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Siamese Dogs

Boise loves to snuggle with Zen. He never fails to initiate the oddest of position; so much so they appear to be literally glued together. Connected heart to heart maybe. My 2 sweethearts.

Now, how many male dogs get along so well? I’ve never seen them fight before, not even once. My parents keep insisting Boise is Zen’s son because of their relationship. It’s exasperating to explain that they are not! ZB are meant to be lifetime companions. I’m glad I let Zen choose his partner.

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Zen’s groomer put her 15 year old dog on this. So without hesitation, I bought a packet!

Packaging.
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Frozen state.
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Defrosted state.
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Verdict?

Zen hates it because it smells very strongly of kale and he saw some suspecting bits here and there. What to do? My dog is 100% canivore. The only way I can get him to eat it is when it is 50% defrosted. The ice-cold state probably hid the raw vege taste. From the color, I bet it is at least 50% vegetable based. To add on, it’s really mushy. I can only imagine “how much” it will do for his teeth. Boise on the other hand, hates it to death. I cannot even get a morsel of it near him. He’s anti-dogfood!

Since Zen came to stay with in laws, he havn’t been getting much table scraps. So I’ve decided to let Primal be a supplement to Zen’s RMB+offal diet. Primal got my vote. One nugget a day keeps the vet away! I can’t wait to try the lamb and venison formula; for the vitamins and minerals in the grinded bone!

Date: 13 June 2009
Time: 12.45pm
Venue: Shin Kushiya, Vivocity

Mum’s Unagi Set. She always goes for safe choices.
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The “Ladies Set”, fit for a mouse. Portion’s pretty pathetic. But I got to comment on the Udon. It’s FANTASTIC! Right amount of chewiness. I have yet to find another bowl of Udon comparable to this standard in Singapore.
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eiji’s burger set.
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His appetiser: Foie Gras with apple. Yum!
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A present for the man whom raised me well. To the man I respect most in this world. Happy Father’s Day! WeeT!
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Suntanning

It’s equivalent to cuppa addiction every morning.

Routine, necessary and satisfying.

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The boys are going to Namly Animal Clinic on the 11th. They will go into a slumber at the whiff of the gaseous anesthesia and wake up to a new set of shiny sparkling teeth. For a painless extraction, gona take this chance to draw blood(Zen’s 5.5 years old) for tests. I expect a $600 damage. *broke*

Although the boys has been on barf for years, I’ve been rather slack in the recreation bone department. Most of the times, they are not interested to work their jaws. To ensure the teeth scaling stays, this is gona happen on a weekly basis.

Gnawing this part breaks down the tar on molar teeth through a scrapping motion.
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This is what that entices them to gnaw. The super oily yet tasty marrow. They go gaga when I smear the insides all over the tulang.
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Flossing on the white fibre strands helps to clean front teeth.
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Thy prince refuses to get his paws dirty so I became his bone stand. Which is good, cause I can reinforce the “Give” command. Give me the bone.
See my canivore in action! This is as macho as he can get.

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MJ

Moonwalk. Prodigy. Neverland. Supernova. Stage presence. Pop icon. High pitched. Plastic surgery. Black or White.

These are words I would associate with Micheal Jackson, more commonly known as MJ. MJ has passed away. He was 50. His legacy will continue.

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Michael Jackson – Heal The World

Think about the generations and to say we want to make it a better
world for our children and our children’s children. So that they know
it’s a better world for them; and think if they can make it a better
place.

There’s a place in your heart
And I know that it is love
And this place could be much
Brighter than tomorrow.
And if you really try
You’ll find there’s no need to cry
In this place you’ll feel
There’s no hurt or sorrow.
There are ways to get there
If you care enough for the living
Make a little space, make a better place.

Chorus:
Heal the world
Make it a better place
For you and for me and the entire human race
There are people dying
If you care enough for the living
Make a better place for
You and for me.

If you want to know why
There’s a love that cannot lie
Love is strong
It only cares for joyful giving.
If we try we shall see
In this bliss we cannot feel
Fear or dread
We stop existing and start living
Then it feels that always
Love’s enough for us growing
Make a better world, make a better world.

(Chorus)

Bridge:
And the dream we would conceived in
Will reveal a joyful face
And the world we once believed in
Will shine again in grace
Then why do we keep strangling life
Wound this earth, crucify it’s soul
Though it’s plain to see, this world is heavenly
Be God’s glow.

We could fly so high
Let our spirits never die
In my heart I feel
You are all my brothers
Create a world with no fear
Together we’ll cry happy tears
See the nations turn
Their swords into plowshares
We could really get there
If you cared enough for the living
Make a little space to make a better place.

(Chorus)

There are people dying if you care enough for the living
Make a better place for you and for me.
There are people dying if you care enough for the living
Make a better place for you and for me.

You and for me / Make a better place
You and for me / Make a better place
You and for me / Make a better place
You and for me / Heal the world we live in
You and for me / Save it for our children
You and for me / Heal the world we live in
You and for me / Save it for our children
You and for me / Heal the world we live in
You and for me / Save it for our children
You and for me / Heal the world we live in
You and for me / Save it for our children

Ayden, the handsome addition to our clique. C’s little precious darling.
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Look at the cottonsoft hair and big eyes! He’ll definitely grow up a charmer.
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Phoebe, the one and only princess in our clique. How fast she has grown.
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P: My pinkie….
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During our bitching sessions, we once had this talk, or thoughts rather. 5 years from now, our gathering at homes will involve many kids running around. They will grow up as childhood playmates. Probably as close as cousins. Perhaps one day, I will look around during gatherings and get this dejavu feeling. Perhaps…

Behind Bars

Making the humans rack their brains never fail to grant Zen much joy.

