<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798851197549002270</id><updated>2011-07-08T22:10:00.265+08:00</updated><category term='ketam'/><category term='dog'/><category term='agility'/><category term='peakaboo belle'/><title type='text'>Pearlflakes Shadow</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13822267059265762442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8NUIFjelzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9zhqL_VX0Ag/S220/petnu_0160.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798851197549002270.post-9034820300488967171</id><published>2009-08-25T16:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T16:58:52.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ron's Barkday in August</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SpOm0Yy0IrI/AAAAAAAAASI/Mca7KnV2axQ/s1600-h/RON+BDAY.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373822199322124978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SpOm0Yy0IrI/AAAAAAAAASI/Mca7KnV2axQ/s320/RON+BDAY.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at the nice picture frame I've got from the Pot of Information. Nice isn't it. This is specially for you, Ron daddy! Wish you good health and good luck and may everything goes smooth sailing for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've got myself a peach cake this year.. yummy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY HAPPY BARKDAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7798851197549002270-9034820300488967171?l=pflakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/feeds/9034820300488967171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7798851197549002270&amp;postID=9034820300488967171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/9034820300488967171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/9034820300488967171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/2009/08/rons-barkday-in-august.html' title='Ron&apos;s Barkday in August'/><author><name>Shadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13822267059265762442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8NUIFjelzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9zhqL_VX0Ag/S220/petnu_0160.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SpOm0Yy0IrI/AAAAAAAAASI/Mca7KnV2axQ/s72-c/RON+BDAY.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798851197549002270.post-8415434861376384679</id><published>2009-08-14T14:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T15:24:07.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yearly Shot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am supposed to get my vaccination on the second week of July but was postponed to the next due to contracting diarrhea after chewing on a cattle ear. Jen bought it in the Midvalley Exhibition and it did taste good to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been some time that I last visited Dr See's clinic in Seri Petaling. I was quite his regular patient when I was little visiting him few times in a month and that puts a dent in my humano's pocket. I have a very sensitive stomach back then but now, since I am more grown up and have a strong level of immune system with good diet, I am just as healthy as a cow. I wasn't really good in taking dried internal organs, fatty stuffs and rawhide. So my humano are very careful on what they feed me. I am a such a sensitive lil dog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369716533391960034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SoUQvLVep-I/AAAAAAAAAR4/Q8vxhTXUvLw/s320/DSC00834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Scheduling an appointment with the Vet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Dr See's clinic for a yearly vaccination, Jen was laughing when she saw my eyes bulged when I got pricked by the syringe. Anyway this time I am more occupied with the sick cat in the cage than having a shot up at my thigh. It was nothing but it swelled to the size of a quill egg. I wasn't quite pleased when both the humanos took the opportunities to give me a rub. It was painful and fortunately it only last for 3 days. Both even use the conventional way of hard boiled egg for the swell. oh thank you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369707162805563746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SoUINvLlcWI/AAAAAAAAARw/rm1SKuHAYLo/s320/DSC00845.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Pix of me holding my gas.. Pffftt..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The clinic had extended its services in providing grooming services at a reasonable rate. Looks good to me. I will only be there for manicure and pedicure. At the meantime, I will just keep my mane.. geez..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7798851197549002270-8415434861376384679?l=pflakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8415434861376384679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7798851197549002270&amp;postID=8415434861376384679' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/8415434861376384679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/8415434861376384679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/2009/08/yearly-shot.html' title='Yearly Shot'/><author><name>Shadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13822267059265762442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8NUIFjelzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9zhqL_VX0Ag/S220/petnu_0160.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SoUQvLVep-I/AAAAAAAAAR4/Q8vxhTXUvLw/s72-c/DSC00834.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798851197549002270.post-5312759957561725655</id><published>2009-08-14T10:59:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T11:35:51.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun, Sea and Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wohoo! I am claiming my independence once again and will be heading to Ruby’s Resort in Cherating next week to spend some quality time with the humanos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen and Ron were seen busy packing things for the 3D2N. I won’t be bringing my ‘jamban’ along this time since it is way too space consuming. Not an issue since I can live with it. When you are close to Nature, think Nature and you will do things Naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen came across this article while googling the Pot of Information i.e the Internet and would like to share this with the beachgoers (the humanos and the dogs). Here are the 13 points good to know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1) When taking your dog to the beach, make sure there is plenty of fresh water and shade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) Dogs with short hair, white fur and pink skin can get sunburned, so limit your dog's exposure to the hot sun and apply a zinc-free sunblock to his ears and nose 30 minutes before going outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Be careful not to let your dog spend too much time on hot sand or asphalt. Dogs can burn their tender paws just as easily as we can on our feet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4) Cool ocean water is very tempting to a dog. Don't allow your dog to drink too much seawater as this can cause diarrhea or vomiting and quickly dehydrate them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369653618609078802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SoTXhDgVwhI/AAAAAAAAARI/P8w5VOImWKg/s320/choice_112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'm cool&lt;/div&gt;5) Check with lifeguards or the resort for daily water conditions. Dogs can be easy targets for jellyfish and sea lice. It is good to have the dog protected with Spot On or Frontline and a small bottle of vinegar comes in handy on jellyfish stings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6) Check out and inquire any potential rip currents and underwater dangers at ocean beaches. This not only dangerous to dogs but to the human as well. Identify and steer clear from this area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;7) Swimming is a great form of exercise for dogs but their abilities are differ by fitness and breed. Don’t let the dog overdo it as they will be using new muscles and may tire quickly. It is crucial to monitor any signs of exhaustion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;8) Never leave the dog alone by the water. Dogs are just like kids where frequent monitoring is required. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;9) Running on a beach is strenuous exercise and a dog that is out of shape can easily pull a tendon or ligament. If your dog is out of shape, don't encourage him to run on the sand. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369649737704333426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SoTT_KAi4HI/AAAAAAAAAQw/-mFe7UWqjEc/s320/choice_169.