Maen's Entry: Us back home

I'm here to post some of our pictures in mummy's handphone that she realised she hasn't uploaded into our laptop.

And we heard mummy mention something about changing our diet (mummy's forever thinking of changing our diet...). And we heard chicken taste delicious. *slurp*

Pictures coming!

Remember my favourite papasan chair? I could still fit under it before we came. I'm sure I'll still be able to hide under there when we go back coz mummy has been putting me on a diet (oh, I heard we could report animal abuse here, no?)

I suddenly remember I could make gor gor furious by running in and out from under the chair coz gor gor could never get me when I was in there!

I'm unprotected here. Nowhere high enough for me to sneak under, and nowhere low enough for gor gor NOT to be able to sneak under with me.

I'm so dead...

He thinks he looks cool like this..

He doesn't.

The little terrorist who comes into our kitchen, switches positions of our bowls, sleeps on our bed and tries to hug us *wide-eyed in horror* She's now trying to attract attention by banging on the glass *rolls my big eyes*

Mummy tricked me into thinking there were lots of pictures to post and I stopped chewing on my bone to wait for her while she uploads the pictures. For that, I got punished by gor gor who finished up my bone!

Bad bad mummy. She must have been in cahoots with gor gor. I'm feeling faint...I'm an unwilling aneroxic!

Mummy's little babies thought hard at: