White, Blue and Avocado

Almost a week ago, the hoomans came home with a little more than their usual contraband- from porcelain bowls, cat(!) toys, miniature furniture and weird looking bags of kibbles. Thankfully not everything was alien to us.

They did manage to bring us a piece of delish Kenny Roger’s Roaster’s muffin for dinner which we had to, unfortunately, earn by doing the usual boring tricks.

Aki was required to balance the entire thing on his nose, but he got too excited and by the time the flashy box snapped, Mr. Roger’s muffin went from his nose to…

Of course, the hoomans had to let him do it again

Although Mr. Roger’s muffin doesn’t look as appealing any more :(


Thankfully, manong did remember to save me a piece before my humongous brother swallowed the entire thing (again!).


After the bribe… erm.. treat, the hoomans revealed to us an important news: Our family is expanding!

This handsome sable diluted violet male fischer is Attorney 1




While this pretty dark factor violet female fischer is Attorney 2




Like us, they also live inside our house in a fancy mini apartment of their own. How cool is that?



And finally, we were brought to a very familiar house which we haven’t seen for almost a month already. Honestly, it looked almost the same, except for a few extra items inside…



(Aki then whispers to Poopie)

Oh! You mean that is not a tree décor?

Welcome home George!

This has been

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manang’s note: Yes, 5 days ago, Aki, Poopie and our entire family welcomed George back into our lives. He is a 7-8 month old Indian Ring Neck Parrot (which George would have been now) whom we finally took home after weeks of trying to arrange a meeting with the Aviary. Although it might be weird for some, we still decided to name him George in honor of our little angel George. As expected it has been a trying first week and we’re starting from scratch again, but hey! At least, we’re Starting…. :)

We are working dogs

Hellow there everypup!

I’ts been a while since we last updated this bloggie… how long has it been? Years, is it? I can almost imagine some of Aki’s yellow fur turning white over eons and eons of DWB-less afternoons.

Apparently, over the last few weeks, the hoomans turned momentarily deaf to all our requests for a bloggie update (and no, I strongly believe it was not due to our incessant barking and whining!) and insisted that they just had too much work to do. Pawsonally, I think that if work is dragging them down, then there’s no use in putting up with it.

Work should be fun and not stressful, it should be something worth wagging your tail about, just like what Aki and I had been slaving over for the past weeks -- We were working for our food!

And just before any Homo sapien sneer and snort over our new found careers, let me walk you through what we have to endure to polish our crafts. Believe me, it is no different from practicing for the Olympics…

For this week, we were working for Baby Back Ribs…

The concept was easy- the puppy who gives the best performance earns for himself/herself a huge slab of juicy, meaty, saucy, yummy baby back ribs…

First, I started with a little leg stretching to make sure I don’t overstretch those leg muscles during my big performance.



Next was a little fore paw stretching. This should be done in repetitive circular motions with both paws clasped together in a pleading pose- my absolute super trick!



After all limbs are in good working condition, I worked on my altitude.

Normally, it ends here. But as a very competitive puppy, I decided to spend extra hours devising strategies to up my chances against an unfair opponent. Aki on the other hand was working on a hush-hush strategy, which I later on learned as the “begging face”.

I was up first. My heartbeat pounded so fast I can barely hear the yellow thing heckling me. See his face here? His face looks almost disfigured… hehehe…



The crowd cheered on as I started to gallop. My body quivered a bit. If this works, it would be like watching a furry Michael Jordan walking on air again…



The magic lasted for a minute but what a minute it was! And yes, although my dectrators would say I looked almost possessed in this picture, I am most proud to say that even David Blaine would not be able to accomplish such a feat. (I guarantee you, this picture is not photoshopped in any way)



“Oh, Poopie! You are the mistress of altitude!!” I heard the hooman sisters screaming. Needless to say, I was swollen with pride.

It had been an arduous journey, but I was almost convinced that by no time I would have those yummy back ribs in my little poopster paws… I can almost feel my tummy grumbling, aching for those slabs of juicy beef melting in my little mouth… and then a bubble was popped…

The shameless beast did the unthinkable. Levitate and the world is left in awe BUT make a disappearing act and everyone is left mystified, astounded and in a great state of shock (from lack of shame, I bet!)... The execution might be a little shabby but it accomplished its purpose.

In the end, the full-figured boy sat down even more full-figured than ever, while his little sister stood still in shock.

A Slippery Situation

Sometime last month, Aki and I received this wonderful parcel from our very good buddies, Huskee and Hershey after winning in their slipper giveaway contest! See how excited Aki was to open the pressie?

H&H and their mum were very kind enough to send two slippers for each of us. In it was a pawsonal note from H&H themselves. If you read closely, they specifically stated that I get the pink slipper, while slipperhog Aki gets the blue one. Instructions can’t get any clearer than that.

I can so understand why this has become Huskee’s favorite toy… It’s just so cushy and soft, not to mention, squeaky. Very squeaky.

It can be gleaned from this picture how happy I am to be sporting this new fashion statement. In my pawsonal opinion, this is far better than those Havaianas and Ipanemas that the hoomans sport.

But if you think getting this slipper was as easy as apple pie, then you are mistaken.

Remember H&H’s note? They were crystal clear right? Well… let’s just say a certain someone has a problem with following orders.

As you can see from the evidences below, this certain someone seems to gravitate towards the pink slipper. We had to tell him again and again that the blue one is for him because as a general rule, blue is for boys and pink, for girls.