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm Fit! Oh Yeah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;10) The beach can present many hazards for your dog. Things to watch out for include fishhooks, dead fish, seaweed, garbage, and broken glass. If the dog does sustain a cut from running on the beach, treat the cut by applying direct pressure until the bleeding stops. Take the dog to a veterinarian if necessary.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11) Salt and other minerals in ocean water can damage your dog's coat, so rinse him off at the end of the day. Not forgetting cleaning the ears with a quick wipe inside to help elevate the extra moisture. If left unattended, it may tend to build into an ear infection. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369652765609565170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SoTWvZ1aG_I/AAAAAAAAARA/IygQWvlOI0o/s320/choice_297.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I am wet now, where's the shampoo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12) Keep the dog on leash. This is for the dog’s safety and for the safety of other beachgoers and wildlife. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369650233927758882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SoTUcClbdCI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/G9xCDnnAe_U/s320/CAMTGN4J.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hey! Is that a turtle? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;13) Clean up and dispose dog poops in an appropriate trash bin. It is unpleasant for beachgoers and it poses real health threat to swimmers and other dogs. “Fecal coliform bacteria” in seawater tied to dog poops on the beach can make human and animals ill. In some cases, these bacteria can reach to a level that requires the local Health Department to issue a swimmers' health advisory.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HOOLA! HAVE FUN DUDE! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369655880844177234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SoTZku_N71I/AAAAAAAAARY/ruIxwbhTbVY/s320/36.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Pictures originated from the Pot of Information&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7798851197549002270-5312759957561725655?l=pflakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5312759957561725655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7798851197549002270&amp;postID=5312759957561725655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/5312759957561725655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/5312759957561725655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/2009/08/sun-sea-and-beach.html' title='Sun, Sea and Beach'/><author><name>Shadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13822267059265762442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8NUIFjelzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9zhqL_VX0Ag/S220/petnu_0160.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SoTXhDgVwhI/AAAAAAAAARI/P8w5VOImWKg/s72-c/choice_112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798851197549002270.post-5833697271787487598</id><published>2009-07-16T13:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T14:16:47.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peakaboo belle'/><title type='text'>Ding Dong Belle</title><content type='html'>It's been months since April that Belle went to a new family. Today I finally heard and see some nice pictures from a friend Jess. Good to see that she looks happy in the pictures playing with her younger owner. Belle definitely looks cute with hairclip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/Sl7A1Q3U-cI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/_6yPz-qGQeA/s1600-h/DSCN4934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/Sl7A1Q3U-cI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/_6yPz-qGQeA/s320/DSCN4934.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358932627910097346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                An eye for a date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/Sl7CfZqgMoI/AAAAAAAAAQY/UQEICVUP9Mg/s1600-h/DSCN4933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/Sl7CfZqgMoI/AAAAAAAAAQY/UQEICVUP9Mg/s320/DSCN4933.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358934451338359426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               Licking good to look good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/Sl7C-PtvBTI/AAAAAAAAAQg/b_-bv-naoWI/s1600-h/DSCN4941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/Sl7C-PtvBTI/AAAAAAAAAQg/b_-bv-naoWI/s320/DSCN4941.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358934981243503922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               I am plump as a plum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/Sl7Dh0tVQzI/AAAAAAAAAQo/6SmdfcmUkE0/s1600-h/DSCN4929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/Sl7Dh0tVQzI/AAAAAAAAAQo/6SmdfcmUkE0/s320/DSCN4929.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358935592469349170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               oops.. I slipped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are trully happy for Belle that she finally found a place that she can comfortably called home. Her family were so fond of her that whenever they go, she go. And Belle, keep the pictures coming. We want to see how fat and pretty you can grow into.. Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7798851197549002270-5833697271787487598?l=pflakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5833697271787487598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7798851197549002270&amp;postID=5833697271787487598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/5833697271787487598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/5833697271787487598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/2009/07/ding-dong-belle.html' title='Ding Dong Belle'/><author><name>Shadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13822267059265762442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8NUIFjelzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9zhqL_VX0Ag/S220/petnu_0160.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/Sl7A1Q3U-cI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/_6yPz-qGQeA/s72-c/DSCN4934.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798851197549002270.post-5856000362754246701</id><published>2009-06-30T08:29:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T07:48:30.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia Dog Day - 28 June 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I finally claimed my independence again to be out to attend a dog event in Stadium Chin Woo, KL last Sunday. Jen was unaware that the dog agility competitions were reschedule to later afternoon. Ron had already mentioned that we should not be there too early as they were afraid that my energy bar will run low before the real competition starts. So there we were the three clowns sitting and waiting for 6 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between, we joined the Fastest Recall and I unfortunately got hit by a big Golden Retriever with no sense of direction making me tumbled and rolled twice on the floor. Jen was hit by that big dog on her stomach and yeah, with no apologies given from the big dog's owner. How unthoughtful! I was shaken but not stirred as I turned out to be the 2nd in line and the next semifinal run, from the fastest I became the slowest mo. I was too careful after the first incident. Jen was surprised why I was running so slow with my head low looking from left and right. Once bitten, twice shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to 60 weaving poles, Jen thought that I was ready but heck! I was too ready for the doggie treats and kibbles lying unattentively on the competition floor. Sorry Jen, I haven't had my breakfast yet and those treats were alluring and I was hungry. So after three tries, Jen gave up. Weaving is one of my favourite but food is my top favourite. Doggie like me just have to choose to survive.. Jen was nagging at me for not being attentive to her and well, it might help if the floor is clean from all these additions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after waiting for another 2 hours plus, my energy bar already sloping down the hill and just probably enough to manage for 2 runs for the Basic Jumper competition. Again, I waited for another half an hour for the organiser, judge and the participants to debate and to have the rules reannounced and course plan rearranged. My engine was so hot a few times that I barked out of excitement. Oh yeah, I don't bark unless I was extremely extremely excited.. My trainers haven't heard me barking all these years and only once on the training ground. That fine day I was too excited and run for four complete runs and off leash.