OOTD: Blue and White Polka Dot Vest with Hoodie

Being a girlie girl, I've never really been into the colour blue. Purple, yes. Pink, without a doubt. Red, even. But BLUE?!? Isn't that for boy dogs?

So when Mummy returned from her trip to Hong Kong, land of the cutest dog clothes ever, with a blue vest for me, I felt a tad uncomfortable. What if Muffin, the love-of-my-life, overlooked me on the streets because he thought I was a BOY? What if wearing blue made me feel less feminine and I started lifting my leg and marking every tree, bush and pole I came across? What if? What if? WHAT IF????

All of my fears, doubts and prejudices against the colour blue quickly dissipated as soon as Mummy tried the vest on me. Blue by itself may be boring, dull, and conservative, BUT blue with white polka dots takes on a whole new persona of its own (Think cool. Think chic. Think 1950's retro). My new blue vest also has a cool yellow hood attached (cos I'm so gangsta!)

The moral of the story? The phrase "what if" should be eradicated from the human (and canine) vocabulary!

Here I am, loitering around my neighbourhood:

Din Din: Organic Lamb Kidney and Chicken Liver with Veggies

Mummy cooked me the most delicious concoction for dinner last night. It was so yummy I licked the bowl clean and then sat under the dining table and begged Mummy and Daddy for more (not that it ever works, but a girl can always try!)

Mummy is pretty strict about not over-feeding me. Firstly, because I don't have the best joints on my hind legs (I have luxating patella grade 4, which basically means my kneecap sits permanently outside of its groove), and therefore any excess weight would be burdensome on my joints. And secondly, because Mummy has read studies showing that rats and monkeys lived longer on a low-calorific diet (oh how I wish Mummy had never read this!!)

Anyway, back to my scrumptious dinner which I'm still thinking about today (food is a constant in my meandering thoughts). Let me share with you Mummy's quick and easy peasy homemade recipe:

INGREDIENTS:

1 organic lamb heart
1 organic chicken liver
Carrot
Peas
Purple sweet potato
1/2 scoop Sasha's Blend
Sprinkling of crushed free-range eggshell 
4 drops human-grade fish oil

METHOD:

Steam lamb heart and chicken liver for 20 minutes (Mummy loves her Tefal food steamer). Steam vegetables for 10 minutes. Chuck it all in a mini blender to make it easier to digest (Mummy loves her Kenwood Triblade Hand Blender). Let cool and then sprinkle with Sasha's Blend, eggshell and fish oil. Combine well.

TOOLS:

Tefal Food Steamer - throw the ingredients in, put on the timer and go do your own thing until the timer goes off. Life couldn't be easier!

Kenwood Triblade Hand Blender - great for small amounts of food that need to be chopped or blended. Very easy to clean - bonus!

This is what the dish looks like before the ingredients have been blended:

SUPPLEMENTS:

1) Sasha's Blend

Sasha's Blend is made from a combination of marine concentrates and nutrients which aid in the relief of arthritic symptoms in dogs. It is beneficial in dealing with pain and inflammation, promoting improved digestive function, stimulating healthy joint function, and stimulating healthy joint fluid production.

2) Fish Oil

Fish oil provides the following benefits for your pooch:

- improves coat and skin;
- reduces inflammation due to conditions such as arthritis, allergies, and inflammatory bowel disease;
- regulates the immune system, boosting those that are suppressed and calming overactive immune systems for dogs with allergies or autoimmune diseases;
- aids in mental development of fetuses and puppies, and improves cognitive function in older dogs;
- lowers blood pressure and triglycerides;
- provides support for dogs with kidney disease, heart disease, and cancer;
- promotes weight loss in overweight dogs.

Just make sure you store it properly and give the appropriate dosage!

And VOILA! This is what the dish looks like after it's been blended:

And here's what my bowl looks like when I'm done. I don't know why Mummy bothers washing it when I do such a good job of it myself!

Eating Raw Chicken Carcass in Paul Frank Outfit

Mummy recently uploaded a clip on YouTube of me feeding on raw chicken carcass. The clip lasted less than a minute and showcased me pawing at and gnawing at a raw chicken carcass. It was obviously fascinating to one particular viewer because they asked Mummy if she could upload a video of me eating the whole piece from start to finish (perhaps they couldn't believe that I could finish eating something the size of my head??). So here I am, on YouTube again (although this time sporting Paul Frank). Believe me. My stomach is MUCH bigger than my head!

