Merry Me

Merry Christmas everyone!

I can't believe I have a surprise gift! 

Darlene, Jennifer and Kim surprised me with a gift. I must admit, at first I thought they were giving me a lousy paper bag

I'm checking what's inside. It's really hard to open a gift if you don't have any hands!

Oh wow! Look! They gave me another stuff toy!

They gave me a Smurf! 

Four-ever Young

It's December 19th, so, that means it's my birthday again! I turn 4 years old today, that's in "human years". Gosh, I'm old in dog years. 

I have a cute little party hat on and a cupcake to celebrate my special day. Can you imagine I'm 4 already?! Do I look old? I didn't feel anything changed. I still LOVE to play, and I still love all my toys!

I guess the cupcakes were just for photos, I'm not even allowed to eat it... *sigh

Slippers

When I was young, I used to enjoy stealing slippers and chewing on them. Everybody was mad about it. I remember when they leave their slippers, they had to hide it from me. They made sure that the slippers are not within my reach.

When I did get hold of a slipper, they would chase me around the house to retrieve what I stole. It was irritating for them but quite fun for me. I had thought of it as a fun game of running around the house.

I have ruined a couple of slippers in my puppy days. We have a lot of slippers here that lost it's pair. If chasing me would make them mad, ruining their slippers made them furious. I got shout at and scolded a lot of times already because of it.

Now that I have grown up, I'm old enough to know that playing with slippers will get me in trouble.



See, I won't even bother taking this pair of cute slippers. 

Good Night

Most pets are not allowed to sleep on the bed by their families. But my family is nice enough to allow me to sleep on their comfy beds and cuddle with them. I am a nice fluffy accessory on cold dark night.

As much as I want to sleep beside my Mommy, she only allows me to lie down on the foot part of the bed. This isn't bad, considering that she can take me to my play pen anytime.

I cannot bring my own pillow when I sleep on the bed. They said that my pillow has too much fur on it so it should remain in my play pen. I really want to use a pillow when I sleep at night.



Here I am sneaking behind Mommy and using her pillow. I crawl quietly beside her and shared her pillow. Imagine how surprised Mommy will get once she turns the other way and see me there...

Brushing

Do you have the type of dog that has fur so uncontrollable that they need to be brushed constantly? Sadly, I am one of those type of dogs.

Actually, I don't think they need to actually brush my fur every single day, but they do. They brush my fur 

Happy Halloween

Happy Halloween! Do I look like a spooky witch?

Where's Coco?

"Where's Coco?"
That's what they say when we're playing a hide-and-seek game.
They try to seek me out but they cannot find me. I feel like a ninja hiding in my hiding place...



No one can find me even when I'm just hiding under the bed sheets. Maybe because when someone yells, "where's Coco?", I suddenly stay very still. I wouldn't dare move a muscle. If I move, they'd find me and the game will be over.



They caught me!
No matter how fun the game is, it eventually has to stop. I can't hide there forever... 

Soap Opera

No... I didn't get a new sister... that picture of a dog being given a bath is me! Kim was shampooing me when she took this picture. Look at how little I become when all my fur becomes wet. 

It takes a while for Kim to build up a lather with my thick fur. As hard as it is to foam up the shampoo, it's also hard for her to rinse it all off. 

If you can tell by the look I have on my face, I am not very please to be given a bath. I dread bath. I am always sad during bath times.

I hope next time Kim won't stop for a photo shoot anymore because it's freezing! 

Selfish

I am the only pet in our house. And being the only dog in the family is the best wish any dog can ask for. All the attention is on me. All the love and affection, focused only on me. And all the toys goes only to me.



Here I am, with all my toys, hanging out in my basket. The basket is where they keep my toys, or else they're just scattered everywhere. I'm getting a feeling that the next trick they'll be teaching me is "Go and get all your toys and return them into your basket".

Being the only dog here made me a little bit selfish... Okay.. Okay.. I am definitely selfish and not just "a little bit". I do not want anyone to play with my things. I want to keep it all to myself. When someone grabs a toy, all I want to do is get it back.


