Storybooks and Betrayals

Due to persistent public demand, our resident pet Jappy will blog today. Here is his post:

I love Sunday nights because it's our story time. Yeah, what canine would not enjoy listening to beautifully written prose while propped in a sofa, biscuits refilled every five minutes or so- never mind if some dog I know can not remember these stories. But this Sunday, I was problematic.

First of all, I got to choose the book, and I chose Sophia, The Alchemist Dog, because she reminds me a bit of our friend Lorenza.

But, OHMYDOG ( one paw covering my mouth)!

Someone loved the story so much and digested it as well!

I'm thinking at this point, okay? It could be the Secretary's pup- I've seen his fat little paws destroy every piece of property owned by the Secretary and the Animal Doctor.

Or it could be one of the dogs, I had to ask them..um..what is that word? discreetly.

Jappy: Guys, have you played with a not so ordinary toy lately?
Moy: Huh, my ears are itchy, can't hear ya.
Trudis: What toy?

Perhaps I did not make myself clear.

Moy-Moy, have you been playing with a toy that is not really a toy?

He tried to changed the subject;

While Trudis pretended to be busy chewing her paws.

I really should polish my sleuthing skills, BUT it was too late! The Secretary appeared and saw the dastardly deed committed on her book.

Forget story telling, forget the sofa and the biscuits. All we got last night was a fifteen minute sermon.

I woke up this morning and tinkered with our hidden camera and this is what I found:


Jappy, signing off.

We got an award!

We got a treat when we visited T-man Angel's blog today. T-man came down from Heaven to receive various awards from his friends and he passed one to us.

Thank you, T-man Angel. The Secretary is so thrilled to receive our very first award since we started blogging. We would like to pass this to Sweepy and Aki, our doggy pals in the Philippines.

Sweepy is a Super Dog who barks at humans who are neglectful or cruel to animals. When we wrote about the plight of stray dogs in Barangay Sto. Tomas in Pasig City, Philippines, Sweepy came to the rescue and barked at the barangay captain to desist from capturing stray dogs because we have gathered evidence that they are not equipped to operate an animal pound in their barangay hall.

We presume that the good barangay captain was afraid to earn the wrath of a Super Dog because we have been monitoring Barangay Sto. Tomas and we have not seen any new stray captured since Sweepy's barkings. There are now only two dogs left from the group that we first saw crammed inside the cage in front of the barangay hall. We can only hope that the other dogs were transferred to the City Pound and dealt with in a humane manner. The cage now has a makeshift roof above it and the remaining two dogs have water. Job well done, Sweepy! Dogs like you inspire us to continue working for the upliftment of neglected and suffering animals out there.

Aki, on the other hand, is a new kid on the block, er, blogging world. He and his companions Pooper Scooper and Dr. Heinz never fail to amuse us with their silly antics and hilarious stories . Reading blogs like Aki's is a good way for us to relax and unwind after being distressed by the bad things happening to animals.

See you next time ( and hopefully more awards to pass on).

Doggy Ice Cream

We doggies rarely get our baths because the Secretary is afraid that the water will take our natural oils away. But on Sunday morning, her stink-o-meter cried toot-toot! The Secretary jumped out of bed, rolled her pajamas and took these out:

She said she was going to make some doggy ice cream. What???

My brother Jappy looked like a bowl of whipped cream,

Jappy didn't think it was funny.

But the Secretary was unrelenting. She said my brother Moy-Moy would look delectable with some nuts and cherries atop his famous tail.

Oh-oh. Moy wasn't so thrilled either.

I, Trudis, am the only dog around here who appreciates being bathed. It is so refreshing when cold water hits my skin and I especially love it when the Secretary massages my body with soap and shampoo. I tell her to forgive the two droolfus ( Aki, can I borrow the word?), they don't know a thing about beauty.

Aww, my skin is still red all over.

The Secretary spritzed apple cider vinegar solution on my skin after drying me. Its supawsed to sooth my irritated skin but smells icky. The Secretary told me that in some places here in the Philippines people put vinegar on dogs like me because the cookbook says so. What?, I blinked. What did she mean by that??? The Secretary said shhhh and promised to tell me more when I'm old enough to understand. (She probably did not want to scare me). Okay then, on to happier stuff.

This is our breakfast which was served right after our bath.I used to eat three time a day when I was a wee little pup, but now I have two meals in a day, just like by brothers. The new Assistant prepares our meal. It is made of rice and boiled meat. Sometimes we have boiled eggs and tuna too.

He mixes it in and mixes it up, and mumbles some prayers:

"Bless us O, Lord and these thy gifts
which our beloved pets are about to receive
from thy bounty, through Christ
our Lord, Amen"

Before I proceed, I would like to mention an incredulity here. The pet accessories section of Greenwoods Pet Clinic sells an assortment of bowls which I'm sure the Animal Doctor will sell to me at discounted price. Surely, the Secretary can find one befitting a pretty dog like me.

But no, she is a cheapskate who makes us eat on recycled ice cream containers, buhuhu.
(The Secretary's Note: The resident pets of Greenwoods Pet Clinic are already fortunate enough to have a roof over their head, a bowl of water and two meals in a day. I am saving their money for less fortunate dogs which abound in numbers out there.)

Okay, okay, the three of us barked in unison( besides we are already hungry) while our sister, Pussy meowed her agreement.

After our brekkie, I accompanied the Secretary to bring breakfast to these doggies:

She found this doggy guarding a nearby building. The person who tied him there was not thinking, otherwise he could have left bowl of water for this dog to drink!

"Grrr-yum..yum..Grrrr, " said the doggy.
He didnt like us, but he loved the food. I told him not to talk with his mouth full.

This is my friend, Iyoy. She is well known stray dog in our subdivision. Every morning, she knocks on our still closed clinic for her ration of dog food.

Its usually best to cap this flurry of activities with an afternoon siesta.

Update on Scarlet

Post-operative treatment: day 2

So far, no signs of the much dreaded post op complications. Scarlet ate for the first time since her surgery on Monday, although her usual appetite has yet to kick in. And guess what, she made semi-formed poopies!

Post-operative treatment: day 3

Today, Scarlet had a hearty appetite even on a bland diet. She drank lots of water and made a bowel movement once. We are constantly changing her position to prevent "bed sores"

Cross our fingers and paws that Scarlet will fully recover from her surgery because we still have a lot of work to do to get her hind legs moving again.

Poodle Style Rock- A-Bye Baby