Mango and Party's Ways

Time flies like wires

2010-10-27T22:09:00.003+08:00

I am 10 this year and Mango is 9.

Mum says that everyday with wires (Us!) has been a blessing and bonus.

Me on the right, Mango on the left.

We think so too!

Howls
Party and Mango

Snickers

2009-11-25T00:45:00.002+08:00

it felt like we knew her forever. one of our first pals here. one who made this land of computers, keyboards, and typing, a warm place to come to.

it feels like she will always be here, one of us forever.

you have always been a sweet sassy gal and we are just gonna miss you loads, Snickers.

till we meet one day...

Loves
Mango & Party

The Dog Rescue

2008-12-09T21:33:00.003+08:00

There! Mum told us about this report on the news and we wanted to see for ourselves, the chivalrous dog who dragged another vehicle-hit dog off the busy highway in Chile.

We are in awe when we saw this:

You are a hero!

Salutes, loves & hugs,
Mango & Party

Till we meet again

2008-11-25T19:16:00.004+08:00

to our friend Daisy,

many many moons ago, the love that Missy and you shared had touched, inspired and opened mum's heart-gates to having furry kids.

we are all going to miss you.

Till we meet again.

Loves,
Mango & Party

Will (finally) work for cake

2008-09-27T19:31:00.006+08:00

Tee hee... finally! Party will work for cake! Now I am convinced that he is a true-blue wire...
For snacks, I give paws, spin, and attempt little dances... Party? Hmmm... he sits and works his sad/innocent/starved/wide-eyed looks. but that is about it.

Yes, he knows how to give ' paw', and mum knows that he knows too - she just can't convince stubborn Party that it is ok for boys to give paw. Or perhaps he might be too convinced that being the only (stoic) boy of the household, he has a reputation to uphold...

Until the bribe came in the plain-looking, butterless, fluffy form - it is like a traditional chinese, steamed version of a (plain) cupcake called 'steamed egg cake'.

Lo and behold! It was an inch shy of touching the floor but I saw the lifted paw! I dunno what it is about the plain-looking cake that finally awakens the wire in him but wheew... it is kinda hard to convince others that wires are smart if he acts blur all the time you know...

A few days back, we celebrated Party's paw-giving confirmation with a home-baked version of the egg cake. Yeah, mum figured that if it makes Party tick, she would want to ensure we do not run into any crisis situation whereby we 'need' (?) the cake and can't find it at the shops.

We always stay close as long as mum is in the kitchen. But I have to admit that it was Party who spotted it first...

See? It is a plain little cake!

But look how Party's eyes lit up...

His eyes would not leave the cake... he probably can be hypnotized just by staring at the cake!

And to test it further, mum baked something else today... And as much as Party likes any cake... his eyes just did not light up the way they do when he spots the cake of his life...

See, his eyes din light up like it was the egg cake!

Of cos I will not be left out. Like any proper wire, I am happy as long as there is cake.

Someone bring on the cakes!

Mango

Taking stock...

2008-04-16T21:14:00.008+08:00

I resent daily medication & I still do! I detest needles & I still do! I cannot resist the urge to nip the acupuncture uncle & I am still trying!
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But ... changes are happening & I can't help smiling...

Last week, I was officially taken off one of the two meds that I had been taking since last year!

Each of my past 2 seizures lasted 4 minutes in total. It has been quite a while since they were within 5 minutes! Whoo hoo!

There are a few stages in a seizure, and one of them is kinda like the 'actual seizure' whereby the seizure activity is most intense & critical (t was not present in the seizure that mum first witnessed when I was around 3, but over the years, it developed and its duration increased too). Prior to starting on medication, it was around 5 min, and prior to acupuncture, the timing of this was around 3 minutes.

However, I did not go into that last week!! 0 minutes!!!

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Whoo hoo, join me in merry-making! Let's do the wire's merry little jig! Celebrate with me!! It has been one heck of a fight & the road ahead is uncertain, but at least there is alot to smile about for now.

^_^

Lurffs,
Party

I am 8!

2008-04-02T18:58:00.004+08:00

I didn't intend to go into hiding...

But I had been deep in thought...

If I turn 8 this year, does it mean that I am going to be... a senior wft? (hmmm... 8 canine years = ... 56 human years?) Do I have to give up all my favourite toys and be a mature wire?

No... wait... I am not giving them up... I've gotta borrow Mango's toes.... Fever's toes... mum and Auntie Fee's toes too, gotta count again...

Hah! It is 56 alright! I have turned 8! It's time to go shopping for More TOYS!

Party

OpTiCaL iLlUsIoN

2008-01-08T06:46:00.000+08:00

Double-headed wire?

Are you seeing double after all the festive celebrations?

Nah! It is still us... two of us!

Dear all,

even though our backs are turned as we 'recuperate' from the recent festive break (yeah, including the fireworks) and are still gathering our tidings from 2007, we are nevertheless still lurking around pretty much.

Happy 2008 to everyone!

Lots of wire loves,
Mango & Party

Changes

2007-11-20T20:52:00.000+08:00

The past month has been full of changes. We would have blogged earlier, if not for the changes that were keeping us on our toes. (& dear Asta, we miss you loads too!)

It all began when I met a new dog-tar. I heard he is really a zoo vet but he is also trained in human & animal TCM as well as acupuncture. Recommended by Snowball & egged on by Fee's mum, our mum decided to consult with him about my fits. Mind ya, I thought that the medication is helping already; but mum is... well, ya all know what mums are like... she worries too much about my being on medication & its side effects.

The dog-tar seemed mild when I first met him; so I was surprised when he started inserting needles in my head, back, butt & legs & leaving them there! I could not really understand why mum brought me to see a dog-tar who conveniently forgot that he had left needles in a harmless wire like me... Thankfully, though I did not like needles being inserted, it did seem kinda relaxing... Since then, Mango & I have been whisked to the dog-tar at least once weekly, sometimes joined by Fee. Mum wanted to take pics to show all of you how it is like; but I had kept her busy with my scampering around in half-inserted needles and ocassional attempts at nipping the dog-tar.

My daily meals have been revamped to balance my system. O well, I am not fussy about food but since the change, we have to find out all over again what would be good for us. The only thing I refuse to yield would be to have my new TCM medication in bread since they come in 8 whopping capsules a day.

The dog-tar, while checking me during one of the sessions, saw that the pupil in my left eye did not constrict normally & suggested that it is an indication of some injury to my brain - it could be caused by a sickness when I was young or something, thus bringing forth the fits. Since I came here only at 2 & a 1/2 years old, Aunt Fee and mum could only imagine about whether there was a time in my life when I might have been sick and neglected. All these guessing made them real upset and so they kept trying to compensate for the bad part of my life.

On the upside, all these mean more car rides, more romping outings, new menus, extra treats, extra attention and more chances of getting away with mischief. Perhaps less fits, or the TCM cum acupuncture is helping to counter the tiring effects of the fits medication so I am also feeling bit more perrrky. It is great to be a less-worried wire, at last.

Loves,

Party

RunninG

2007-10-15T20:34:00.000+08:00

O well, for the longest time, mum and Auntie Fee have been saying that I worry too much, for a wire. They still attribute it to the days before I was rescued and got here.

Anyway, we hit the park in the weekdays and found it all to ourselves! Auntie Fee is convinced that the sun is out and the time is right... It is time to loosen up and run...

Here we go... Let's warm up!

The race starts! Here we come; with Mango right at the front!
That is me followed closely by Fee. Woo hoo, the wind beneath our wings... hair!

We ran, and we ran, and we ran! At last, it is just too hard not to live for the moment!

Loves,
Party

Happy Happy Barkday!

2007-10-07T18:35:00.000+08:00

Dear Butchy,

Hope Snickers & you had a good snooze after the camp-out or you will be sleeping in the park like us. Happy happy barkday, again!

Wiry loves,

Mango & Party

Bringing our groceries home

2007-09-26T02:02:00.001+08:00

Since Mango is on heat, I have to go stay with Fee for these few days till she cools down.