I'm selfish, but not crazy. I know there are some dogs that bites others once someone took what's theirs. I am not like that. You can still safely touch my things, I won't bite. But, the question is... Will you dare touch any of my toys knowing that the only means for me to play it is by my mouth?

Caught in the Act

I have already told you here about my bad habit of licking my paws. I didn't realize that I have doing it very often now.



Here, i got caught licking on my paws. Notice that one of my front paws is turned upside down?



Jennifer sure likes to make fun of me by taking another photo of me doing the act. I'm too ashamed to look at the camera here.



I didn't even know when they took this one. I'm so busy with my paws here that I didn't noticed the camera.

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When Darkness Fall

There was a blackout one night and everything went totally dark. Everybody hurried to find flashlights and candles to light up the room. While they were hurrying, I was left on my own to feel my way through the busy legs I accidentally bump into.

When the room was dimly lit by the flickering candle light, their next problem was locating where I was. I keep hearing Jen asking "Where's Coco?" almost every minute. Where would she think I have gone? Anyway, I tried to follow her around the house so she wouldn't miss me anymore.

Other parts of the room was still very dark and Kim and Jen continue to ask my whereabouts when I walk around the house. So, Kim had a brilliant idea to make everyone find me easier.



I'm really not sure if it makes me look cool or silly...

Being Scolded

No... I did not had my ears chopped off. Both of my ears are fine, I just hid it backward. This is how I would look when I'm being scolded.

When I do something wrong, they would scold me to teach me a lesson. It's fine by me. This look I have here is when I know they are really mad at me. I get scared and this is how I'll look. I can distinguish the level of how mad they are. Usually, I'd look like this if Mommy scolds me. I'm scared of her the most.

I will push my ears back and will avoid eye contact if I'm scared. Can I tell you a secret? The reason why I hide my ears is that I'm trying to mute their loud voice. When they are mad, they're voices becomes louder and this helps turn down the volume.

It takes a while for them to let out their anger... If they still won't calm down, then it's time for me to bring out my last trick...

I pretend to be sleepy. When they're all serious scolded me, I try to act as if I'm getting sleepy. Do not try this at home if you're an amateur. Pretending to be sleepy makes them think you got bored with what they are saying and they will scold you more. I am an expert with acting sleepy so this usually works for me. They'd  stop scolding me and laugh.

Before and After

Look how times flies by so fast. Do I still look like the tiny puppy in the "before" picture? 

The "Before" picture was taken when I was about a month and a half old. Beside me is my very first toy, "Hippo". 

Three and a half years later, I have grown up to be a cute dog. If you noticed, I wasn't the only one who grew  up in the picture, Hippo also grew up.

The "Good Girl"

This is my "Good Girl" look. Why did I named it that? Because this is what I do when I am begging for food. Sometimes, I see them eating snacks on the couch, and I have to pretend to be a good girl so they'd give me some. I'd rest my snout on the arm rest of the couch, or, if I can get close enough, I'd rest it on their lap. This makes me look like a good girl. No one taught me this, I came up of this on my own.

This look isn't exactly a brilliant idea, because, it doesn't always work.

Dry Clean

Bath times make me hide under the coffee table, literally. As much as I try so hard to hide, it's no use, they can always pull me out and carry me to my doom. The water isn't the only thing I hate when it comes to my baths. Aside from that, I also hate being dried.

I am a bit fluffy, and being fluffy takes a while to dry up. Because the climate is hot here, using a blow dryer to do the job would only make me feel hotter than I already am. Instead, they dry me off with an electric fan.

That picture isn't exactly how they dry me off. They would usually sit me up on a stool that's in front of an electric fan then brush me over and over again. Without the stool, if they leave me on the floor, I'd definitely run away. 

In that picture, they finished drying me off, but, I can feel that my fur is still wet, so, I just lied down in front of a fan to dry my fur. See, I'm learning to do things on my own now. 

Listening

Sometimes, I am not aware that what I'm going is wrong.

This is how I look like when people are talking to me. This was when Jennifer was explaining to me that what I was doing was wrong. If you must know, I was trying to dig a whole out of the bed. 

That's my face when I am listening attentively. See how serious my face looks? And at the same time, you can tell that I am listening to every word they are telling me.