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to the Basic Jumper competition again, the time when everything is ready, my engine already cool down and I was at the edge of recharging my battery. My first run was with hesitation as I was clawing myself on the slippery parquet floor. Jen put me on leash for the first run because she knew that my focus was not there anymore. I was tired and I think I am focusing more on clawing for my safety than running the whole course. When it comes to second run, Jen decided to off leash me. I think she was exhausted too and decided not to push me too hard. At the end, I decided not to pursue the course and ran all the way to my resting area. Jen understood my signal and immediately crossed her arm to be volunteerily eliminated from the competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen told me in the car that she was proud of me for not letting her to pull the cow off me and the reason why she off leash on the 2nd run was for me to make my choice either to follow her to run the course together or I can decide to rest . Her sole purpose was to exposes me into indoor environment and both of them were happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rarely sleep in the car but that day I slept like a log on Jen's arm when we were in the car. Oh boy! I was so mentally and physically tired and I stunk of pee pee from head to toe. Till now, Jen was still figuring if any big dogs are peeing on me when she is not looking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both humano did not captured any pictures as they don't see why they should do so. Place was terrible, smelly and crowded. And if any goody of you would like to contribute a few pictures of the event to me, please email me so I could post into this bloggie. Thank you and have a nice doggie day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358094002423327122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SlvGG1eX6ZI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/JI96FB3l1tk/s320/a20090628_IMG_7397.preview.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Got this pix from another site. Cami looks like a pussy cat from afar and Ron's hiding behind my back? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We spent time waiting and waiting.. yawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Not forgetting if you are interested to read Jen's opinion on the course layout and her thoughts in shadow-agility site with the link in this bloggie. And now, passing my pen over to you Jen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7798851197549002270-5856000362754246701?l=pflakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5856000362754246701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7798851197549002270&amp;postID=5856000362754246701' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/5856000362754246701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/5856000362754246701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/2009/06/malaysia-dog-day-28-june-2009.html' title='Malaysia Dog Day - 28 June 2009'/><author><name>Shadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13822267059265762442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8NUIFjelzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9zhqL_VX0Ag/S220/petnu_0160.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SlvGG1eX6ZI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/JI96FB3l1tk/s72-c/a20090628_IMG_7397.preview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798851197549002270.post-2690683412760346281</id><published>2009-06-18T13:13:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T17:44:32.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Pictures of Me</title><content type='html'>After searching high and low for old pictures which never comes to public. Here are some for your viewing. Be warned that this might gives you a light head, wobb'y legs and long lasting giggles throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SjnWK-TonVI/AAAAAAAAAOg/2J1lxrUHw3k/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348541516491562322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SjnWK-TonVI/AAAAAAAAAOg/2J1lxrUHw3k/s320/7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; "Have a butt-weis-ser" "Warning, don't drink and weave"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SjnQlCbB6CI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/jZKmVE-KC7U/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348535367203153954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SjnQlCbB6CI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/jZKmVE-KC7U/s320/9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I am the incredible hulk in a tight bee costume" "I am ya King Shadow, bring me my kibbles"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SjnP9gBXPFI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Fb8MguSNGu4/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348534687953796178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SjnP9gBXPFI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Fb8MguSNGu4/s320/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" me and my cute button nose" "me featured in a doggie model magazine of the month"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SjnPpWfEzgI/AAAAAAAAAOA/IlC6K5B1L_Y/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348534341796679170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SjnPpWfEzgI/AAAAAAAAAOA/IlC6K5B1L_Y/s320/8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"oopsie daisy, I just miss the bus" "Where's everyone? Did I miss the feast?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SjnPS23I46I/AAAAAAAAAN4/Qs_ogrqmAJk/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348533955350553506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SjnPS23I46I/AAAAAAAAAN4/Qs_ogrqmAJk/s320/6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" balancing act- the devil on me" "I loves this cushion, if you look hard enough, you will notice my drool"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SjnOhhLRukI/AAAAAAAAANw/jmbUl1NG6fI/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348533107715848770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SjnOhhLRukI/AAAAAAAAANw/jmbUl1NG6fI/s320/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Doggie Fashionista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SjnOF5eGYCI/AAAAAAAAANo/ZUJ5S9K3zvg/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348532633200910370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SjnOF5eGYCI/AAAAAAAAANo/ZUJ5S9K3zvg/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; "you can't touch this" "official ambassador-to-be of a bank"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SjnNtN_SsoI/AAAAAAAAANg/ZtuJ9xAeyMw/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348532209212109442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SjnNtN_SsoI/AAAAAAAAANg/ZtuJ9xAeyMw/s320/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the thai massage is superb and it comes with complimentary tidbits" "this roller is good for a belly rub rub"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SjnNKcnMGRI/AAAAAAAAANY/ncx4ugXAspU/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348531611842124050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SjnNKcnMGRI/AAAAAAAAANY/ncx4ugXAspU/s320/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"this hotdog taste weird..blurrgh" "best to floss after meal to keep your teeth shinny white and clean"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348541961435649570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SjnWk32kliI/AAAAAAAAAOo/0NadibjrSMY/s320/10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"HaHa..that's all folks"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7798851197549002270-2690683412760346281?l=pflakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2690683412760346281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7798851197549002270&amp;postID=2690683412760346281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/2690683412760346281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/2690683412760346281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/2009/06/funny-pictures-of-me.html' title='Funny Pictures of Me'/><author><name>Shadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13822267059265762442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8NUIFjelzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9zhqL_VX0Ag/S220/petnu_0160.