One day, he was given an opportunity.

MIL was showering when Eiji left the house to meet me. I have absolutely no idea what came over Eiji but it didn’t occur to him that he should have closed the door after him since he was the last person in Zen’s sight. A short while later, Zen twist and turn to wriggle out of the gaps of the gate. I reckon he was desperately trying to find Eiji. Zen dashed across the corridor and started his journey down the stairs from 20th storey. Thankfully, a neighbour’s daughter saw him and her mum gave chase. Around 16th storey, she managed to stop and carry Zen up. Neighbour knocked hurriedly on our door and saved my day.

Before we came to know the undistorted storyline, the FIL told us a colorful story that Zen took a lift down and was running afree downstairs on the grass patch till a neighbour spot him.  The hubby meekly asked if I would divorce him if Zen was gone for good. Frankly, I duno. No, I don’t think so.  But a cold war is inevitable.

When I reached home, I beckon sheepish-looking Zen to show me how he did it. Like a soldier in training doing leopard crawl, he started crawling out from the lowermost gap. At one point, he realised he has been tricked and stopped crawling out, leaving his hind legs and tail behind. I thought he was stucked but NO LOR! Too late. I dragged him out. Once he is out, hell broke loose. I started whacking and reprimanding. Afterwhich, he was made to sit outside for a good 15 minutes as punishment.

After 5 minutes…
Z: Must sit, must sit. Cannot lie down.
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After 10 minutes…
Z: Bother! Should I seek refuge with the pretty shihtzu next door.
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After 15 minutes…
Z: Let me try to melt the ice in mummy’s heart. 
    *GRINS*
    *SHIFTS A LITTLE*
    *SIT PROPERLY*
    *STICKS OUT TONGUE*
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And he succeeded. Doesn’t he look like a snowman made from 2 snowballs?]

The MIL painstakingly took 2 hours to sew this up. Some cloth mesh she bought from Peoples Park. Quite sturdy though. She says if Zen disappear, she will also heartpain. Awwwww…..
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S$209,800 to clone a dog.

Is it worth it?

*POndErs*

I say YES. 

For another 10 to 15 years of companionship.

For the one thing in the world that will love you more than he love himself.

PLEASEEE let me strike 4D, Toto! Any form of windfall will do.

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LOS ANGELES (AFP) – - Five clones of a search and rescue dog which helped locate people trapped in the rubble of the 9/11 attacks were formally presented to their ancestor’s former handler.

James Symington, a former Canadian police officer, choked back tears as he formally took possession of the five descendants of his beloved German shepherd named Trakr, who died in April.

Symington was presented with Trakr’s offspring after winning a competition organized by California firm BioArts International — the “Golden Clone Giveaway” — to find the world’s most “cloneworthy” dog.

Symington said he hopes the puppies — Trustt, Valor, Prodigy, Solace and Deja Vu — will go on to follow in Trakr’s footsteps.

“We’re here to celebrate that Trakr’s legacy lives on in these five beautiful puppies,” he told reporters. “If they have the same attributes Trakr did, then hopefully they’ll develop into world class search and rescue dogs.”

Symington and Trakr arrived at the site of the World Trade Center collapse, commonly referred to as Ground Zero, on September 12, 2001 and were one of the first K9 search and rescue teams on the scene.

After working nearly non-stop for 48 hours, Trakr located the last human survivor found in the rubble of the twin towers.

“Trakr was an extraordinary search and rescue dog. His work at Ground Zero was the culmination of his career,” Symington said.

BioArts International, which says it offers the world’s first commercial dog cloning service, partnered with South Korea’s SooAm Biotech Research Foundation to clone Trakr under the direction of scientist Hwang Woo-Suk.

BioArts International chief executive Lou Hawthorne said canine cloning would remain beyond the reach of ordinary pet lovers, with cloned dogs costing an average 144,000 dollars each.

Hawthorne defended the right of people to clone their dogs instead of obtaining new pets from rescue shelters.

“I think 99 percent of the time people should get their pets from shelters,” he told AFP.

“But can we agree though that one percent of the time if you have a one in a million dog and you have the money to pay for it, you should be able to go to either a breeder or a cloner?”

Hawthorne said Trakr had been chosen for cloning because of his heroics on 9/11. “We received many very touching submissions to our contest, describing some truly amazing dogs,” he said. “But Trakr’s story blew us away.”

Symington meanwhile said that one member of his new litter — Trustt — was an exact replica of Trakr.

“The physical similarities are uncanny,” he told AFP. “He’s the spitting image of the Trakr that I first met in 1995. He has exactly the same markings, the way he moves, everything. Very alert, very intelligent and intuitive.

“I respect that cloning’s not for everyone. But there are few dogs that are born with extraordinary abilities and Trakr was one of those dogs,” he said.

“I look forward to the day that these puppies can follow in Trakr’s footsteps and play an important role in other rescues, like Trakr did.”

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