Attacked by a monster

Hello everyone, Charlie here. I would just like to post a short report on how I was attacked by a monster. Oh yes, it's true! I have pictures to prove it.

One afternoon, I was minding my own business . When I heard someone saying "I will eat you Charlie!! Naaarrgghh!!!"

Then, it attacked! I tried to run away but I couldn't do anything, it already pinned me down.

I can't get up. I couldn't get away. The monster tickled me to submission.

Don't worry pups, I was able to escape eventually. As revenge, I gave the monster my version of the tickle attack.

If she only knew...

I did not like my day yesterday; My mom, on the other hand, had a grand time. She went out at around lunch time and left me with my Aunt Jamee.

She went to visit this:



It is the oldest active ocean-faring passenger ship. It travels around the world carrying books and selling it at discount prices. Being the bookworm that she is, she had to see it. She bought seven classic novels all for P900.00 (roughly $20).


Then, she went to see her friends and they watched the final performance of her favorite Filipino band.


If she only knew that I barely touched my food because I was anxious for her to come home.
If she only knew that I just slept because I didn't want to play with anyone else.
If she only knew how long I stood by the gate hoping to see her familiar face.

When she came home around 2 a.m., I immediately greeted her and showered her with doggy kisses. I was so happy to see her that I forgot I was supposed to be mad at her. It didn't matter anymore that she was away for far too long. All that matters is that she's home.

Puppy pictures

My mom was organizing her files and found a set of my very first pictures. They were taken a few days after I was adopted by my family.

2 months old. My ears are all floppy in this picture and I still have my puppy fuzz.

This is Sayid, my mom's cat. My mom is trying to introduce me to him. Notice my tense posture? It's because he is much bigger than me and I'm wary of his sharp claws. Sayid's mother is a stray cat who choose to linger in the garden because she receives free food from my family.

Sayid was adopted by mom as a kitty. He was a good hunter and sweet cat who loves to sit on mom's lap and give massages with his paws. Sadly, Sayid died around a year ago. I never had any other friend like Sayid. I try to get along with other cats but I just couldn't resist chasing after them. Sayid, however, would put me in my place. He would often sit on mom's lap and get her on his side.

Lazy afternoons

This is how I usually spend my afternoons….

Sleeping beside my mom’s feet while she finishes her work.

She thinks that it’s one of my sweetest habits.

I think I got her wrapped around my little paw.

I saw something on the chair. It's brown, shaped like a bone and as soft as my stuffie.

Hmmm..this must belong to me. Mommy must have bought me a new toy to play with.
I smelled it, tasted it and tried to play with it.

But, grandma told me I couldn't play with it because its not mine. She said I'll rip it apart in a second. Not fair! I know this is for me. Just look at it! Doesn't that look like a stuffie for a dog like me? I'll try to take it again when they're not looking. I know they'll give in somehow. Hehehe.