In the meantime, both Fee & I felt that we are old enough to go shopping (for dinner groceries). No more waiting behind closed doors: Meat... eggs... greens... we were all set for home. It was getting late and we thought it was better to take matters into our own paws if we wanted our dinner early. We would just have to bring our groceries back ourselves.

We huffed and we puffed.

And we found home!

Now, knowing that we can do this together as a proud father-and-daughter team, the world of opportunities has opened up to us. We can bring Giant, Carrefour, NTUC -- all the supermarkets home for dinner!

Hurray!
Party

Captured having fun

2007-09-22T16:11:00.000+08:00

I have been determined to remain stoic and solemn (... and sleepy...) in front of the camera. However, I was out-witted twice; once because of this pin-hole camera in Auntie Fee's lap-top; looking the happiest I ever have in front of the camera... ... and another time when I was too engrossed with the chew.
I just hope this does not compromise my image as mum and Mango's serious Protector/Guard. After all, I am the boy of the household!

Wiry Loves,
Party

P.S. Thanks Butchy and Snickers for always checking on how the meds coming along! The fits are getting further in between and milder. Guess it reduces the stress on me cos I am putting on weight!

Killing our toys all over again

2007-09-18T06:32:00.000+08:00

One day, we found our toys missing from their hidding places. Then, mum showed us where they were:

Oh well, we did not expect that they would fancy a swim. Guess we will just have to kill them all over again when they are done!

Wiry loves,
Mango & Party

Family

2007-08-20T23:20:00.000+08:00

Mum's looking through pictures and reminiscing about family... It is infectious. Just makes us wanna share our favourite family portrait.

I lurff it. We the Rama family only reveals identical innermost desires once in a blue moon. Perhaps Butchy & Snickers' mummy's visors had gotten us united.

Wiry loves,

Mango & Party

Mud Spa

2007-08-16T22:16:00.000+08:00

Mud spas are definitely the best for hot hot days:

This certainly beats the 'dunkin wiry-donuts' that our parents made us + Fee go through!

Wiry cheers,

Mango

Oscar

2007-07-30T22:26:00.000+08:00

We were popping by our daughter and pals' blogs when we were shocked to learn that one of Fever's pals, Oscar the airedale, had gone over to the rainbow bridge.

We hope for all the love in the world to be with Oscar's mummy and daddy as we share their loss. And we believe that brave Oscar will run free and go on, and on.

Wiry loves,

Mango & Party

To the Dog-tar

2007-07-30T21:32:00.000+08:00

It had all been in the spirit of friendly boxing matches. Thus, it was with great dismay when mum came home yesterday to find a trickle of blood flowing from my eye. She had cleaned it up and found a tiny cut at my bottom eye-lid and a red-eye. She reckoned that I might have been boxed by Party during her absence.

My red eye persisted till today. As mum had recently met a little CKC pup whose eye ball had burst till to infection from being scratched, she got really worried and brought us to the vet this morning.

I did sustain a cut, but I can certainly still see. The Dog-tar's is a serious place I did not like to be at. Neither did Party like it. Once inside, we know that we must leave boxing out of the picture and unite in our attempt to get out.

I tried to get friendly with the nurse, gave mum the look of being betrayed for being handed over to the Dog-tar, but nevertheless I still ended up on the cold metal table. The Dog-tar even squeezed some gooey stuff into my eye. Yuck. When we got home, mum gave me a squirt of antibiotics and then, another squirt of anti-inflamatory meds. Yuck Yuck!

Red-eyed mango

Everywhere we go, we will wanna fight

2007-07-09T20:47:00.000+08:00

I wonder if this happens to all wiry folks out there, but this happens to us all the time.

Every time before we go for a walk, Mango tries to remind me about who is the boss. This happens if I walk ahead of her, get into or off the car before her, or if she has to share mum's bed with me. Ocassionally, I fight back, and win. But when the next walk is due, it happens again!

Oh well, if it makes Mango feels better. I know I can win her if I want to; I am up for a feisty challenge but at the end of the day, I think she still likes me. Mum assures me that when I am not around, she cries and mopes and feels insecure. I suppose I will just have to accept that this is how she has fun best!

Wiry paws up!
Party

TGIAW

2007-07-03T00:31:00.000+08:00

Dear folks,

What a busy night. Many times when we settled in cosy and comfy with mum, she had to rush out of the room. She did not allow us to go along, to our dismay, and so we kept having to wait by the door... Seems like she is having a bad tummy and keeps heading for the loo. Oh well, it is not exactly that I wanna put my muzzle into her private moment, but I do fancy joining her in the loo. After all, did she not watch me poo all the time?

I know how it feels like. Months ago, I was having the runs regularly. The vet said that it was some infection of the intestines. I hope it is nothing serious (all paws crossed!) ... In the end, mum and I discover that if she comes home and feeds me ON TIME, the runs simply go away!!! Mum said that is where she is different from me; she eats and she has the runs, I eat and the runs go away! Gosh, TGIAW (Thank God I'm A Wire)!

Tracking mum's movements had slowed my paws on the computer abit, but it did not stop me from finding an old clip from the lap-top. Looks like I was caught killing my toy:

Being a wire certainly has its advantages. I am glad that I am destined to eat and have fun in life.

Proud feisty wire,

Mango

How did Party get in first?

2007-06-25T21:21:00.001+08:00

No fair, Party gets to do everything first. He got his paws online first. He also got to celebrate his birthday first. Here he was, gobbling up every bit of his birthday cake.

Yeah, he celebrated his birthday on FIRST of March, and I will have to wait until August. He gets to reach 7 years old FIRST while I am always a year behind him.

I solemnly swear on my wiry paws that I will get to my dog bowl every morning and night to make up for it.

Wired-up,

Mango

The Party's still on

2007-06-25T20:08:00.000+08:00

It had been a long time since I could land my paws on the lap-top. So long I felt my paws had gotten clumsy.

Life had been decent; I had managed to survive these past months without a bad case of fits. Fee's mummy is suggesting that I get sent for the needle treatment (they call it a long long name-accupuncture) to give me a good boost.

I am seriously concerned... Auntie Fee told mummy that there is a vet who had used the needleworks on an elephant in the zoo with success. Ellipoon? Oh my... I may be fiesty, but I am a mere 7.5kg fiesty wire!

Help!

Wirily worried,

Party

Sleep, Party, sleep...

2007-02-27T19:42:00.000+08:00

Oh dear,

I wonder if it is the effects of the medication, since it is to have a sedatory effect... Party gets into the snoozing mood whenever he is not being patted, playing, walking or eating... He has been sleeping more than before.

Presenting the canine version of the human children tale 'The Sleeping Beauty'..

(P.S. Party: Sleeping Beauty's a girl, but you are a boy...)

and he slept...

and slept...

I hope the meds have not made him forgetten all about his parenting duties... While he sleeps, I will have to cover him and this is sure keeping my paws and muzzle full with parenting Fee...

Party Party, time for some play time with Fee!!

Wiry whistles,
Mango

Howling Lunar New Year

2007-02-24T19:18:00.001+08:00

We just celebrated another new year on last Sunday! This 'new year' is quite special. It is determined by the moon and so humans call it the Lunar New Year. Instead of getting to make wishes, we the Rama family had to participate in the rituals of this 'new year'.

Firstly, a day before this new year, we Ramas have to be together. And we had to have dinner together. Oh well... we get together often these days but that day was meant to be special; that dinner symbolises reunion and togetherness of sorts..... Oh well, as long as there is food.

Then, we stayed up late: they say that the kids gotta stay up past midnight: it is supposed to be a display of filial piety and it will earn longevity for parents. Small wonder why young Fee was sleepy the next day during our photo shoot!

Then there were the new clothes! That is another must-have for this 'new year'! Mine was matching with Fee, but then, since I am older, mum decided to get me something with a more mature colour... I almost had to squeeze into this cos I had gotten fat between the time when mum bought it and now:

Party was daydreaming in his suit which is supposed to match mine. Perhaps he was wondering why his suit din have prints like mine and Fever's... He certainly look like a stoic ah pa between the two of us.