I'm Sinking....

I forgot to tell you about this picture...

It was summer time when they took this shot. If you read my blog, then you know that I take a bath inside the bathroom, so, you might be wondering what I'm doing in a sink. It all started like this...

Summer time can be extremely hot sometimes. Not only me who gets hot, but everyone. Our kid neighbors usually take a dip in inflatable kiddie pools to cool off. For some reason, Jennifer and Kimberly thought it would be a good idea to do it to me too. Since I cannot be in an inflatable pool without me popping it like a balloon, they came up with this idea to fill up the huge sink we have and let me sit inside there for a while.

I'm not sure if they are making fun or me or if they really thought it's a brilliant idea. If you can see, I do not like it. I am afraid of water, I don't even like baths, so, why would they think I would want to waste my time inside a sink filled with water?

This experience scared me to death. The water is just shallow, it only covers my legs, but when I'm seated down (which Kim forces me to do), the water reaches up to my neck. They thought I'm loving the water when I was seated very still in there.

After that horrifying experience, they decided to bathe me inside the sink as well. And to get back at what they did to me, there's only one way for me to take my revenge...

Shake and splash them with water!

The Different Faces of Coco

If you do not own a pet, chances are, you don't know that, just like you, we also have facial expressions. You would know how I am feeling just by looking at my face. How else will you understand my feelings when I do not have the ability to talk. So, I decided to show my different faces just so you'd understand my point.

This is how I ordinarily looks. No facial expression there. It's just my normal face.

I usually have this normal look when nobody is bothering me.

Here you can obviously tell that I am sleepy. (For those of you guessing that I look drunk then you are ridiculous.) Look at how my eyes are drooping. I wish Jennifer would leave me alone and let me sleep, but she won't stop annoying me with her camera.


So there's two looks I've explained. I'll post more next time!

Stay... in the Car

Beep! Beep! 

Don't freak out, I'm not really driving. I don't even have a driver's license. 

I'm on the driver's seat waiting for Darlene to come back. She bought something and left me and Kim to wait in the car. The store has those "No pets allowed" sign outside. I hate that sign.

I'm standing by the window trying to take a glimpse of Darlene to see what she's up too. She's taking too long.

Most of the time, everybody hates it when they ask me to wait inside the car. I think it's because I miss them too much, that I cry the whole time they're gone. Ok... Ok... The truth is, I want to go with them, I don't want to stay in the car and wait. It's boring and it's not fun at all.

I cry and whimper until they come back. The whole time they're gone, I stand by the window to watch their every move. By the way, I'm not alone in the car. Someone is always waiting with me inside. 

COCOnut

When I got sick, my doctor told me to drink coconut juice. I'm allowed to drink half a cup of it.

Kim's favorite drink is ice cold coconut. She used to have it almost everyday. She'd freeze the coconut juice she bought then drink it when it's already frozen. Kim's favorite drink became MY favorite as well!

If you look at the picture closely, you'd see that my coconut juice is icy. Drinking warm coconut juice just doesn't taste good, it makes me think I'm drinking plain water. These ice cold coconut is a real treat for me. They used to give me only the juice. But now, they include some coconut bits inside.

Coconuts help me cool down on a hot summer day. After I empty my bowl, I'd feel so refreshed. My mouth is so cold. It's funny when I poke someone's leg with my cold mouth, they'd get so surprised that they jump.

I love coconuts! Coconuts drives Coco nuts.

A word of advice, if you give your dogs coconut juice, expect them to pee a lot. I'd pee so many times after a bowl of juice. It really helps if your dog knows how to go pee by themselves like I do.

Shedding My Fur Coat

I'm the breed of dog that sheds their fur during different seasons of the year. Shedding doesn't really bothers me, but it bothers my family. Whenever I shed, strands of fur are spread all over the house. The floor are covered with tiny fur balls. I try to help them clean my fur up by eating them. But what I thought is helping is cannibalism for them. They told me not to eat "Coco", so I stopped. Fur balls caught up in my throat is NOT a good feeling anyway.

Here's a before and after shot of me. 

The 'before' shot was taken last December. It was colder then so my fur grew thick. It was so thick that it made me look fat. Look at the "fold" of fur on my neck! 