My Queen Bed + Doggy Steps

When Mummy first rescued me back in February this year, I slept on a doggy bed next to hers. Mummy's bed was too high for me and Mummy was worried I'd fall off in the middle of the night (FAT CHANCE!) So every night, Mummy would sing me a little lullaby (personally, I'd prefer "Who Let The Dogs Out" by Baha Men), tuck me in, say "Nighty nighty pumpkin pie. Mummy looooooooves you!", and switch off the lights. Mummy thought I was A-OK with this arrangement for the first few nights because I slept like a baby and didn't make a squeak...but really, I was quietly sulking in my bed (NOT HAPPY, JAN!) and secretly plotting a plan to get Mummy to allow me to sleep in HER bed. 

After nights of plotting and scheming and running the scenario through my head, the day came when it was time to put my carefully orchestrated plan into action. I waited till the crack of dawn to start my perfectly rehearsed whimpering. I imagined all sorts of terrible things happening to me...going to the vet, missing a meal, being adopted by Paris Hilton...and this made me whimper like I really meant it! Of course, this woke Mummy up and got her attention. With Plan A a success, it was time to move quickly to Plan B: I put my paws up to the side of Mummy's bed, looked up at her groggy face with my big, pleading eyes, and sent telepathic messages to her "Let me in pleeeeeeeeaaaaaase. I SWEAR TO DOG I won't steal the blanket or hog the bed (Daddy already does that). I SWEAR TO DOG I won't lick my privates and then lick your face. I SWEAR TO DOG I won't slobber on you, pant in your face or dutch oven you. PLEASE PLEASE PUH-LEEEEEEAAAASE???". And what do you know, it worked a treat! Mummy lifted me up into her bed and said "There there little one...I guess it won't hurt to let you in for just half an hour before I have to get up". I snuggled against Mummy's warm body with a sneaky grin on my face.

Plan C: repeat Plan A and B, only earlier in the night.

In the end, it was all too easy. No sooner had Mummy said "Nighty nighty pumpkin pie. Mummy looooooooves you!" and switched off the light, then I was up and out of my doggy bed and whimpering and whining until Mummy relented. Now the doggy bed has been shifted to the living room (I have a doggy bed for each room in the apartment, just in case my ass gets cold), and I no longer need to do my circus routine before bedtime because Mummy's bed is now MY bed (*muahahahahaha*).

Here I am on my Queen bed (fit for the Queen that I am).

P.S. Of course, Mummy had to get the carpenter to build another set of doggy steps for my new bed, just like the ones we have for our sofa.

AAAAAAAARRRRRGHHHH!!! Wake me up from this nightmare!!!



WHO LET THE DOGS OUT (BAHA MEN) 

Who let the dogs out
(woof, woof, woof, woof)
(woof, woof, woof, woof)
(woof, woof, woof, woof)
(woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
(woof, woof, woof, woof)
When the party was nice, the party was jumpin' (Hey, Yippie, Yi, Yo)
And everybody havin' a ball (Hah, ho, Yippie Yi Yo)
I tell the fellas "start the name callin'" (Yippie Yi Yo)
And the girls report to the call
The poor dog show down
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
I see ya' little speed boat head up our coast
She really want to skip town
Get back off me, beast off me
Get back you flea infested monger
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
I'm gonna tell {Hey, Yippie, Yi, Yo}
To any girls calling them canine {Yippie, Yi, Yo}
Tell the dummy "Hey Man, It's part of the Party!" {Yippie Yi, Yo}
You fetch a women in front and her mans behind {Yippie, Yi, Yo}
Her bone runs out now
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Say, A doggy is nuttin' if he don't have a bone All dogy hold ya' bone, all doggy hold it
A doggy is nuttin' if he don't have a bone All dogy hold ya' bone, all doggy hold it
Wait for y'all my dogs, the party is on
I gotta get my girl I got my myind on
Do you see the rays comin' from my eye
What could you be friend
That Benji man that's breakin' them down?
Me and My white short shorts
And I can't seek a lot, any canine will do
I'm figurin' that's why they call me faithful
'Cause I'm the man of the land
When they see me they doah-ooooo(howl)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)