Last but not least, Red colour (for good luck) is a must have! Fee gets to be the bearer of the Rama good luck. She took it pretty seriously and sat throughout the shoot without moving a single inch!

As long as there is good food, good food and more good food, I suppose having many new years won't do any harm. I hope the next one is coming soon!

Optimistic wire,

Mango

Signs of a good start for the year

2007-01-31T01:52:00.000+08:00

Mango and I went to Auntie Fee (Fee's mum)'s place for our visit today. This is the third visit this year. While mum went off for work, we romped freely with our fiesty & robust daughter and mum came to join us after work.

Auntie Fee calls me 'the little cheat' cos last year, I had the mood swings and disinterest in all food at Auntie Fee's, but always went back to my perky greedy self when I get home. Today, I was good. I:

1. Dug a hole in Auntie Fee (Fee's mum)'s bedsheet.

2. Asserted my need for attention by scratching Auntie Fee excessively.

3. Polished off the nice decent meal (mince meat + sausage + liver + garlic + some beans) prepared by Auntie Fee.

4. Polished off all decent treats (dried sasami + lamb treats + some minty chix-flavoured treats), minus the not-so-meaty ones (biscuits & yoghurt drops).

5. Indulged like a king on the sofa all to myself while Mango and Fee slept on the floor.

Voila... nobody could figure out why the good mood today. I did heard lots of speculations and my name being mentioned in mum and Auntie Fee's conversation all night long. I know that despite tolerating my naughty nonsense, Auntie Fee was secretly pleased that I was naughty and greedy.

Auntie Fee heard that I love powdered goat's milk and she said she will get some for me during the next visit. And she was wondering about the next visit's menu for us. Yummzzz...

I have started on medication - the vet says it will be life-long - for the fits and so far, they had been staying away. On top of that, the compensating nature of mum and Auntie Fee made them all extra nice to me so I guess that explains all the extra goodies, love and play.

Since the medication comes bundled in my favourite - bread - I am eager to compile. And plus the extra tasty goodies, fun and more food, this year looks promising to be a wonderful year ahead.

Dear dogs' God, please let this be a good year for me. No sick, no fits... or lesser... just more love and goodies and walks and play and toys please?

Earnestly wire,

Party

My dark secret

2007-01-15T20:52:00.000+08:00

Other than Mango, mum and me, I am convinced that there is some monster living together with us.

Every morning, this monster breaks into a long-winded, out-of-tune song. I detest it with every wire hair I have. When mum does not wake up soon enough to break up the song, I take things into my own hands:

I sure can sing better!

Wiry Cheers,
Party

The Ducky Scare

2007-01-07T20:28:00.000+08:00

Mango and Fever had fun!

Compliments from Mango and Party

Party's say

2007-01-07T17:52:00.000+08:00

Pawssup! I'm back!

Mum finally went on leave (for two whole whopping weeks of December) and it was about time!

I was seriously heading for a serious bout of dog blues.

Being guilty, mum was extra nice and we went almost everywhere with her. We took extra long walks, chased some feisty cats (birds were too flighty...) in the neighbourhood. However, mum did not want us to get too idle and assigned us some babysitting duties. We were to babysit Fee while her parents went on vacation. For once in my life, I had to earn my keep.

Babysitting was back-breaking. Fee wanted attention.. she wanna play... all the time! And she wanted to be patted all the time too.

I was tired out by the first day.

Can you tell Fever and me apart?

*Clue: I am 7.5kg and Fee is erm... 9?

Last Christmas, Fee was too young to have a party but this year, we celebrated Christmas as any respectable wft family should... with food! A hearty appetite is a tradition that we the Ramasage family upholds.

I just hope Christmas is coming soon.

Spaghetti and yoghurt-coated cheescake for the Ramasage Family Dinner.

We also visited Auntie Raye at Urban Pooch on Christmas Day. To our embarrassment, Fee vomitted during the car ride.

Gosh. I should have brought her security blanket in the car.

Thankfully, Auntie Raye was fun to play with. The games she played tested our WFT intelligence cos her antagonising puppet toy could sing and she also played treats-hunting games. But the best part must be the not-one, but twwwoo glorious doggy logcakes she gave us. The cakes are made for dogs and so it means that we could feast away.

Being responsible ah pa, I shared the logcakes with Fee.

Earning my keep was no easy peasy feat. I had to make sure that Fee eats loads, played hard and din feel lonely while her parents were not around. Thankfully it has its perks. I earned a cushy bed to sleep in.

I delighted in it.

I heard that 2006 had left and 2007 is here. Whatever that is all about, I hope this means more feasts, outings and oh well, babysitting jobs if I have to, since it has its perks.

Bye 2006!

Ah Pa a.k.a. Party

Will we be different?

2006-10-01T20:21:00.000+08:00

Dear all,

Seems like I will have to be whisked away soon enough... I think mum's just counting the days to sending me away for a while...

Actually mum intends to get us both spayed together at the end of the year. She wanted to wait till she gets her annual leave to 'fix' us so she can stay at home with us. Seriously, I cannot imagine the nightmare. Which will be worse? Two post-surgery wires bumping all over the place in large lampshades or mum having to get bumped by us all the time!

Gosh, what will it be like? Will we get fat easily when we get 'fixed'? Party's pretty skinny now so I doubt he will mind, but me's got my good figure to maintain. But will Party know when it happens? We have a poodle-maltese friend who had mourned for the loss of his manhood ever since he was 'fixed'. I cannot imagine if Party knows it is going to happen to him too....

Oh dear... what will happen to us? Will we be any different when we get, you know... 'fixed'? What will be in store for us?

Gloomy wire,
Mango

On Heat!

2006-09-24T12:46:00.000+08:00

I am tired and grouchy and moody! And sulking in my bed has been comforting.

I am on heat! Oh no wonder Party's been following my tail yesterday and today!

Mummy's going to make plans to send me away for a few days next week or something, so that Party does not go nuts or something. She said no more babies for me, since I am 5, am such a fierce mother and anyway too old for babies. Yup, no more baby Fevers.

I dun wanna go! i will miss my bed, all of my toys and all of my treats and all of the special attention, and having Party and mummy around. What if they go to the parks without me?!

But if she sends Party away for a few days, she said that I will be howling at home alone for days!

Help!

Wiry gloom,
Mango

Finally Back!

2006-09-12T15:22:00.000+08:00

Oh gosh! It is so good to back into this space.

For the past weeks, we had not been able to lay a single toe on the lap-top cos mum was on it for work ALL THE TIME. It was so painful to pine for some attention and lap-top time.

Howdy everyone! We missed everyone!

Party and I had found out that all that baking suspense was for a some sort of celebrating of my birthday (whippee!) two weekends or so ago. Mum did not manage to take any pics at the dog run cos Party and I were so naughty and she had to keep her eyes and hands on us.

She did manage to take some pics of the birthday celebration though, of which Party sat so pretty, as if it was his birthday. Poor him! I think he never got over the fact that there was no celebration for him in March, and so he pretended that we were all celebrating his birthday.

Will be posting the pics soon. In the meantime, we are continually petitioning for more online time. We still have not figured out what the measuring of our heads was for, and will keep you guys updated as soon as we have that figured out!

Wiry Loves and misses,
Mango and Party

SOMETHING's amiss

2006-08-23T21:51:00.000+08:00

Mum is being secretive again. She has been frantically copying some doggie recipes here there and we saw that she has started to gather some bakeware together.

Last night, she took out a measuring tape and measured up MY head; top of the head between the ears, bottom of head, between the ears, and wrote the measurements down. Then, she went on to Mango and after head measurements, she pretended that everything is normal. Gosh, imagine Mango's auguish... first the butt checks, and now mummy doing the head check.

What's going on? We know we are going to the dog run again this Sunday but usually there is not much fuss or preparation woh. We sniff a suspicious bone somewhere in this business.