When my fur is thick, they really like it. I get more neck scratches because they think I'm cute. They also like grabbing my soft fur.

When summer is near, I'd shed most of fur so I can survive the summer heat. So, from that furry dog, I'd turn in a.... chubby dog. If you look at the 'after' picture, my fur is a less than before. I'm not that furry anymore. So, to make me still look cute, I make myself chubby. I'm much more hug-able when I'm chubby. The downside of being chubby is, you'd get a lot of nicknames... I'm being called "Chubster" among many other names. 

I don't mind whether I'm furry or chubby. How about you, which look do you prefer?

This Is How I ROLL

I'm a talented dog... Well... so I think I am. I never showed you videos of me doing my tricks. Here's a first one. This is how I do my "roll over" trick.

I'd gladly answer any tips or advice you want in teaching your pet to do the same trick. Just make sure your pet is also a dog, I don't know how cats think. And make sure your dog isn't too old, because, as the saying goes, "You can't teach an old dog new tricks."

Don't Mess with the Angry Birds

I swear I didn't steal any eggs... I don't even eat eggs... 

I have to protect myself so I made a fort out of pillows.

These Angry Birds are accusing me of stealing their eggs, within a couple of minutes, more came to attack me...

Nah... the Angry Birds aren't really attacking me. I just thought it would be fun to play with these plush toys.

The Results Are In

My doctor called Kim yesterday to tell her about my test result. She finally came to a conclusion as to what is causing me to pee a bit of blood out. Good news is, it's not my protein count that's been causing it. The results show that I have been bitten by a parasite. There are some nasty parasites that causes blood in urine in some dogs when they got bitten.

We were all really surprised when we learn about what causing me to be sick. Believe me when I say this, but, I really don't have any flea or tick problem. I am a very clean dog. Mommy checks me for parasite every once and a while and I usually do not have those. I am a stay-at-home dog. I do go out, but when I do, they always carry me so I won't get dirty. So, I'm really confused and has been asking myself how did a parasite bite me.

Right now I have to take the medicine my doctor prescribed me. It's hard to swallow since it's in tablets. Kim has to shove it down my throat so that I'll swallow it. I'd spit it out again if she didn't do that.

I hope I will get better soon... I hate it because I know there'll be a lot of trips back to the vet since I am sick. *sigh....

Sick Again

I just came home from the vet clinic. I have a vague memory as to what happened to me over there due to extreme fear.

I remember the doctor checked my urine... I remember the painful blood test... I remember a scary looking sick dog, which is irrelevant but I can't block him out of my memory... He's really sick and seem to be going bald. Poor fellow...

The doctor wasn't sure what's causing my pee to have blood in it. Yes, I am a female dog and it's kind of normal for me to sometimes have blood in my urine, but it isn't that time of the year yet!

The doctor said that my protein count was high again. For someone who hasn't even tasted beef yet, I'm pretty much puzzled myself. The doctor said the worst thing.... She said NOT to give me treats as of the moment to see if it's the treats that may be causing my protein count to sky rocket. As sad as this is, I have to obediently follow it.

The doctor also took some blood samples to run some tests. I don't know what the results are yet but I hope it's nothing serious.

When I got home, I was a bit tired. I was a bit sleepy in the car ride home but I didn't sleep in the car.

I'm about to take a nap when I remembered they might have forgotten to take off the cotton ball taped to one of my legs. It's the same leg where they took blood from me. It doesn't hurt anymore so I wish somebody would remove it. But then... Removing it would be a bit painful with all of my fur getting stuck and pulled off from the tape.

Waiting to Dry

Constantly playing with my stuff toys get them dirty. And when it's dirty, people here kind of get disgusted with it. So, they wash it clean again. If you ask me, I don't mind whether it's dirty or clean, all I want is to play with them. 

Kim and Jen try so hard to try to hide and take away any of my stuff toy away from me. Because once I see that they got it, I will want to get it back from them. So it's really hard for them to wash any of my toys. They have to be cautious enough to secretly steal them away from me.