Look at how fixated he was to get the pink slipper from the hooman. These are the eyes and determination of a raving lunatic… *shudder*

Finally, we have decided to settle the score with some modeling. Afterall, only an actual “paw test” will determine if the pink slipper suits him best….

Presenting…..

Hold your breath. This is not for the faint hearted.

Aki’s paw in blue…

Not bad. Not bad at all… The heart design gives it a little touch of femininity while the thong design gives a sense of comfort. As for those horrid nails, there’s nothing a little manicure and french tip would fix.

And now…


Aki’s paw in pink…

What do you know… *Poopie gasps. For a minute she holds her breath and then blinks.* Never in my young life did I ever think pink strawberries would suite such a manly paw…

Enlighten me, puppies. Do real men really wear pink?

Poopie has a Dilemma

Hello dear friends! The Pooper Scooper here.

A lot of sheep and cows had been running around my head for a day now. As some of you might know, the Lenten Season is almost here and as a matter of tradition, our hoomans, specifically, manong and manang will be going home to Bacolod for the entire week.

Now you all know that Aki and I live with four hoomans in the Ilonggo House, so that leaves us with two more to keep us company, right? Well, that’s not exactly so. Manang Tin and R’ will be going with some friends to some place called Ginatilan on Thursday and they will be back by Friday.

Since we don’t have a car here (and the muscle for Aki) they would not be able to bring both of us along. They were so kind enough though, to make arrangements for one of their friends to baby sit us in the mornings, while Ms. Dams (Peachy and Choychoy’s hooman) will look after us at night. It would only be roughly two days, afterall.

So everything was set. Aki and I were supposed to stay behind and look after the house while our hoomans are away… Then Manang Tin and R’ broke the news yesterday. They said they will take me along. I am small and manageable and I can accompany them anywhere they go.

I am torn.

Shall I go to the beach with the hoomans and their friends and leave Aki behind? Or shall I stick it out with our nanny’s for two days and keep Aki company considering that I’m not any inch close to being a water lover?

What do you think, puppies? I would really appreciate (read: need) your opinion. Manang and manong will be leaving for Bacolod on Sunday afternoon. I hope by then, I have already decided.

A confused,

Ms. Poopie du Claun

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The Pooper Scooper's First Ever Birthday Pawty (Part 2)

After the boys had taken the edge coaster, it was now our turn to do the skywalk. We were supposed to go around the ledge of the 38th floor of the building with only a harness to secure us.

We were further grouped into 2 subgroups because only a maximum of 8 were allowed per ‘walk’. The first group was- I, Barley, Trudis, Scarlet, Sweepy, Addie and the Mop.

Barley was the first one to try out the skywalk. The poor boy made the biggest mistake of looking down during his first steps, making him a little nauseous just looking at the distance of the ledge from the ground.

As he was about to inch further, darebeagle Cocoa, galloped into the ledge without a safety harness and unauthorized. The safety crew had to rush towards him and shoo him inside before he starts flying downwards to the ground.



Barley was already thinking of the perfect explanation to give his mum should the tri-colored darebeagle end up with broken limbs on their way back to Singapore.

I came in next. I maybe wussed out a bit and was actually a little uncomfortable to do any zany poses…



It didn’t help that I had this stuck to my little bee-hind



Trudis and the very brave Scarlet came after. Moymoy and Jappy were not around because they had to watch over the clinic while Mommi Lilli was not around because she had to go to the supplier to have her gift for Aki replaced.


He alleged that the bowl was defective and had a certain self-destructing button to it.


Next was Addie. She had seemingly recovered from her jetlag and was more than raring to bungee jump from the building.

Sweepy didn’t seem to mind the height at all. I guess it was all too common for him, being a superdog and all. He even managed to meditate in the middle of the walk.

The Mop came in next, all dolled up and looking really erm.. pretty. He had been muttering about John not being able to pack his fur conditioner, making his hair look more unruly than usual.

Bobby told him to remove the silly comb because he looks like a sissy and that there is no way he is going to sit beside him on the plane back. The Mop said that Bobby was just envious cos he wouldn’t look as good with the ‘thing’ stuck to his head.

Hershey surprised us with her limberness and did an overextended one leg stretch. She went as far as boasting that, unknown to most people, including her older brother Huskee, she was actually a yoga enthusiast and a belly dancing expert. *insert gagging sounds from Huskee here*


The next group was next- Dr. Dino, Paco, Milo, Bailey Schnoodle, Bobby, Scottie and Khyra.

The Golden boys- Milo, Paco and Dr. Dino saw Hershey’s antics and decided to top it off with a handstand from brother Paco.

Their group was much better than ours because everyone was glued to each other.

Perhaps, our batch was quite scared to be too close because Bobby told us not to trust the Mop too much because he might push us from the ledge and of course, loveable Huskee *insert gagging sounds from Hershey here* warned us not to get too close to Hershey cos she might chew our harnesses off.

To show how united they are, the group even managed to come up with this lovely pose. To top it off, Ms. Khyra indulged us with her fantabulous (and truly spectacular) Siberian split.

After receiving our certificates, we proceeded to the hotel, gorged on the lovely authentic Italian pasta brought by Paco and Milo and capped the night with some Haagen Dazs icecream from Maggie and Mitch…

And of course, with some serious beach side dancing from dusk to dawn.