Summer is here!

Today was a fun day. Mom decided Myra needed a break so she helped me get her out. Myra was delighted. We zoomed around, inspected the plants and played bitey face for hours.

Because it was getting hotter, mom decided we need to cool off. She took a strange looking big ropey thing and turned on the faucet. Water gushed from the big ropey thing.

The weatherman confirmed that summer season has already started. Mom doesn't like the summer time because it can be very hot and humid where we are located.

That shower of water felt so refreshing!

I found out that Myra is afraid of water. She ran away and hid from us. No amount of cajoling would make her want to play. I don't get why she was afraid of it. It was sooo fun! I want to play with it. I tried so hard to catch every drop but I couldn't stop it by myself.

When it was over, Myra told me "See, you are not so smart because now you are all wet and your mom will have to give you a bath".

I told her "Not so smart, eh. How come I can still beat you at bitey face!"

Dumbo Ears

They nicknamed me Dumbo ears, I don't know why.

I am often teased because they said my ears are too big. I used to get self-conscious about it because according to breed standard, my ears should be small and pointed upright. Instead I got ears that are big, wide and floppy at the ends.

But, my mommy said that she loves me so much - Dumbo ears and all. She said she would never think of exchanging me for another dog even that dog would conform more to the standard breed. For me, that's all that matters. I don't need affirmation from other people. All I need is her care and attention. Who cares if I don't fit the standard. For her, I am the most beautiful dog in the world.

Free Myra

Myra's parents work very hard and they have to leave her alone most of the time. She looks so sad in these pictures, as if begging to be let out.

After her parents leave in the morning, I can hear her howling, asking that they come back and not leave her. It's heartbreaking. Sometimes, when she starts barking, I plead my mom if I could visit her and keep her company.

Oftentimes, I think of ways on how I could free her so we can play together. So far, I have not been successful. Maybe I can ask my mom for help.

Uh oh!

There are too many rules in this house. I can’t get up on the furniture. I can’t play with their stuff. I can’t chew the rug. I can’t pee on the plants. I try to behave and follow the rules but today the bed is just too tempting.

I love to rub my face against the soft sheets.

This feels so nice!

The soft breeze makes me sleepy.

Uh oh! I think someone's coming!

Hi Mommy!

Mom: WHAT ARE YOU DOING ON THE BED?!

Ummm…it’s not my fault...the bed called me and...umm...

I think I need to speak to my lawyer first.

Meet Myra

She's one of the sweetest and friendliest dog ever. She would greet anyone, tail wagging and would never refuse a pat on the head or a belly rub. She loves to be with people and gets along with everyone. My mom met her when she was still a puppy after she was adopted by mom's cousin. It was then that mommy decided she would like to have a puppy just like Myra. So she adopted ME!


Everyday, Myra and I play together. We run around, wrestle and bite each other's face.

She could easily pin me down.
But, when the play gets too rough..

The game would stop and Myra would hide from me under one of the chairs.

Until we agree that it would be much better to just lounge around, bask in the sun..


and pose for our pictures.

(Notice that unlike Myra, I remain on the floor- Its because Mom told

me that dogs are not supposed to get up on chairs and sofas. BOO!)