To distract myself, I am pleased to know that mummy has a cute little thing hanging in her car to remind her that WE are waiting for her at home. Guess she can't find a WFT design and this is the next cutest:

Wiry loves,
Party and Mango

My curious friend at the run

2006-08-20T18:50:00.000+08:00

Mum and Uncle Pt brought us to the West Coast Dog Run, bright and early on Saturday morning!

Party was naughty and had to be leashed while I get free run. It was really funny cos it was the first time I met and played with this dainty swift-running breed (Italian Greyhounds), in a pack! They are a cute-looking lot, cos they looked serrious or worried most of the time!

They were friendly enough towards me, but strangely, they would run away whenever mum or Uncle tried to pat them (and boy they are fast, graceful runners). So it was up to me to be PR. I ventured over to their benches and proudly stood out as the only one with rather messy just-woke-up wiry hairdo.

It looked like one of them noticed I stood out from his kind. He was really curious about me! He followed me all over to sniff my butt so many times that even mum could recognise that particular IG was following me. In between the butt-sniffs, we did manage to get some play and it was fun to see him run:

Hey! I was checking out the other dogs and there he was, sniffing my butt again. That is me, trying to warn him, and he was pretending that he was not following me!

Oh well... if you can't beat them, join them..

After some play and more butt-sniffs, I decided that I have had enough. Maybe the worried IG looks and persistence with butt-sniffing is putting me off. Boy... I hope nothing is wrong with my butt...

Finally, I managed to lose my follower and enjoyed some solo time! I'm a wire and I wanted to have some time on my own to enjoy the huge running space!

We hung around till it got too hot. I think my poor IG friend got abit disappointed when I left. He was lingering around at our bench, looking worried again. Boy, that is sure alot of worrying that he did and I wonder why... and it makes me glad to be a happy wire!

Wiry loves,

Mango and Party

We've been tagged!

2006-08-14T21:57:00.000+08:00

We have been tagged!

Thanks to Fever, we are now enthralled in our daughter's little game where we have to reveal 5 weird things about ourselves. How it works is that when you discover that you have been tagged, you have to reveal 5 weird things you have done/ 5 weird habits you have, and then tag 5 more other friends!

Oh well, here goes:

1) Mango is still playing with her smelly four-plus-year-old canvas doggy toy. Its squeak will no longer squeak, and it is all tattered up from all the washing, chewing and 'killing'. But you know what... mummy tried to throw it away once, but Mango picked it up from the bag. Mango's gotten abit insecure about it since that incident and makes a point to chew it a little every other day to show how she cannot do without it.

2) Mango likes boys better than girls. She is always more friendly toward boy strangers and greet them more warmly than girl strangers. (and once or twice, when the boy strangers give her attention, she peed in excitement, how embarrassing!!)

3) I will not give my paw as and when it is required of me. I only give paw if I am standing on my two hind legs and leaning my two front paws on something. I simply dun think it is wise to give paw while I sit.

4) I sing to mummy's loud loud musical alarm clock. Ssshh... only Mango and Mummy knows about it... not even Fever knows.

5) Whenever mummy whips out that camera of hers to take pics of us, we will find something interesting on the right and left sides. We also try to conveniently turn a deaf ear on her!

Now, we are off to tag more friends!

Wiry loves,
Party and Mango

The feast

2006-08-10T08:00:00.000+08:00

We would never ever visit Urban Pooch and not have a good meal there. So, I decided not to buy Uncle Pt's persistence at not sharing his soup with us.

Perhaps buying his friendship might win a lick of some soup?

Uncle Pt and mummy insisted that this is not for us but is theirs instead.

Oh, here's our food! Look at how far it is on the table but we know it is there. It seems impossible, but proper cafe ettiquette calls for us to be patient and with a wire reputation to uphold, we shall not have paws on the table. Instead, we resorted to having all eyes on the person who will be giving the 'go ahead' to start.

I had a juicy boneless fish course complete with some garnishes and vegetables.

It is ultimate. Coming here makes humans decide to pamper us well. Look! Someone evens hold my bowl while I eat cos I cannot reach the table top to eat in human-in-cafe style.

Party got the favourite paws' pick of a lamb pie or something. Oh well, Uncle Pt did break off a piece of it for me, but I guess Party's got the chunk of it!
Mummy commented that unlike me, Party's a big boy and can eat properly on his own. I think he is just worried that I might get to his bowl since it is on the table. Look at him! He finishes up his food in a flash! It is simply a great treat to dine in style.

Wiry kisses,
Mango and Party

Auntie Raye's gourmet food for dogs

2006-08-09T22:08:00.001+08:00

To celebrate National Day, Uncle Pt and mummy brought us to Urban Pooch for a yummy-licious treat!

Urban Pooch is a pet cafe which dishes out great food meant for us canines!

Sometimes, mummy brings home a take-away treat from Urban Pooch, but to us both, nothing beats dining at the real place!

Party and I sure got ourselves properly attired to dine out!!

Enter Auntie Raye. She is someone we think every canine ought to be pals with for all the canine feasts she whips up effortlessly.

Look! Here's a clever lab who has got that figured out too!

In the meantime, we admired the pics of canines whose tastebuds have been satisfied by generous portions of auntie raye's yummy cooking.

Somebody bring on the good stuff!

"Jia you auntie raye, two starving wires need feeding!"

Our food arrived but mummy insisted that Uncle Pt finishes his food before giving us our shares.
I was left to stare at every mouthful Uncle Pt took and I am not so sure if I could resist stealing some food off the table..

Thankfully, auntie raye took pity on us and grab us a bite. And of course, I put on my most adoring look for anyone whose hands carry the promise of food. Here's her trying to cool off the food for me.

I wasted no time in nibbling the food gently from auntie raye... I love dining out! We are going to post more tantalising pictures of the wonderful meal we had today!

Satisfied wires,

Mango and Party

National Dog Walk 2006 Part 2

2006-08-09T19:19:00.000+08:00

Uncle Pt and I waited for more dogs to arrive and they sure did. Most of their owners looked relieved while some were carrying their tiny canines in. We all settled down and many began keen inspections of the goodie bags.

We had just settled down in a shady spot when some terriers found their way to our mats. Ginger, the 1 and a 1/2 wire fox terrier, and her parents came by and Party was so taken by Ginger that he could hardly take his eyes and paws off her.
Then another terrier and his parents wandered over. Fuzzy is a 14-year-old Lakeland Terrier who was rescued by his parents when he was about 6. Gosh! He must be the most well-fed terrier we ever know 'cos he roams freely to inspect the parties going on but make no attempts to beg for food!

All of our proud parents got their cameras (and camera-phones) and began snapping away as if we are all celebrities. I guess we gorgeous terriers - both wires and lakelands - are hardly common in Singapore and our parents enjoy the chance to bond and compare terror... terrier tales.

I love meeting people who also owned terriers too, cos they never ask if we are schnauzers or some funny breeds (it has happened so many times that we found it really offensive cos we are simply two different breeds!) and truly know how to celebrate our delightful antics.

The finale of the event is singing the national song! Ooo... lots of people stood proudly to attention as the music began. Sensing that good things might follow the song, Party wisely rose to attention too...

And he was right! How can a birthday celebration be without a birthday cake?
Both Party and I truly thought that we were deserving of this treat since we had walked hard for it. I was apprehensive at first, but mummy took a bite and I suppose that it was alright for my waistline. Also, from the corner of my eye, I saw Party and Fever finishing up theirs and I figured that I had better hurry...
After the tasty snack, Party and I were pretty much contented to be lazing around and wait for the lucky draw to call on our numbers. After all, if our numbers were picked, we would win an enormous amount of dry food which would feed us for ages.

Fever was however not contented. She was caught canvassing for more snacks and was told off by her mummy several times. Gosh, it must be embarrassing for Fever to be told off in front of so many people!

Fever has been brought back for the umpteenth time and I thought that I would not be caught dead being told off in public. I am determined to be on my best-est behaviour and wait for the next outing!

Cheers,
Mango (and Party)

The National Dog Walk 2006

2006-08-09T17:55:00.000+08:00

Party and I made it to the National Dog Walk 2006 !

