thing I could possibly have done by asking Mummy what it was for.

Seeing that I didn't realise that it was to be used as a bandana, she decided to pull a prank on me and made me wear it as a head scarf.. 

I HATE YOU!!!!! Grrrrr~

Now I look like the granny/auntie below.

*curses under his breath*

!@#!@$@!%@#%

(source)

To make myself feel better, I would like to think I look more like this Chibi version of Zoro from One Piece.

(Source)

After having a good long laugh (grrrrrrr...) and seeing how pathetic I looked, Mummy decided to spare me the agony and put the hankie where it should have been in the first place.

Do I look better?

(Still a bit wary of whether I should trust the evil lady)

I checked myself in the mirror and decided that it was okay.  

Yap. This is so much better.

The look grew on me and I actually think I looked pretty good with this. Kinda like a little boy scout, but cuter than any others of course.

Ho ho ho ...

In fact, this suits me so well that I'm thinking maybe I should start shopping at H&M for my wardrobe!

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It's PAYDAY!!!

Well, while this is somewhat overdue (oabout 2 months late), but.. I've just (physically) received my very first paycheck!!!!!

*Wriggly dance*

Now I can finally get my paws on that awesome toy I've been eyeing and that yummy treat that I've been drooling about..

*Beams~*

Just when I was basking in joy, Daddy (as usual) had to be a wet (soaked more like it) blanket and burst my little bubble! 

And no surprises, I swear he was gloating too..

rawrrrrr~

Apparently I was told that I had already advanced my paycheck 1.5 months ago on that fateful day when Mummy made a trip to the pet food supplier and bought god-knows-what.

Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo~

Shaking my head in disbelief....

What it means is that when this cheque (my precious~~) is cashed, every single cent of it is going to go into Daddy's bank account.

Yap, my life sucks and I've money sucking parents .

Oh well, nonetheless, it IS my first paycheck, and despite my uber 'buay song-ness' (means unhappy), here's a photo to commemorate. 

Mental Note to self: I need to set up my own bank account and manage my own finances... 

Sigh~

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