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SjnWK-TonVI/AAAAAAAAAOg/2J1lxrUHw3k/s72-c/7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798851197549002270.post-8517810724893528268</id><published>2009-06-10T07:10:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T13:11:38.897+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='agility'/><title type='text'>Shadow in Agility</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jen is extending to an additional site to document my progress and at the same sharing our experiences. The dog agility is an interesting and mostly enjoyable sport for both dogs and humans. I've googled and saw that a training school in Europe even promote agility in small breed such as the chihuahua. This shows size does not matter, it is the passion that counts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen will be putting in some extra efforts to draw the course which we ran on the YMCA ground. She had that memorised after a few rounds. We are running on alternate Sunday instead of every Sunday due to my personal emotional issue.. I am an emo dog, remember? Ron felt that I performed much better this way as I am proned to boredom once I get used to everything. My running mode will automatically switch to 'pull cow' mode if they aren't careful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not forgetting my tribute to Groovy's owner, the trainer who comes up with new courses every week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345470502226669218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/Si7tGaqMrqI/AAAAAAAAANQ/rFPOGvYbO8U/s320/Bar1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pflakes-agility.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.pflakes-agility.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7798851197549002270-8517810724893528268?l=pflakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8517810724893528268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7798851197549002270&amp;postID=8517810724893528268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/8517810724893528268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/8517810724893528268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/2009/06/shadow-in-agility.html' title='Shadow in Agility'/><author><name>Shadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13822267059265762442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8NUIFjelzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9zhqL_VX0Ag/S220/petnu_0160.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/Si7tGaqMrqI/AAAAAAAAANQ/rFPOGvYbO8U/s72-c/Bar1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798851197549002270.post-8950223123095730502</id><published>2009-05-19T14:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T09:58:16.665+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ketam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><title type='text'>Dog Rescue in Pulau Ketam</title><content type='html'>It is sad to see that the dogs were inhumanely banished to isolated islands due to the sick excuse of overpopulations in Pulau Ketam. 300 stray dogs left in the swampy islands were found weak, thin and starving and some had resorted to cannibalism. Poor thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furry Friends Farm and other good souls out there are in the midst of rescuing the survivors from the islands. Here are the sites for all friends and readers who wish to contribute help physically or financially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furry Friends Farm:  &lt;a href="http://www.furryfriendsfarm.org/"&gt;http://www.furryfriendsfarm.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Updates on Dog Rescue Mission&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV Smith                   :  &lt;a href="http://www.mycen.com.my/rescue/index.html"&gt;http://www.mycen.com.my/rescue/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pummkin's Pitch      :  &lt;a href="http://pitch.pummkin.net/"&gt;http://pitch.pummkin.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337430565947605970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/ShJc0iCeg9I/AAAAAAAAAL8/a1bgRkA6aOE/s320/puppy_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337428513988622578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/ShJa9F5VOPI/AAAAAAAAALs/3VhHJDJzcMc/s320/FFF.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7798851197549002270-8950223123095730502?l=pflakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8950223123095730502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7798851197549002270&amp;postID=8950223123095730502' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/8950223123095730502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/8950223123095730502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/2009/05/dog-rescue-in-pulau-ketam.html' title='Dog Rescue in Pulau Ketam'/><author><name>Shadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13822267059265762442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8NUIFjelzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9zhqL_VX0Ag/S220/petnu_0160.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/ShJc0iCeg9I/AAAAAAAAAL8/a1bgRkA6aOE/s72-c/puppy_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798851197549002270.post-2001398662609018629</id><published>2009-05-14T17:03:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T18:08:17.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth, Space and Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here comes the Star Trek fever.. Star Trek has been everyones' childhood movie and again all will be looking forward for Spock and the Enterprise. Yes, both my humano Ron and Jen will be watching it soon once they have their spare time. It's a great movie not to be missed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally think that Zachary Quinto suits for the Spock character with his feature (sharp eyes, pointed nose and now comes with pointy ears for a Vulcan) and his cool mysterious personality like how he portrayed in Heroes. Yes and again, the humano are watching Heroes Season 3 back home depriving me of my ball fetching game. But again, I wouldn't mind if we can promptly go for a brief walk around the playground..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335607541689870770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SgviyjdR6bI/AAAAAAAAALc/99cgtQNU3Ac/s320/startrekbannersw6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335604814626721090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SgvgT0WwjUI/AAAAAAAAALM/ikkY58DwZQw/s320/DSC00615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beam me up Scotty! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I hope I doesnt look weirdo in this picture. This was taken during the Earth Day (28/03/2009) at home. Look at sweetie Belle, she was hiding under the table. Afraid of Klingons, perhaps? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335606893254783282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SgviMz2TsTI/AAAAAAAAALU/Vavk-hIWEao/s320/DSC00617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335609100528014914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SgvkNSlQVkI/AAAAAAAAALk/d0nNn5DHaE8/s320/enterprise.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Enterprise warping away..bleep bleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7798851197549002270-2001398662609018629?l=pflakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2001398662609018629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7798851197549002270&amp;postID=2001398662609018629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/2001398662609018629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/2001398662609018629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/2009/05/beam-me-up-scotty.html' title='Earth, Space and Light'/><author><name>Shadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13822267059265762442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8NUIFjelzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9zhqL_VX0Ag/S220/petnu_0160.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SgviyjdR6bI/AAAAAAAAALc/99cgtQNU3Ac/s72-c/startrekbannersw6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798851197549002270.post-2523194202079054427</id><published>2009-05-07T16:23:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T17:28:03.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belle is 2 today</title><content type='html'>Belle just turned 2 today officially on 07 May and we have celebrated a day earlier to make this post possible to be published on the actual day. Look at the big honey themed birthday cake that Jen bought for Belle. A cute and cheery looking cake. As I says, cakes from Thyme Bakery are the best. Yum yum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332996732005695106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SgKcRbeEvoI/AAAAAAAAAKU/crNrwtz9sHM/s320/DSC00765.JPG" border="0" /&gt; (look at those cute buzzing bees, don't they look delicious)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belle is kind of a shy gal, always shying away from the camera. I think she is way too excited for a bite..I agreed that the cake looks alluring and smells good. Jen had taken a lots of pictures and screened those that were too blur. Well, looking at those blur pictures makes my head buzzing..zz zz&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332998140987864802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SgKdjcVmduI/AAAAAAAAAKc/cBfg1gAtc8g/s320/DSC00780.