This is a special walk organised for us pooches to celebrate our country's birthday as well as to raise funds for animal rescue societies....

Here's everyone in red as it is our national colour. Party and I did our bit by dressing up in red (at least before the walk begins).

Upon arrival, we pushed our way out of mummy's car, hurriedly greeted Uncle Pt and pushed our way to where Fever and her friends are.

Glorious! We checked out the hot dogs and the jack rascal that we heard Fever had learnt to sing from.

we were thrilled to meet super-fit Toby and his two new siblings- 2 cute smooth fox terriers of only 4 and 1/2 months old! What sporting pups to be supporting this fund-raising walk at their young age!

All of us were pulling at our leashes to go especially when we heard that our goody bags are waiting for us at the end of the walk.

In the end, we decided to start the walk ourselves. Surely the organisers will understand that we wires are an enthusiastic lot and ever-ready to go!

In the beginning, I huffed and puffed in the heat of the day. However, Uncle Pt is not going to let me off with a stroll. He pushed me forward and soon, the rest of the gang trailed at the back!

Uncle Pt is very determinded that we will be one of the firsts, perhaps he had thought that like the human 'Amazing Race', someone will be there to tell us "congratulations, you are the first to arrive. (here's your goodie bag.)"

To our amazement, none of that came to be. Instead, we were greeted by an uncle with a BIG hairdo. Ooo, here's me arriving way ahead of everyone else.

Ooo... check out the goodies!

Now that the walk's completed, the party's gonna begin!

Loves,
Mango

Fox Terrier Network Photo Contest!

2006-08-05T23:18:00.000+08:00

It was such a hot afternoon! We spent the afternoon lounging lazily in the air-con indoors and surfed away.

To our wiry delight, we discovered that Fox Terrier Network is having its annual photo contest! Here's what it says:

The Fox Terrier Network 2006 Photo Contest will begin on August 15, 2006 and it will end on January 15, 2007. Get out those cameras and take those amazing shots of your wonderful wire and smooth fox terriers.

We have three categories again this year. We have the "wire" category, the "smooth" category, and the "What have you done?" category.

The "wire" category can have any content as long as a wire fox terrier is in the picture.

The "smooth" category can have any content as long as a smooth fox terrier is in the picture.

The "What have you done?" category could be of either a wire or smooth fox terrier, or both wire and smooth getting into some sort of mischief or doing something out of the ordinary.

Good luck with the contest.

Party and I were so thrilled that we went looking at photos of past years' contest. Lo and behold! We found familiar wiry faces of Axel, Gus and Mackie. There were also alot of other pics that remind us so much of what makes us surely really wires. We had so much fun looking at the photos! Here's some of them:

It is simply ingenious of this wire to pose with the violin! I dun think I could ever do this!

Don't we all have this looking-out-of-the-window look? I wonder if this is one of the marks of a true wire...

And finally, the one I leaned up close to admire. Every wire's gotta have a pose like this, to remind our parents that we are waiting for some action outside.

Oh gosh! Time to pull out the camera from the cupboard and make mummy our official photographer! The "what have you done?" category suits us wires just right and it seems to be a perfect reason for us to go up a notch in mischief.

We are certainly going to have some fun with the camera and we are sure looking forward to seeing our wire bloggerpals rise up to the occasion and have loads of fun too!

Wiry tails up,

Mango & Party

More wiry existence in bloggerland!

2006-08-02T20:49:00.000+08:00

Wow!
While catching up on what we had been missing in bloggerland (while staying with Fee), we found many more new cyber-able wires! This is way cool!

This is Buster; he is 8 this year but definitely young at heart! He sure looks like he has loads of wiry fun! Another wire is young Sammy who enjoys taking some time to indulge in cool cool mud. Way to go! I would love to imagine what mummy's reaction would be if we do it too! Last but not least is Banba who is new in bloggerland too I suppose. Look at that snow!! And hear Banba bark!!! Not forgetting our old pals, we went back to the Secret Garden to catch up on Butchy and Snickers; looks like it has been really hot not just over here, but over at the Secret Garden too. We found both of them resting in the cutest poses and working hard too! Butchy and Snickers are on fish and bird guarding duty!!

Things are looking up for us wires, heat or no heat! And Axel is also getting better from the scratchies. Toes up!!

Loads of wiry cheers!
Mango & Party

Mid- week rambling

2006-08-02T20:19:00.000+08:00

Dear folks,

Party thinks hard:

To go for Sunday doggy walkathon or not to go...

I think:

It is mid-week already! I shall be seriously patient for the weekend fun to begin!

We caught Oprah's show late last night which featured a fiesty cocker spaniel and a dog specialist was invited on the show to help the owner... One thing the dog specialist said was that humans should not humanise dogs, cos they (us) are dogs. Huh? Yesssss, we are dogs but that does not make us any less human...

Wiry protests,
Mango & Party

Post-stay at Fee's

2006-07-30T23:14:00.000+08:00

It has been a busy week following the last weekend's stay with Fee.

On early Saturday morning, we had set off happily to Fee's for what we thought was an innocent visit, but to our surprise, mummy was out of sight within 15 minutes (to go for a camp) and we were left there like two abandoned kids.

Of course we waited and we looked. But she did not come back into sight again.

What followed can be read at Fee's blog... I decided to busy myself with parenting while silly Party wanted to adopt the two furry bunnies.

But mind ya, these were not all to the stay. For me, parenting's been tough. While putting myself in an unfavourable position as the bully, everyone truly neglected to explain why Fee's toy - Tug - was around my neck... and look dear Fee, what huge fangs you have...

Things got dramatic on Sunday when Party turned moody and refused to respond to anyone. Fee’s mummy, Auntie R, was so worried that she even called mummy! It was only until he got all the special attention (unfair), sweet talk (double unfair) and air-con plus more roaming time (super unfair) that he ‘came back to life’.

And when mummy finally turned up on Monday to pick us up, Party looked as if great grievances had been done unto him; he hid in corners and looked so sad!

After we went home, he sulked, looked bored or pitiful at all times. One time, he even went as far as to disappear and hide in the bathroom. Ooo… that surprised mummy who knows that we hated the bathroom – we usually had to be tricked/ lured/ whisked in there for our showers. Mummy almost believed that he was sick, till he responded to ‘special attention’ (yeah, that high-pitch ‘Party Party…’, sleeping on the bed… air-con…)

Poof, only I know that the big baby was trying to instill immense guilt in mummy for leaving him behind. Or perhaps his insecurities about being abandoned are acting up again. Oh well, he gets all the attention again…

Thankfully I am in luck! Party is the one working hard but I am getting to ride on the benefits again! We just heard that we are going for the long-awaited picnic at the dog run next Saturday!

Way to go, Party!

Pleased wire,

Mango

the chicken & tiger weekend

2006-07-15T23:02:00.000+08:00

Ooo...

While mummy was not looking, someone stole mummy's food off the table. Not much damage was done because mummy only went off to the kitchen to get a drink. Someone Ran off with only a piece of chicken.

Alas, I was caught - i mean found - very, very near the crime scene. Again.

I toyed with the idea of convincing mummy of the 'Return of the naughty tiger', but oh well, perhaps I ought to save it for fleshier emergencies.

While mummy was on her way home from dancing classes, I was alarmed to learn that she had made friends with a little creature. Alas, does she not look like a tiger!

Poor little tiger was barely the size of 2-week-old fleshy Fee and mummy almost wanted to bring her home to live with us. It was the tiger's friendly behaviour, which got her all reminiscent about the ways of wiry puppies...

Gosh, I think mummy is disillusioned! How could a tiger ever be like us wires?! Then again, if mummy had brought her home, I would have stronger claims on naughty tigers out to frame my good name in all mischief huh?

Goody-two-paws,

Party

sedated week

2006-07-14T00:28:00.000+08:00

Mango and I are incredily bored.

It is a busy period at work for mummy and OUR quality time & life are compromised! And then we heard that our Uncle Pt is travelling for a week for work! Work again!! This means no extra complimentary treats, nor swims nor nice, long outings are in store. And our up-coming picnic has to wait till he is back and cleared off some of his work.

