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!