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Jas dapped some cream on the finger to make Belle hocus focus for the camera. Smile and says beees)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332999363827109522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SgKeqnxMjpI/AAAAAAAAAKk/IwfAcQKF7mQ/s320/DSC00739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And not forgetting getting dress up for the special occasion. Belle definitely looks a cutie bee to me. You haven't seen Jen putting up the hoop up her head covering her eyes, haha. She was walking blindly just like a bee but very smart enough to take up the hoop by just rubbing her head all the way on the sofa. Smart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333001323547559970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SgKgcsS9iCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/IA3BWDiKyWc/s320/DSC00773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We grabbed any chances to get a lick whenever the cake is near. If you noticed hard enough, in fact I have just licked up a bee..ooppss hehe. Belle wasn't that fast..sorry gal . Anyway the human have to make do of the cake since now it's already contaminated by our saliva or else we wouldn't mind taking the whole cake on our own.. *this is one of the strategy to get a bigger piece* grin &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333003329144847922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SgKiRbunfjI/AAAAAAAAAK0/GZWPI38f0n0/s320/DSC00784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's a little posie with Jas smiling at the camera.. I am a heart warmer which makes everyone goes oohh.. what a cute dog... sees the evidence now..haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333004024079317810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SgKi54j5-zI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Q4Pr6EhYo5I/s320/DSC00788.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Candles lit and it is time to sing a Happy Birthday song to Belle. Happy Birthday Bella girl.. You are 2 years old today and we all loves you! This may be the first and the last birthday with us but we will always remember you the first day you walked in to our sweet home and the day that you will be rehome to a finer family who loves you double triple more than us... loves you gal.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/s: If you haven't notice the absence of Ron, Jen and the other two humans from the pictures, let me tell you that they are terribly shying away just like Belle. However it wasn't Belle's lucky day since it was her big day and that means you are on the camera.. smile..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7798851197549002270-2523194202079054427?l=pflakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2523194202079054427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7798851197549002270&amp;postID=2523194202079054427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/2523194202079054427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/2523194202079054427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/2009/05/belle-is-turning-2-today.html' title='Belle is 2 today'/><author><name>Shadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13822267059265762442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8NUIFjelzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9zhqL_VX0Ag/S220/petnu_0160.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SgKcRbeEvoI/AAAAAAAAAKU/crNrwtz9sHM/s72-c/DSC00765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798851197549002270.post-4713059408514308277</id><published>2009-04-28T09:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T09:32:02.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Dedication</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SfZZltKw6-I/AAAAAAAAAJs/gu8N7W4XrEI/s1600-h/Dedication.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ome&lt;/span&gt; people says that life is like a box of chocolate. You will never know what you will get. I would say that life is just like a book. You start with a good beginning, with ups and downs in the middle and a hopeful good ending at the end of the chapter. From time to time, people walk into your life, loved and being loved, mistake done and lessons learned and so forth. Life as a book is exciting and somewhat terrifying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;n Saturday 25th April 2009, we have lost Uncle Rinson whom had peacefully passed away in his sleep. I would say that his book of 50 years was finely written. Good things always come to an end. And now it comes to the time where there is another good book waiting for him to explore. He is a good man with good heart, willing, generous and helpful. Bosses and colleagues were in full praise and lost of speech over the sudden lost of a multi talented friend. We indeed lost a good uncle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;have whispered silently to him during the ceremony &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;“Do not take the worries in this world together with you for where you do not belong in anymore. For now, we all know that you are in good hand. We missed you dearly and we shall meet when our path crosses again&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;May You Now Rest In Peace&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7798851197549002270-4713059408514308277?l=pflakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4713059408514308277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7798851197549002270&amp;postID=4713059408514308277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/4713059408514308277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/4713059408514308277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/2009/04/special-dedication.html' title='Special Dedication'/><author><name>Shadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13822267059265762442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8NUIFjelzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9zhqL_VX0Ag/S220/petnu_0160.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798851197549002270.post-2526625137667992065</id><published>2009-04-27T14:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T15:14:49.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Furry Belle</title><content type='html'>Here comes the 'Botak' Belle with her grown furs. Now she looks cute and adorable like me. For the past 5 months with us, she had already accustomed to our environment except for some bad habits which she is still unable to shrug off. Looking at good points,  she is attentive and a good house dog i.e guarding and barking at strangers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us have the same mischievious interest i.e eating bamboo leaves. I do not know when I start eating those leaves and now Belle seems to copy cat me. (doggie see doggie do). It is like once pop, you never gonna stop..Both of us always caught dead with leaves sticking either on our face or paws and there it is where the nagging begins. I beginning to feel that I might happened to have a mixed lineage from a panda? hmmm...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SfVUK0BLXQI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Gu_usVF1Ozw/s1600-h/bel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329258278801857794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SfVUK0BLXQI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Gu_usVF1Ozw/s320/bel.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7798851197549002270-2526625137667992065?l=pflakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2526625137667992065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7798851197549002270&amp;postID=2526625137667992065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/2526625137667992065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/2526625137667992065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/2009/04/furry-belle.html' title='Furry Belle'/><author><name>Shadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13822267059265762442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8NUIFjelzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9zhqL_VX0Ag/S220/petnu_0160.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SfVUK0BLXQI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Gu_usVF1Ozw/s72-c/bel.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798851197549002270.post-6390195615994240687</id><published>2009-03-30T12:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T13:52:22.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog Photo Contest</title><content type='html'>Dog-ing is having a dog photo contest and it is open to all doggies! Here is the link for any doggie pals out there who wish to join in the contest. Oohh by the way, you still have another day to go since the last day to participate is by 31th March 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Dog It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dog-ing.