How can we ever sulk enough?

I have taken on special-wire-task-force work and am WORKING overtime, unpaid of course, to make mummy guilty enough for a some special outing this weekend.

I cannot wait to go on outings and earn some extra pats. And I can see Mango yearning to meet people who will exclaim about how adorable she is.

So far, my hard labours have earned special priviledge to sleep on mummy's bed for a few nights and Mango's riding on the priviledge too. Oh well, this is better-than-nothing.

Of course I have my cosy little house of a bed, but during this sedated week, what could beat enjoying special priviledges?

Snooze,

Party

Hot hot dayz

2006-07-08T14:57:00.000+08:00

Dear God,

It is so hot here. Will anyone bring us out for a swim?

Pur-leess???

*Panting from the heat,
Mango

The tiger & two brave wires

2006-07-07T22:11:00.000+08:00

Seriously! How safe are homes without wires?

While you were at work today, we told mummy, a tiger sneaked in. It set itself on a wild rampage and did this:

Ooo... mummy looked incredulous.

With earnest eyes, we described vividly how the rude tiger boldly dragged mummy's bolster off her bed while we watched. We are respectful wires and surely we cannot set our paws on mummy's bed to stop it. After all, there are paws-off rules that we strictly abide.

We know this looked bad. But then, we did put up a strong fight - we fought like two good wires and sponge flew their way to our precious drinking bowl! And we went without water since then!!

Thankfully, we fought off the tiger. Who knows what other damage it could have done, to our defenceless toys and not to mention, mummy's helpless doll...

Yeah yeah, mummy told us. A nice tale worth believing - if Party did not have some bits of sponge stuck on his face to give us both away.

Darn... I thought I licked it all up...

Guilty wires,

Mango

(also on behalf of Party, who is still looking innocent, minus the sponge bits)

Mango, Party & Uncle Pt

2006-07-03T22:09:00.000+08:00

*on tiptoes*... We sincerely intend to keep a slightly low profile here and while awaiting Fee's whiny comments to our every word but I can't wait for all of you to meet this little man.

Technically barking, this man is our serious competition since he takes up quality time we could have had with mummy.

But then again, he makes it all up with plenty of treats, toys, swims and picnics. He has even sponsored our studio shoots. And the thing is he adores me!! I have completely charmed him!

Fever, our daughter knows him as uncle peter pan, but us! We are special and he addresses himself as 'uncle pt' with us.

Initially, Uncle Pt politely listened to mummy's tales of our adventures, quietly bemused and cynical about us. But when he met us, he was easily won over by our wiry charm.

I always make sure that I greet Uncle Pt with warm wiry bounces because his presence almost always means good things. Perhaps he realises that sweets and MacDonalds French Fries & MacNuggets always help us put in a good word about him to mum. After all, mummy would not date someone who is not fond of us!

We knew he likes us, when he, one who has never kept a dog, boldly offered to bring us out alone, after meeting Party and me for a few occasions. He speaks proudly of the WFT whenever he finds a keen listener and sheepishly admits that before meeting us, he never dreamt that he would pay for MacNuggets, nor de-oil MacNuggets for a pair of greedy wires.

Other than regular bribes, Uncle Pt loves me by being there for me. He came all the way just to see me a day before I delivered Fee - the day mum was worried sick about me. On the day when I had the c-sec, he rushed over to the doc's to see me, even before mummy arrived. That makes him the first person Fee and I saw when we came out of surgery (other than the doc and nurses)!

And once, when I was sick and mum had to work (boo, there isn't a 'Dog-sick- leave' policy where mummy works), Uncle Pt came to pick me early in the morning, brought me along for an important meeting and then to the doc's.

Recently, he nicknamed us all after MacDonalds cos of our love for MacDonalds. Me- MacGoondoo, Party is MacKootoo and Fever is MacPeepee. Haha...

Heh,

Mango aka MacGundoo

Long-awaited baby pictures

2006-07-02T21:29:00.000+08:00

Whee hee!! Seems like bloggerland thunderstorm has passed for the moment. Party and I are grateful to all wiry pals who had been keeping us in prayer too!

While it is sunny and bright in here, I am posting the long-awaited pictures of Fee during her first month out of my tummy!

Fee at birth:

Fee at two weeks:

Fee at three weeks, with tummy on the floor:

Fee's face at birth. Does she look like a gerbil?

Fee's face two weeks- eyes are fuzzy as they had just opened but definitely looking more WFT:
Oo... Fee was teased. Fee sulks:
Fee proceeded to boldly show her backside at my mummy:

Interesting, this is Fee's happiest 1st month picture:

You see, Fee's inclination toward food began early. Tired after play, Fee sleeps in my bowl. - One day short of a month old. Note huge middle?

Whee hee,

Mango

WFT Parents' Golden Rules- Part 2

2006-07-02T21:10:00.000+08:00

... Cont'd

8. Thou shalt inspect thy wire pup's neighbourhood with fervor.

9. Thou shalt put heads together and bond with thy wire pup.

10. Thou shalt let thy pup show the way occasionally. Pant and walk in identical strides. After all, thou art family.

Wiry parents,

Party & Mango

WFT Parents' Golden Rules- Part 1

2006-07-02T19:54:00.000+08:00

Top 10 golden rules for WFT parents:

1. Thou shalt be respectful toward the two-legged mummy's quality time with wiry pup and wait for thy turn.

2. Thou shalt leave neither nook nor corner unchecked for potential menace.

3. Thou shalt check every door to ensure safety in pup's home.

4. Thou shalt be Always interested in where your pup's curiosities lie.

5. (In the case of fish tanks) Thou ought to ensure that presence of other pets are not threatening to puppy. Water level ought to be high and taste of good quality. Marking of tank is encouraged to ensure fish remain respectful of wire presence.

6. Thou shalt play hide-and-seek with thy pup. Always pretend that it is hard to find pup, no matter how easy it seems.

7. Thou shalt exercise with thy pup. Catching is to be encouraged.

To be continued...

Wiry parents,

Party & Mango

Pre-visit

2006-07-02T19:06:00.000+08:00

What a day!

On Saturday morning, Mango and I busied ourselves getting ready for the visit.

We allowed ourselves to be bathed to look presentable for the visit. Then we rushed mummy to get treats for 'malnourished' Fee - just to keep her from nagging from us about her impoverished circumstances.

We surrendered to mummy, all our savings (from our hongbaos collected during Chinese New Year - Twenty Glorious Singapore Grand Dollars). Although we do not really understand mummy's explanation about money (and how she had to work to earn that to feed us), we were confident that since it was all that we have, it would be enough to bring everything from the shop home if we want to. With that, we uncovered the papery treasure from under our bed and went shopping.

We chose so much stuff!! But alas! Things turned sour between the uncle at the shop and us when he did not allow us to take them all - he said that we did not have enough money. Huh? Does he not understand that we had given up ALL of our savings? Can't he see the two grand red dollar notes we held in our mouths? We insisted on lugging all the treats and toys back but they were too much for us to lug away quietly without the uncle noticing.

In the end, we settled for just a few packets of treats and a little green doll. It was a nice green doll and we hoped it could substitute the one that Fee thought her mummy was making for her but turned out otherwise.

Surely, Fee will finally know that we are a family, and that we, her parents are so happy to be able to give to her.

It would be a good visit, we were sure.

Hopeful,
Party

Magic Fever

2006-06-29T22:42:00.000+08:00

Dear all,

Before our sharp wiry daughter notices that her wiry parents are happily posting blogs of newly found friends from bloggerland and lamments that we are neglecting her, we are dedicating this WHOLE post to her- yeah, our big pampered girl!

Fever was due on 14 Nov 2005. I started scratching around and feeling the super- grumps on 13 Nov (signs of delivery), but she remained contented in me.
Mummy took me to the vet on 15 Nov as she was super worried that I might start delivering alone at home. The doc slapped my bloated tummy to ascertain that Fee was still alive, took my temperature and cheerily announced that the baby should be coming soon.
However, he recommended a C- sec as he suspected that there were few pups, which increased chances of having a huge pup, which means getting stuck during birth, and prolonged delivery. That was how Fever was forcibly taken to meet this brave new world on 15 Nov 05. The vet was right- 1. she was big. 2. She had no siblings.