As if the stealing part wasn't hard enough, another obstacle come their way when they try to hang it up to dry. They can't just hang it up anyway. Because once I see my toys, I'll want it back. So, they have to sneak it outside so I won't see them.

Once my toys are outside, they still aren't safe. Because when the wind blow towards the door, guess what happens? I'll be able to pick up the scent of my toys. So their sneaking around doesn't exactly pay off since I can smell my toys out. 

Here I am trying to reach my toys which are hanging out to dry.

A New "Bed"

When I was a puppy, I had a bed where they thought I'd stay and sleep in during the day. The bed was made out of wicker and was big enough to fit me and all my toys in. The bed didn't last long because I chewed on it. Soon, the basket-like bed fell apart.

I grew up without that bed. If you notice from my other photos, I'm allowed to sit and sleep on the sofa. I know other dogs wouldn't even last a few seconds on a couch because their masters would make them jump off, but not me. They even carry me up to make me stay on the couch.

I don't have any bed or toy chest to keep my toys in. So, usually, all my toys are scattered around the living room. I have 2 or 3 stuffed toys lying around the house, and I also have 2 balls that are probably under the couch now. Kim decided that a good way to keep my toys is getting me a new bed. The bed would serve as a toy chest and also for me to sleep in.

Unfortunately, the dog bed they bought before was out of stock, so, they decided to get me this instead,

Yes, it's a basket, a wicker basket. It's obviously a basket because you can see there's two handles there. They put a cushion in and.... voila! They thought they turned it into a bed. Sometimes, I sleep in my new "bed", that is, if I'd like to cuddle up. I really think my new "bed" is a bit small for me. If you noticed from my picture, it looks like they squeezed me in. 

I don't think I fit in there when I try to sleep on my side. It doesn't matter anyway. I don't normally sleep in there because I still prefer sleeping on the cool floor or on the soft couch. A basket is a good toy chest though...

Meeting New "Friends"

I don't get a lot of visitors, so I'm not used to having friends over. I bark angrily at other dogs, cats and birds when they cross over my territory, so how can I have friends? I make exceptions when cute little puppies come over. I'm really not sure whether they are puppies or plush toys but one thing is for sure, they as cute as me.

Here's a puppy shih tzu. It's so tiny, I'm not sure we can play together because he doesn't move much. Kim thinks these puppies are cute. She really enjoyed this one. She kept carrying him and had him lie down on her lap.

Puppy visitors come and go. I only get to see them once or twice and that's it. They're gone forever. Wonder where they go to... 

Shop 'til I Drop

I was so happy this past weekend, I got to go to the mall.

There isn't a lot of pet-friendly malls around here so I was so happy when Darlene said Kim can bring me to the mall. Of course they didn't let me know I was going to join them at first because just the thought of it will get me too excited to do anything else. It really came as a surprise to me when, after finishing a bowl of my early lunch, they broke the good news that I am going to go out with them.

The Eastwood Mall is one of the rare malls here that allows pet inside. I was strolling around the mall on a leash. I'm really excited the entire time, that I was in a hurry to walk.

I got to the mall a bit early, I think, because, I seem to be the only dog there. I didn't met any other pet while I was there. The people are great though. I love the people who thought I was cute.

If you didn't notice, I'm wearing a traditional Korean dress called a "hanbok". If you didn't know what costume I'm wearing, it's okay. The only people who got to notice my cute outfit is two Korean teenage girls who were giggling while pointing at me. I bet they thought I was fashionable.








What made me sad is that even though the mall is pet-friendly, the boutiques aren't. Most of the stores does not allow pet inside. I really hate it that I have to stay outside and wait for Darlene, Jen or Kim to come out.

















All that walking sure made all of us tired. So we all decided to rest and eat.

With all the food on the table, the only thing I'm allowed to have is water. The waitress was kind enough to give me a plastic cup so I can have a sip, I mean, lick, of the ice cold water to cool me down.

I did some people watching while Dar, Jen and Kim were having their meal. I must admit, I like the attention I get from the people passing by.

At the end of our trip, I got so exhausted. I'm not used to all that walking...

Don't ask me what happened in the car ride home, I have no idea because I'm so exhausted that I was knocked out as soon as I took my seat.