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://dog-ing.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dog-ing.blogspot.com/2009/03/dog-photo-contest-show-off-your-dog-and.html"&gt;http://dog-ing.blogspot.com/2009/03/dog-photo-contest-show-off-your-dog-and.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, at this height of the time I am still digging and deciding the perfect picture for the contest.  I guess it is high time for Jen and Ron to start using back their Ixus since it is dusting in the wardrobe for months or even years. Guess I have to make do of my signature picture taken by Groovy sometime back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7798851197549002270-6390195615994240687?l=pflakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6390195615994240687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7798851197549002270&amp;postID=6390195615994240687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/6390195615994240687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/6390195615994240687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/2009/03/dog-photo-contest.html' title='Dog Photo Contest'/><author><name>Shadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13822267059265762442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8NUIFjelzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9zhqL_VX0Ag/S220/petnu_0160.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798851197549002270.post-7002013412797468338</id><published>2009-03-23T09:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T09:36:42.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's my Birthday and I am 3 Years Old</title><content type='html'>Oh boy! I am finally 3 today. yippee yeah yeah! Time for some cakes and songs. My birthday wish for this year is to give me another 3 more wishes i.e more walks, more biscottis and more hugs.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316187876682920770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/ScbktRzsc0I/AAAAAAAAAJU/sEc2DNmSEvc/s320/DSC00600.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Belle eyeing for the strawberries topping. "And wuz the sparkles, edible?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316188360213837906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/ScblJbGcuFI/AAAAAAAAAJc/cg1zNsbSmV8/s320/DSC00602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I know my singing sucks but do you really wanna leave that soon?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHADOW AND WE ARE PROUD TO HAVE YOU IN THE FAMILY. LUV U&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7798851197549002270-7002013412797468338?l=pflakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7002013412797468338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7798851197549002270&amp;postID=7002013412797468338' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/7002013412797468338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/7002013412797468338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-my-birthday-and-i-am-3-years-old.html' title='It&apos;s my Birthday and I am 3 Years Old'/><author><name>Shadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13822267059265762442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8NUIFjelzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9zhqL_VX0Ag/S220/petnu_0160.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/ScbktRzsc0I/AAAAAAAAAJU/sEc2DNmSEvc/s72-c/DSC00600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798851197549002270.post-1649483453655109272</id><published>2009-01-20T12:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T12:49:12.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat Kermit Jr &amp; Crocky</title><content type='html'>The first time I mouthed Fat Kermit Jr, he lost two eyeballs. That was witnessed by Oldie, the fox terrier during an event in BU. I was happily chewing on the eyeballs when her owner squeaked. Still remember I got a earful from Jen back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second time Ron saw me biting on Fat Kermit again, he was banished straight back to his car's boot and that was the last I saw him again. I was grinning from ear to ear when I had him in my mouth... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293231368671196770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SXVV4pOZ9mI/AAAAAAAAAIc/UByBlUVL4Yo/s320/DSC00362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I am more matured now, I don't have the feel for mouthing soft toys anymore except for my favourites smelly ropes and squeaky balls. I love sleeping on softies and my favourite so far was Crocky, the green alligator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293232573519944498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SXVW-xou2zI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rMevBkbNnoI/s320/DSC00353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                            the best is when I cling on Crocky with the air conditioner full blast..nice..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293232710710810658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SXVXGwtlWCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/NVOo6jS4aHk/s320/DSC00354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;           the way you staring at me definitely makes me insomnia..trying to sleep here dude.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7798851197549002270-1649483453655109272?l=pflakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1649483453655109272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7798851197549002270&amp;postID=1649483453655109272' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/1649483453655109272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/1649483453655109272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/2009/01/fat-kermit-jr-crocky.html' title='Fat Kermit Jr &amp; Crocky'/><author><name>Shadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13822267059265762442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8NUIFjelzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9zhqL_VX0Ag/S220/petnu_0160.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SXVV4pOZ9mI/AAAAAAAAAIc/UByBlUVL4Yo/s72-c/DSC00362.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798851197549002270.post-7630723323893495040</id><published>2008-12-10T17:45:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:41:48.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New 'Chick' on the Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Since today is a holiday, I decided to write on the new chick on the blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SUC2WD4CM2I/AAAAAAAAAGc/8NnkgKD4Khk/s1600-h/DSC00499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278419253391930210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SUC2WD4CM2I/AAAAAAAAAGc/8NnkgKD4Khk/s320/DSC00499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ron and Jen brought Belle the new 'chick' home last Saturday. It was such a surprise to me as I was caught unprepared. I haven't got mysef pluck and groom and my toys were all over the place. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.excuse me&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have surrendered my precious bedding to Belle and she was so comfortable sleeping in it. Everytime she is in the bedroom, for sure the first place to head to is the bedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278419599673913074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SUC2qN4F7vI/AAAAAAAAAGk/jDscWg4_4Dc/s320/DSC00495.JPG" border="0" /&gt; A few days living with Belle and this is how I describe her&lt;br /&gt;1. She nags a lot&lt;br /&gt;2. She drink a lot too&lt;br /&gt;3. She doesnt like grass (as compared to the way I loves my turf)&lt;br /&gt;4. She doesnt enjoy nibbling toys the way I do. .. strange&lt;br /&gt;5. She have delicate paws..too smooth..(believe it or not)&lt;br /&gt;6. Hey! She is intelligent too or simply busybody..&lt;br /&gt;7. She is a gentle princess..&lt;br /&gt;8. She have funky short hair....yikes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So for the new 'chick', I have laid down just two new rules i.e strictly no sleeping on my bed and paw off my sofa! Other than that, I am fine sharing my toys, food and treat with you, Belle. Besides, I already started to enjoy Belle's companionship. She loves to follow me around and sun basking too! Yippee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278420488206462690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SUC3d76wruI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4xcfGIL1CCo/s320/DSC00436+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Of course I got a way bit jealous when Ron bought Belle a new cage. It was bigger than mine and she got the coolest drinking gadget as compared to my plain waterbowl. Not a problem, we will learn to share cool stuffs down the roads.. .hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278421227226844850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SUC4I8-8zrI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Gc-m_S66nWQ/s320/DSC00432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (Huh! Not another dog. You must be kidding me......) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7798851197549002270-7630723323893495040?l=pflakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7630723323893495040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7798851197549002270&amp;postID=7630723323893495040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/7630723323893495040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/7630723323893495040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-chick-on-blog.html' title='New &apos;Chick&apos; on the Blog'/><author><name>Shadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13822267059265762442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8NUIFjelzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9zhqL_VX0Ag/S220/petnu_0160.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SUC2WD4CM2I/AAAAAAAAAGc/8NnkgKD4Khk/s72-c/DSC00499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798851197549002270.post-8548686583320200466</id><published>2008-11-26T23:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:40:35.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Bags and A Dog</title><content type='html'>Two bags and a dog. Yup that's the title of my blog today.. Ron found it a bit amusing and took this picture straight away. He is wondering what I am doing there sitting line by line with the bags. Just a word of confidence to you guys that I am no way pee pee at the bags. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/ST-LvnSor8I/AAAAAAAAAGU/Z4NBUGty8b0/s1600-h/bags+&amp;amp;+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278090938418769858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/ST-LvnSor8I/AAAAAAAAAGU/Z4NBUGty8b0/s320/bags+%26+me.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a wonderful morning and I enjoyed sitting at my favourite spot while looking out for that Mr Goldie Cat to come by. I haven't seen him for days now. Guess he had migrated to somewhere else. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(What a relief! At least to say that I won't be having Mr Goldie Cat's paw on my turf)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7798851197549002270-8548686583320200466?l=pflakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8548686583320200466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7798851197549002270&amp;postID=8548686583320200466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/8548686583320200466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/8548686583320200466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/2008/11/two-bags-and-dog.html' title='Two Bags and A Dog'/><author><name>Shadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13822267059265762442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8NUIFjelzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9zhqL_VX0Ag/S220/petnu_0160.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/ST-LvnSor8I/AAAAAAAAAGU/Z4NBUGty8b0/s72-c/bags+%26+me.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798851197549002270.post-3647674956018259792</id><published>2008-11-10T23:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:36:08.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Jamaican Headress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SRhOy82f-BI/AAAAAAAAAGM/j_cCawfdPS4/s1600-h/DSC00413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267046401444935698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SRhOy82f-BI/AAAAAAAAAGM/j_cCawfdPS4/s320/DSC00413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Smile Shadow...You are on candid camera...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another trick for treat..Do I really look cool on this? It is definitely not a turban but a Jamaican headress. (makeshift from my favourite 'smelly' ropes) Can smell my stinky saliva from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey.. you two, stop it! I can hear both of you giggling.. psst psst &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7798851197549002270-3647674956018259792?l=pflakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/feeds/3647674956018259792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7798851197549002270&amp;postID=3647674956018259792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/3647674956018259792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/3647674956018259792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/2008/11/awesome-jamaican-headress.html' title='Awesome Jamaican Headress'/><author><name>Shadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13822267059265762442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8NUIFjelzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9zhqL_VX0Ag/S220/petnu_0160.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SRhOy82f-BI/AAAAAAAAAGM/j_cCawfdPS4/s72-c/DSC00413.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798851197549002270.post-5801985306616470719</id><published>2008-07-28T13:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:04:54.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dogga PhotoGenic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;HiHiHi! Shadow reporting from the Dressing Room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And Ta Da, here the pictures taken and look at the triosome in whites. Handsome and pretty huh.. Too bad I did not wear my specially tailored criss cross tie in this picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227930049113837874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SI1WrlAFUTI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Cm0uI7k6hQk/s320/IMG_4704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Triosome gang in white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227934970997239330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="177" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SI1bKEch7iI/AAAAAAAAAEg/YW6u1d4Bfas/s320/IMG_4708.jpg" width="228" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;King Shadow says " Someone bring me my crown"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;With Ron and Jen struggling on the tight schedules on their wedding preparations besides juggling my training and their workloads. I do salute them for bringing me for a walk at night. They make it a point to come home early, well supper suppose to be bad for a poochie like me, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've got my second vaccination last weekend and I thought that a year ago may be the last for me as a puppy. Vaccination can be the scariest thing on earth and it still give me the after effect syndrome. Nausea, moody, sleepy, less energetic, bad tempered and snappy sometimes but I do believes with a lots of walk, fOods, hugs and kisses, I will be feeling good in no time.. Well I still feel the jab on my left thigh after two days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7798851197549002270-5801985306616470719?l=pflakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5801985306616470719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7798851197549002270&amp;postID=5801985306616470719' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/5801985306616470719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/5801985306616470719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/2008/07/dogga-photogenic.html' title='Dogga PhotoGenic'/><author><name>Shadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13822267059265762442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8NUIFjelzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9zhqL_VX0Ag/S220/petnu_0160.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SI1WrlAFUTI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Cm0uI7k6hQk/s72-c/IMG_4704.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798851197549002270.post-8173430242599197698</id><published>2008-05-02T22:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:04:55.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures to Ponder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yo Folks! Here is me with some of my JRT pals enjoying a brief basking under the sun.. We are always cool with our pose and always ready for more shots..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195797769843566914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SBsuiwxK6UI/AAAAAAAAADE/0mNFJIGP2wU/s320/jrt+pack.