Even the doggies were Kungfu Fighting....

The day was packed with activities starting from going to the market early morning to buy dog food, then rushing home to pack the food, rush out to yoga, rush for a quick lunch bite, and then rush to facial, then a massage, then finally slowing down to chill out with C. He bought me dinner at a nice italian place, casual and relaxed, far away from bright lights and maddening crowd. Thank goodness. Food was more than decent, except I had (gamely) ordered a creamy pasta in a 4-cheese sauce. Yeah, it's like eating 10 cheesecakes. I probably had something like 10 pasta shells before surrendering. Even C was finding it a challenge. It's so cheesy my stomach lining is probably coated and all stuck together in chewy stickiness now.

Dog walking was fun tonight, the kiddos found their usual rat friend in the usual rat-friend place near the golf course, and had fun kicking it around. I'm sure the rat was waiting there as always, for the daily meet-the-igs encounter, so all the animals could put on a show for the squeamish human ig owner. It's hilarious watching both dogs bark and try to 'attack' the rat, and even more hilarious as occasionally one of them would kick the long tailed fella and it'll fly up in the air about 1 feet, before landing in the grass patch, temporarily concussed before getting up and taking a well aimed strike at the dogs. Each time the dogs get struck, they'd let out a high pitch yelp that says, "OUCH!!". C managed to get a picture of the rat encounter tonight, since he was brave enough to venture to the crime scene. Me, i just stayed some 10m behind, gamely cheering the rat on and lending moral support from afar. I hate rats. :P


Codie was nabbed again yesterday. I knew it was too good to be true, 2 days of peace and quiet. I had buried Codie under the pillows when I went to take a shower, and upon stepping out of the bathroom door, the poor fella once again was splayed out near the kitchen sink. I wonder if it was a (failed) attempt to get Codie on the chopping board or maybe tried to get a knife to perform a surgical procedure on Codie? Hmmm.


I realised Codie really stinks of wet dog saliva. Must be the reason how the dogs could tag and nab Codie so easily whilst leaving the rest of the gang alone. No choice, so I put Codie and gang, including a very annoyed Slick into the wash. They had a wet roller coaster ride in the machine before being tumbled dry. I dont' think any of them were too pleased, and Slick was probably complaining of a massive headache from being tumbled, spun and squashed around by the big guys. Codie was looking quite mussed up from the wash experience. Here's his new 'wet' look. Ah well, hope he'll be safe after this.