OOTD: Purple Puffy Prada-esque Vest

Today's outfit-of-the-day is this lovely purple number. They say purple is the new black (or in my case, pink). Purple also symbolises royalty, which in turn has connotations of wealth, privilege and power (GIRL POWER!)...(OK, so Mummy bought it at a bargain store in Chinatown - but none of the other doggies know that!) I love it because it's light-weight and waterproof, and the ruching is fab for hiding excess winter weight and also reminds me of a yummy Prada handbag. Must look my best in case I run into my hunky boyfriend, Muffin (HUBBA HUBBA).   

Very Prada, darling...

My boyfriend, Muffin (gawd he's a hunk!)

My Raw Food Diet

Summer's coming up which means it's time to peel off the winter layers and show off my trim body! Mummy makes sure I stay nice and lean by feeding me a natural home-cooked diet. One of my favourite meals is organic raw chicken carcass (aka chicken frame) which I get fed about two or three times a week. I LOVE LOVE LOVE raw chicken carcass because:

- it's yummy and nutritious (raw bones are a good source of calcium and balances out the phosphorous found in meat)

- it's a great, natural toothbrush (chewing on raw bones massages my teeth and gums, cleans away food and tartar, and prevents plaque formation, bad breath, dental cavities, etc.)

- it's good for my digestive tract and keeps me regular =)

But most of all, I LOVE raw chicken carcass because it brings back the primal instinct in me. 

I AM LION: WATCH ME ROAR!!!

Kidding Around

So the other day Mummy's 3 year old nephew, Tiny Terror, came over to play. He grabbed my tail and touched my paws, stuck his grubby little finger in my ear and jumped up and down my doggie steps (grrrrrrr). Then we went for a walk and Mummy had to hand Tiny Terror the lead, otherwise he'd chuck a nana. He pulled too hard, walked too slow and toddled around like he was half drunk. I bared my teeth and he laughed because he thought I was smiling at him!!!

Here I am being walked by a few of the nicer variety of kids:

And here are a few reasons why kids and dogs make a good mix:

What's In Mummy's Bag?

Two sets of keys. Card holder with zip (change keeps falling out. Must replace). iphone. Over-sized sunnies (makes face look smaller). Water bottle (BPA-free). Chapstick (two years old and still going...hurrah!). Tissues. Pampered pooch (that's ME!)

Shhhhh don't tell anyone, but Mummy sometimes hides me in her doggy handbag when we go to the supermarket (something about me being too cute I might get dognapped if I'm tied to a pole outside. Geez, talk about being a HELICOPTER MUM)! Luckily I'm little enough to fit in there!

Here are a few more doggy handbags to drool over:

This divine Alex Luxe dog carrier bag from Kwigy-Bo has all the features of a designer handbag with its quilted leather, silver hardware and braided straps. The two front pockets are handy for storing poop bags and the mesh side window gives pampered poochy a view to the world (or perhaps, just of the supermarket).

Pucci? Furberry? LV or Juicy Dog anyone? These pet carriers from Coco & Pud are reminiscent of your fave designer brands, minus the price tag. What's not to love??

Gong for a hike? Don't forget to pack poochy! This backpack carrier from The Posh Puppy Boutique is for all you active mamas and papas out there. We love that it doubles as a car seat - thread the seatbelt through the straps at the back of the dog backpack and away you and poochy go (YAAAAAY!) Also available in PINK (DOUBLE YAAAAAY!)

And if you want to keep poochy close to your heart, try the Legs Out Front Pet Carrier from Amazon. The thick padding at the front means poochy is comfortable and can go commando in style (yeah baby!)

Mondayitis

Mondays are no-fundays because Mummy goes back to work. BOO!!

My fellow pooches across the globe are feeling it too...

Sunday Brekkie: Farmhouse Free-Range Egg

One free-range soft boiled egg sprinkled with crushed eggshell. Served warm and with lashings of love =)

Mummy says: Eggs are an excellent source of protein and fat and also contain a host of other essential vitamins and minerals which promote a soft and shiny coat. Don't throw out the eggshell - this is almost pure calcium and is an essential nutrient for strong teeth and bones.