Right from the start, Fee was a big baby with a big appetite. Once she had learnt to suckle, she demanded ALL day long. And night too. Her little tummy was perpetually bloated and looked ready to burst... surprisingly, it din. She drank milk while I was lying down, sitting, or standing up. I believe her circus career began then- she could hang on to me with her tiny mouth while the rest of her heavy body was suspended in air, and suckled away for her dear little life.

Despite my warning growls and occasional growls (which resulted in her wailing piteously and me looking like a big bully) warning her that she was drinking too much, Fee would still waddle over for more MILK. By the time she was two weeks' old, she looked like a well- nourished 1- month old wire.

Also, despite looking like a guinea pig at first, I was sure that the doc did not swap my wire baby for a guinea pig in the surgery room. Fee inherited the classic wire character- she did not hesitate to show her unhappiness- she showed her displeasure toward this cold new world with whines. Right from Day 1, she also would not be flipped over. If she was, she would holler away at the top of her tiny lungs. In subsequent days, for any routine checks or cleaning or carrying in a way she din feel like enduring, Fee wailed and struggled and kicked and wiggled.

Fee developed her (loud) wailing routine into an art of sulking. Once, when her wails and kicks did not prevent mummy from getting her to be tummy- rubbed, Fee sulked when she was finally let down. Then, she quickly snuggled up and showed her fleshy backside to mummy! That is something that even fearless me (except for thunders) did not have the audacity to do...

It was a relief when Fee was eventually whisked off to her forever home. She went to live with Auntie R- mummy's cousin. There, Fee lives the abundant life where food, toys and treats are overflowing. Fee also continued her circus career, developed her sulking trait plus critical thinking skills and she is treated like a little princess. She even has a blog of her own to show it all off.

Fee has quickly forgotten about us... She believed that we are out to bully her whenever we come all the way for parents' visits... she would wail and then slink away to hide.

Hah... I just heard that she had grown bigger since the last time her vital stats are taken and I cannot believe it that she is now bigger than yours truly. We shall have to visit her soon to find out for ourselves.

Lurff you Fee,
Ah Ma aka Mango.

Feeling stuffed

2006-06-29T22:27:00.000+08:00

Oh gosh...

Both Party and I are feeling totally stuffed. Something is not right and we are not able to put up more lovely pictures since the last blog.

Please be patient with us while we try to figure out what is wrong in the gibberish of the 'template' language.

What a gloomy day without pictures of 2 vain wires and baby photos of Fever. We are visiting Fever soon and we cannot believe it if we cannot post more photos of the reunion.

Wires of brave hearts and good bloggerland knowledge, do help point a toe in the direction on how we can solve the mystery of bloggerland! In the meantime, Party and I are keeping our paws together in prayers that this mystery is just a passing phase- um... just like thunderstorms.

Full of wiry gloom,
Mango & Party

Another Wiry Pair

2006-06-26T22:33:00.000+08:00

Introducing a pair of our new wiry friends- Butchy and Snickers! Yup! they met young Fever through Axel, and then found us in bloggerland! They are so adorable that we can imagine mummy wishing to cuddle them!

Both Party and I agree with all paws, that the wire's so fun that you cannot have one too many, and Butchy and Snickers could surely testify to that!

I discovered new truths- Butchy is afraid of thunder too! Gosh, now, i feel much better and less alone! Hee!

I also learned that Butchy and Snickers post pics of one another too. Hehe, that will show our daughter that her parents are not the only ones to put up pics of one another and expose each other's secrets too! After all, Snickers was the one who let out that Butchy is scared during the thuderstorm. Dun worry, pal, join the say- no- to- thunder club!

Butchy is looking handsome and we can't wait to see gorgeous Snickers in her upcoming new haircut! Hmm... Butchy looks serious... sure reminds me of Party...

Both of them live in US too, and shares a beautiful home!! Check out all the beautiful flowers that their mummy grows right in their garden.

Howls, US must be a wire disneyland. First Axel with the dog park and enjoying all seasons and now, look at Snickers, looking like she is living off a page from the wonderful two- legged children's storybook 'The Secret Garden'!

Butchy and Snickers spend leisurely days protecting the koi in their mummy's fish ponds and monitoring the beautiful flowers that their mummy grow. On other ocassions, they mentioned that they had lounged around, posting blogs while their mummy take naps, and had been real comforting pals to Fever.

Visit the wires of 'the secret garden' here!!

I sure wish we live just a teensy bit nearer... *gulps*

More wiry envy,
Mango & Party

Wiry friends

2006-06-25T18:27:00.000+08:00

Party and I are delighted by the wiry friends we have been meeting in bloggerland! It is so fun, and we must say that, at the rate this goes, we are making more wire friends then we have in Singapore!

This is Axel- he is the one mummy discovered in bloggerland months back and has been telling us about! We cannot resist checking Axel out, cos mummy has also been finding out lots of stuff through him (including toys she cannot find here)!

Anyway, we have been lurking around too and seems like Axel is a very friendly and sociable wire. We are envious that Axel has a pool of his own during summer, and gets to play with snow in winter! This is such a cool wiry lifestyle!

And look at all the fun Axel has at the dog park! What a dream come true! For me and Party, the friendliest dog park- where we are allowed to go off leash- is about half an hour's car ride away and so mummy cannot bring us there everyday. *Sulks*

Axel is a kind- hearted wire, who also posts actively when there are wires in need of new homes, thoughtful prayers and updates regularly when homeless wires have found new homes. This definitely wins big toes' up from Party!

Party has been reading Axel's posts on the Blainville wires, growling, sighing and howling in protest. He tells me that he secretly wishes that we live in the US, and then, mummy would be able to bring some of them home to live with us. I think he recalls the terrible neglected and unloved days and thinks that no wire deserves such treatment!

Do support Axel and check out his blog here. Also check out our blog for more updates of new wiry pals!

Paws up,
Mango

'Fighting' parents?

2006-06-24T22:58:00.000+08:00

Our dear baby wire, Fever- Fee says:

dear parents,
score: party - 1; mango 1. let the rumpus begin!
loves,
fee

PS: this may not be a good time, but reminder: visit fee = bring treats + toys.

Fee has gone to live with our mummy's cousin, after she was born (15 Nov 05) and was big enough to leave me (whew, what a relief, she suckles like there is no tomorrow!) Now, expectedly, she is a big baby with a healthy appetite for treats, food, and everything she can put into her mouth. Lucky for her, she enjoys total attention, has all yummy treats and love to herself.

She is one clever little wire who thinks that her parents are out to bully her, and hides eagerly from us when she sees us. When out of sight, e.g. in the safety of her home, she is keeping track of us and asking for presents!!!

Anyway, dear Fee, we are sure you will be reading this. We are pleased that you enjoy finding out about your parents through our blog. In fact, your ah ma would be happy to tell you more about your little ways when you were a little baby and was nursing with me.

Dun worry, your ah pa and ah ma 'argues' alot, but we are ok with each other and so we patch up in seconds. In fact, if either of us is left at home when the other is out, we would get real upset- even your serious ah pa. During the time when you and I were in the nursing home, ah pa barked and barked alone at home.

Cheer up, we are not that dysfunctional... or is little Fee going to be disapointed? These are some pics to keep you remembering your generally happy folks.

Me on the right and Party on the left. Oh! I am going to be 5 come August and Party's turned 6 in March this year. Many people who din understand our breed thought that we are old- but nah!! We still do good wiry bounces (on our hind legs), feel young all the wiry way!

That's Party- he looks serious all the time, and so mum chose a pirate costume for him. I think he must be staring earnestly at a treat above the camera with his one eye cos he sure din look mean enough to me!

This is me, happy always. I have looked it up and this is the costume of the Chinese Ching Dynasty Princess. I'll bet a princess' life would come with unending stream of treats and toys and attention, cos I did get loads of them when I was in this costume!