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(from left to right: Shadow i.e me, Kimi, Groovy, MayMay, Russell)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Back home, here is me guarding my turf. No kitty, no birdie and lizards allowed. My turf is my place where Jen &amp;amp; Ron play fetch with me in the evening and I even have my mobile swimming pool during the hot weather.. Wanna see ...please scroll down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195799891557411154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="191" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SBsweQxK6VI/AAAAAAAAADM/2SFAIFzk_yU/s320/DSC00324.JPG" width="299" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Aha..a good way to make a makeshift swimming pool out of a basin . Sound creative? (Even if this is just enough to dip my butt) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195805440655157634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SBs1hQxK6YI/AAAAAAAAADk/EhhiD7vHFaQ/s320/water.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Snowing in Malaysia? Happy Songkhran Day!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7798851197549002270-8173430242599197698?l=pflakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8173430242599197698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7798851197549002270&amp;postID=8173430242599197698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/8173430242599197698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/8173430242599197698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/2008/05/pictures-to-ponder.html' title='Pictures to Ponder'/><author><name>Shadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13822267059265762442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8NUIFjelzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9zhqL_VX0Ag/S220/petnu_0160.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/SBsuiwxK6UI/AAAAAAAAADE/0mNFJIGP2wU/s72-c/jrt+pack.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798851197549002270.post-2627078479395490399</id><published>2008-03-26T13:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:04:56.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doglicious!</title><content type='html'>Excuse me for my absent to pen on my weekly blogging. Let me recalled back that I have a visitor i.e Jas living in my house for a week. I do enjoyed her companionship but leave out the food part which she was unwillingly part with. Main reason was to ward off my bad habit of begging for food..Who could resists the forever innocent look of a tiny dog like me. Well, unlike Jen and Ron whom could be so generous with foood.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181919162670600866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R-ngBgHFUqI/AAAAAAAAAC0/0tnc021SxnI/s320/IMG_4412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me taste the tau fu fa for you, yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181918252137534098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="280" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R-nfMgHFUpI/AAAAAAAAACs/wlkP_W42y0A/s320/IMG_4414.jpg" width="209" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One scoop for you and two scoops for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dream on Shadow... I only end up having a thumbsize of tau fu fa whereas Jen and Ron ate the whole bowl.. speaking about the generosity. .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Will update you on the next pictures taken by Jas, my personal photographer.. Adios!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7798851197549002270-2627078479395490399?l=pflakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2627078479395490399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7798851197549002270&amp;postID=2627078479395490399' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/2627078479395490399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/2627078479395490399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/2008/03/doglicious.html' title='Doglicious!'/><author><name>Shadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13822267059265762442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8NUIFjelzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9zhqL_VX0Ag/S220/petnu_0160.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R-ngBgHFUqI/AAAAAAAAAC0/0tnc021SxnI/s72-c/IMG_4412.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798851197549002270.post-4666791995053678323</id><published>2008-03-02T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:04:56.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I There Yet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is me in the car heading to my training ground. Jen always nagged at me for trotting to and forth non stop in the car as if I am in a long trailer. Okay...I admit that I am a way bit anxious. Why are we not there yet? (to tell you the truth, I can't hold my bladder forever.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172789956387015282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="231" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8lxDwgoCnI/AAAAAAAAABs/4yH5rEHsEz4/s320/DSC00237.JPG" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I always attend a mandatory pep talk by Jen every Saturday night before I go to sleep on how to be a good boy, behave and go weave weave weave, over over, jump jump, thru, tunnel and so forth.. She thinks a lil talk like this could brainwash me to perform better for the next day's training and even threaten me to go home. Okay.. I promised I will do my very best to perform. If I don't, we will just go home and have a talk on this again.. (dog like me still need to go for a performance review, omg)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172795681578420866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="188" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8l2RAgoCoI/AAAAAAAAAB0/bnbd6wfKS9o/s320/yawning.JPG" width="262" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;yawn....anyone care to contribute ear plugs to a poor soul like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7798851197549002270-4666791995053678323?l=pflakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4666791995053678323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7798851197549002270&amp;postID=4666791995053678323' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/4666791995053678323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/4666791995053678323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/2008/03/am-i-there-yet.html' title='Am I There Yet?'/><author><name>Shadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13822267059265762442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8NUIFjelzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9zhqL_VX0Ag/S220/petnu_0160.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8lxDwgoCnI/AAAAAAAAABs/4yH5rEHsEz4/s72-c/DSC00237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798851197549002270.post-6867861042716308343</id><published>2008-02-27T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:04:57.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Foot &amp; Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thank you Pacco for letting me sleep in your cage, play your ball, Thai boxing with me, being my three meals companion, bringing me for jungle trekking during my CNY sleepover. I enjoyed your companionship and your generosity. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171283463602345842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="217" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8QW6Vjel3I/AAAAAAAAABA/hm_GQck4-z0/s320/DSC00244.JPG" width="283" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow..how I missed my bed.. I slept like a log..mind my saliva..slurp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I appreciated my bed more (it's was Jen's bed, ahem!) and I never felt before that it was so comfortable and warm all these time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;On the other side, look at my two big footies. If I'm borned with it, it will be my turn to pawn Pacco like a prawn. hehe..wicked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171285928913573778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="170" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8QZJ1jel5I/AAAAAAAAABQ/oLViDEqbcTQ/s320/DSC00105.jpg" width="267" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7798851197549002270-6867861042716308343?l=pflakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6867861042716308343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7798851197549002270&amp;postID=6867861042716308343' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/6867861042716308343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7798851197549002270/posts/default/6867861042716308343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pflakes.blogspot.com/2008/02/big-foot-me.html' title='Big Foot &amp; Me'/><author><name>Shadow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13822267059265762442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8NUIFjelzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9zhqL_VX0Ag/S220/petnu_0160.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6bihmL9v0z0/R8QW6Vjel3I/AAAAAAAAABA/hm_GQck4-z0/s72-c/DSC00244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