Gruff loves,

Mango

Ao- wooo....

2006-06-21T20:27:00.000+08:00

Ao- wooo... ...

I cannot believe Party's 'wicked' sense of humour... Tsk tsk! A blog reveals the true colours of the mate I have been living with for the past dunno- how many years... lemme see... almost five years... *sulks*

Since you have posted my embarrassing low- tail pics, i shall show everyone how you looked like when you first came.

Mummy took Party in to live in the pet shop she was working at then- in 2002. She didn't know what to do with him then, and she was not planning on a second dog. She allowed him stay, thinking she will find a home for him. Party was homeless and look at him! who will want him? Furthermore, he was 2 year plus, and the reality is that it is harder to rehome adult dogs in Singapore.

Party was shown by his first owner and did well as a puppy. But then his owner sold him for a high fee to another person who wanted to show him. However, that owner did not seem to have time for him and later sold him for another fee to a man with many many dogs. Eventually, he could not cope with too many dogs at home and sent Party to live in a breeding farm. Party lived there for a long while in the poor conditions before that final owner took him out from the farm and looked around for a new home for him; for another fee. Mum's groomer at the pet shop bought him although he did not have a place to house him and that was how Party came to live at the pet shop and subsequently, in our home.

This pic was taken one week after he came. When he first arrived, he was dirtier, smellier, and full of tick bites. I think we could count his ribs if we want to. Did I mention that he also came tail- down? And head low?

Party accepted the makings of his first bed- an old towel- politely and subsequently, was so excited when offered a towel, as if it meant the world to him. At then, I would go to work with mummy, and tried to bully- play with him, and he put up with all that.

There I was, living the life of a queen, nice and round, happy and with many toys and this boy was living for his daily treat of a fuzzy old towel.

And then, mummy gave in... mummy brought him home to stay for one night as a special treat (plus an old towel of mine for the night)- oh yeah, he was so nervous that he salivated during the car ride- and from then on, each time mummy wanted to say goodnight and leave him to go home, he looked so hopeful for another special treat... mummy resisted at first, but was so guilt- ridden that she caved in... again... and again... the rest is history.

From then on, I had to share the treasures in my life: toys, food, treats, room and even mummy. It was real tough at first. Apart from having to share, mummy always praised Party for going to pee on the papers, while I was going through the refusing- to- be- paper- trained phase (plus attempts to pee on mummy's bed). It was so embarrassing when mummy said I still can't pee right and was still shredding papers. Party was always a good boy, peed right, quiet and looking for all opportunities to be patted.

Now, Party is:

I took that all as best as i could, witnessing Party being praised, and then him happily galloping over for a pat. Hey! If i had not put that all up, would Party be living like a king now?

Gruffy grumbles,

Mango

Spot the missing tail

2006-06-20T00:57:00.000+08:00

This is Party writing, and doing so quietly. when Mango sees this tale, she is going to be pissed with me for posting her embarrassing moments. Well, it will be too late then!

Spot the missing tail in the pictures!

And most of our two- legged friends thought that Mango is the brave one between the me and her. After all, she hardly contains her displeasure with me and does not hesitate to put up a fight... like the times when we go out for walks an'd i walk faster than her.... or everytime when i jump into or out of mummy's car...

Hah! Mango's tail go missing whenever there is loud rumbles... mum says that is called thunder... on a few occasions when it stretched for a long time, she said that it was fireworks.

Whatever it was, it makes Mango scared! The first time it happened, she was so scared she peed on the floor... and me? i just stayed close to mummy and look steady. I'm a wiry boy you know! Act cool, look cool is my middle name. mind you, i was scared too, and so i casually hung around, staying next to mummy, refusing to move a single inch, and look cool as a yummy cucumber.

And here is a picyure of her, trying to reach up to paw mummy and get mummy to carry her. she looked like she was smiling, but she was not.... she was panting and salivating, and panicking.

scaredy cat! she was sooo... nervous thst she kept walking around and won't stay still enough for mummy to take more pics of her looking scared.

i wonder if she must have stolen and hidden my favourite toy and so she thought the rumbles are to scold her for it.

Gruffs,

Party

I finally get to write!

2006-06-18T17:21:00.000+08:00

This is me, Party, writing. Mango is too distracted and finally i can get my paws online, without her nipping at my shoulders to take over.

mummy did come back! this morning! imagine the relief! we had no clue what was going to happen after she left yesterday. yes.

actually, mummy did try to tell us that the 'hike' was part of an activity at work. huh? but we dun even understand what work is all about and how necessary it is.

work? Like if the collie of our kind, helps herd sheep? mummy run after sheep? or like the huskies pulling sleds for two- legged creatures? what is she doing all these for? why can't we go along?

that aside, so how is a hike related to herding? who herds sheep at night? i din hear anyone of my kind say that their mummies herd for long hours, at night... neither have i seen any sheep trooping around where we live.

if there are, why would mummy go running after sheep, when she could run after us? we do that at home anyway, catching... hide and seek... we are good, but mummy always find us.

i wonder if i can go to work with mummy... if i dun, guess, i will just have to continue to be stoic but look unhappy...

hmmph,
Party

Howls

2006-06-18T08:56:00.000+08:00

howls!

Chins up and backs striaght! chest out proud and tummies (ya, mine only; party does not have much of a tum tum) tucked in! gait eager, looks hopeful, sits pretty and paws high!

we showed mummy that we are the best company for her 'hike' yesterday.

Mymmy din say anything about this 'hike' to us, and we tucked in heartily to the grub mummy's prepared for us. early dinner made sense since we are going out!

Little did we expect that once our tummies were nice n warm, mummy began her go- out- without- us ritual. showers...packing... and OUR stuff did not make it into her huge, spacious bag. i tossed a toy carelessly in mummy's way, hinting that she could pack that in too... (what's s 'hike'- whatever it is- without some fun?) but mum din... no water bottle, yummy treats or poop bags went in as far as we could see.

these are the usual routine when mummy is going out without us!! oh no! the signs are obvious- we got our hugs, pats, praises and chews... i dun think we are going to get to go.

mummy left and i immediately began my wiry howls! no no no.... it was not meant to be like this!!!

no family, no friend, no dog- sitter, no one, nothing... party and i were left to sit with one another, eyes glued to the door, howls unheard. we tried to listen to what is going on outside the door... maybe she is just outside and will come back in soon. maybe overnight lasts for only a short short while?

and we waited.

and waited.

this is impossible. how long does an overnight 'hike' last? when will she come back?

Will anyone come?

howls & tail low,
Mango

Sneaky business!

2006-06-17T14:06:00.000+08:00

Mummy's tip- toeing around the house. seems to be trying to make us not notice her movements (hardly easy for sharp and alert wires like us)..

We overheard mum's phone conversation about going on an overnight hike of sorts tonight... overnight? hike? What is a hike? We have not been on one, I think. I wonder if we are going along too. Whatever it is, it sounds fun and we want to go too.

surely mummy's not going to leave us at home while she goes out to have fun eh?

surely she could not resist bringing us, if we continue to give her our totally endearing looks!

M&P

All wired up to start!

2006-06-17T01:50:00.000+08:00

Yippees!! We did it!

Party and I had been scheming to enter into this 'cyberspace' realm for ages. It all started when we had to share our mummy with the lap- top, although it certainly din work as hard as we did to get mummy's attention.

Can a lap top give a good wiry sad look? Or a good round of persistent pawing? How about the lying low look followed by a deep wiry- chested sigh? And certainly not Party's classic head- rub on the bed while standing on two legs!

Nope! And desperate times call for desperate measures. While mummy sleeps, we are going to sneak in and leave nice paw prints for her to find! Well, she has gotta know that we, wires are going to do what it takes, to get her to notice us!

This is me, Mango. I am a feisty wire fox terrier gal. Pretty eh?

This is my pal of sorts, Party. He barks with gusto when he hears the lion dance.

zzz.... can't wait for you to find us in here, mum!

Off to scratch mum while she sleeps for now.